It's finally here, the end of the sports festival. I'm kind of sad to see it go since I had so much fun writing it. At least it's not the last time I'll be going through it. I have plenty of other stories planned, and plenty of different ideas on how to rewrite the sports festival. Until then though, let's just finish this one.
Once again, the matches were on hold. Peter had inadvertently destroyed the entire arena for the second time that day, though to be fair, it was more Todoroki's fault this time. This was good news for Peter, since he needed time to heal.
Still, it wasn't enough. Cementoss just wanted the day to be over, so he rushed to fix the arena as fast as possible. It only took 3 minutes to repair the damages, and another 2 to get Peter and Bakugo on the arena.
Todoroki was a bit conflicted. On the one hand, he was shaken. Peter had just beaten him, something nobody had done before. The worst part was that it was technically the fourth time. The entrance exam, the first day of hero training, the first round of the sports festival, and now, in the final round. Still, he had a decent amount of respect for Peter, and he really hated Bakugo, so that helped to make a decision.
"Peter, you aren't allowed to lose. I'll kick your ass if you do."
The Bar With No Name
"What are you thinking?"
"That a lot of ass is about to get kicked." Dabi grinned.
"Blondie is gonna die." Magne agreed.
"Nah. The kid's too wussy about killing." Shigaraki rasped.
"Doesn't matter, there's no way he's losing this. And if he does-"
"We'll kick his ass." The villains all agreed.
The Announcer's Booth
Aizawa was in the middle of a fierce inner debate. He was supposed to remain neutral, not encouraging either of his students more than the other. On the other hand, Bakugo's attitude was terrible. It was annoying to deal with him, but it'd be more annoying if he had to get him to clean up his act. Maybe if Peter beat him up in front of all these people, he'd learn some humility and save Aizawa the trouble.
So sue the man, he was hoping to not have to do so much work for once. If Peter won, that was one less thing Aizawa had to deal with. And if he lost, that was one more thing he did have to take care of.
"Win kid, or I'll kick your ass."
The Waiting Room
Kana, AKA Toga, was sitting alone in the room. Nobody had come by, except for a nice old man. He seemed to be a janitor, and he didn't question her being there. Now, as she watched Peter stare down his opponent on the TV, she had only one though on her mind.
"Should I ask him on a date after this?"
The Arena
It would be a severe understatement to say Peter looked bad. The sports festival had not been kind to his clothes. Between blitzing through the robot foot, getting blown up, burned, frozen, punched, electrocuted, and everything else, his clothes had been all but totally annihilated.
His shirt was completely gone, revealing his ridiculously toned upper body. He tried his best to ignore the stares he knew he was getting. Peter could practically feel the eyes of half the women in the coliseum digging into him.
His pants had been totally burnt off below the knees, making them look like shorts. Even then, they were torn and ripped open in multiple places. His hair was a spiky mess after all it had endured, and because his healing factor hadn't had much time to take effect. He was still covered in large gashes, deep bruises, and still-bleeding cuts.
To put it simply, he looked like a Dragon Ball Z character at the end of a battle arc.
Peter was offered new clothes of course, but he rejected the offer. It was unnecessary after all. Bakugo stared down at him like he was trash, as if having a destroyed outfit made him a less worthy opponent. How wrong he was. Besides, Peter had figured out a new strategy to try out.
"IT'S FINALLY TIME FOLKS! THE MATCH YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR! ON ONE SIDE, WE HAVE THE BLONDE BERSERKER WHO LITERALLY BLEW HIS WAY TO THE TOP, KATSUKI BAKUGO!"
Bakugo looked proud of his intro, while Peter looked up to the announcer's booth in shock.
"Did...did he just make a sex joke out of Bakugo's intro?"
"AND ON THE OTHER SIDE, A MAN WHO NEEDS NO INTRODUCTION! I KNOW HIM, YOU KNOW HIM, WE ALL KNOW HIM! HE'LL SURELY BE REMEMBER FOR A LONG TIME COMING, THE MAN, THE MYTH, THE LEGEND, THE SPIDER-MAN!"
The second Present Mic stopped talking, the entire arena erupted into cheers. Most of it was just empty noise, but Peter was sure he could hear some people cheering "SPIDER-MAN, SPIDER-MAN!"
It was a good feeling. He loved knowing that people loved him. He knew that people back home loved him, of course, but it was different when you actually saw that love in person. He hadn't felt this good since all of New York stood up for him when he fought Green Goblin.
It was nice to know that even when the people of this world originally saw him as a criminal, they loved him now.
Then Peter frowned. He remembered the promise he made to the villains, his friends. Would there be a time he would have to lose that love for them?
Peter shook his head. Even if he did, it wouldn't matter. He'd do it gladly, no matter what.
"Are both contestants ready to begin?" Both boys nodded at Midnight. "Well then, the final match of the sports festival can now...BEGIN!"
Bakugo wasted no time. He threw up both his arms and released 2 huge explosions. Peter backflipped away, the explosions reaching the end of their range just in front of him. He heard Bakugo growling and flipped away again, narrowly avoiding an explosion to the face.
This continued a few more times, with Bakugo creating explosions that Peter barely dodged. Every time Peter avoided an explosion, Bakugo growled even more. Now, Peter was backed to the very edge of the arena. Bakugo swept his arm to the side, pushing his way through the smoke cloud he had made. The smile on his face looked like the grin of a devil.
"Good, that means he hasn't figured it out." Peter grinned a little bit before tensing his legs. Bakugo raises his right arm, thinking he had won. Just before he could blow up his opponent, Peter jumped up and over him, webbing Bakugo's hand and pulling it into his chest. Just like with the training exercise, the blonde blew himself up.
Of course, this explosion was much larger. Unable to stand his ground this time, the boy was launched backwards, flying across the arena at a breakneck pace. When he finally stopped, he angrily smashed his fist into the ground before standing up. Peter had pulled his fist into the exact spot Mina had acid slapped him. With an explosion on top of that, it had to hurt like crazy.
On top of that, Bakugo's shirt was now partially destroyed, like Peter's. It was only kept on his body by a few loose threads. But, those also broke away when Bakugo began to move. Huffing in annoyance, Bakugo yanked off what was left of his shirt and threw it to the side dramatically, like a wrestler tossing his cape.
Both boys were now shirtless, but Bakugo still had the bottom half of his pants. He stared down the American with murder in his eyes, sparks crackling from his hands. Peter only smiled back at him. It wasn't even a malicious smile. He looked genuinely happy, like this was just a game to him.
"You...are you even taking this seriously?! ANSWER ME YOU BASTARD!" Bakugo had apparently lost whatever grip on reality he still had. Both arms raised, he unleashed 2 massive explosions, both of them dwarfing his gauntlet blasts. Peter stared wide-eyed at the explosion approaching him before springing into action.
He grabbed Midnight, tossed her onto his back, and told her to hold on tight. He shot a web onto the coliseum ceiling and swung away. He figured out in the last match that he would never be called out for leaving the arena as long as he didn't touch the ground, which meant he could web swing around as much as he wanted to.
However, it was easier said than done. It wasn't that outrunning an explosion was hard, he did that pretty much every other day. It wasn't that Midnight was heavy, Peter could easily lift the Hulk over his head. No, the problem was her attire.
Midnight's "costume," if it could even be called that, was basically just a set of tights stretched apart so they were extremely thin. This meant there was very little between his back and her...assets. Still, it was this or leave her in the explosion cloud. Peter liked to think he made the right choice.
Swinging up and around the arena a few times, he heard Midnight yelp in surprise a few times before touching down on the arena behind Bakugo.
"Maybe back up a little this time." Peter kindly advised as he set Midnight down. The stares were even worse now. It wasn't just the women staring at him, now the men in the audience all shot him jealous looks. He didn't know it, but there was a certain purple midget crying tears of blood in his bedroom.
Bakugo looked furious that his explosion had been avoided.
"DAMN YOU! HOLD STILL AND DIE!"
Peter dodged out of the way of an explosion, slightly burning his chest as he did so.
"Jesus dude, you really want to talk like that? You're on TV you know?"
"SHUT UP!"
Bakugo had been steadily moving closer, giving Peter less and less time to dodge out of the way. Now they were barely 10 meters apart. Bakugo shot Peter a murderous glare before releasing another huge explosion at practically point blank range. Peter couldn't dodge, so he tanked it.
Smashing one foot deep into the ground, Peter crossed his arms in front of his face, and waited for the explosion to hit him. It was like being thrown into an oven. There was a burning sensation all over his body. Thankfully, what was left of his pants, er, "shorts," didn't catch on fire. Still, it wasn't anything Peter couldn't handle. He had taken missiles to the face after all.
Honestly, that was why he didn't feel too threatened. He could still be electrocuted, still have his body crippled, still be frozen, and still be burned, so his other opponents could have potentially proposed a challenge. Bakugo, though, wasn't the same. Explosions really didn't do anything to Peter, especially if they were just the explosion, with no assistance from the impact of a missile or shrapnel from a grenade.
If Peter was being honest with himself, there was a good chance Bakugo was the least dangerous of the people he had fought today.
When the burning feeling went away, Peter opened his eyes, uncrossed his arms, and pulled his foot out of the arena. Bakugo, unsurprisingly, didn't look shocked, just pissed. Before he could release another attack, Peter swung away. He looped around the arena a few times before swing-kicking Bakugo. It was then that the blonde made his mistake.
He released a few small explosions from his hands, flying into the air to face Peter.
"IT'S A DOG FIGHT FOLKS! THIS FIGHT HAS TAKEN TO THE AIR!" Present Mic excitedly yelled.
Peter only smiled.
"Hey Bakugo," Peter attached a web line to the blonde's chest, pulling him closer. "Did you know I fight better in the air than I do on the ground?"
Peter swung his fist, clocking Bakugo with a left hook. He then kicked him in the stomach before grabbing his arm and twisting it behind Bakugo's back. His arm restrained, Bakugo was unable to defend himself while Peter continued to beat his ass in mid-air.
"Grr...DAMN YOU!" Throwing away his ability to think logically, Bakugo pulled a kamikaze. With the arm that was twisted behind him, he blew up both himself and Peter, injuring both of them. Refusing to let up, he grabbed Peter and held him tight before spinning towards the ground.
He held Peter with just his arms while his palms remained free, creating explosions to keep them spinning. It was similar to his Howitzer Impact, but different. And leave it to Bakugo to name his moves on the fly.
"ARTILLERY SHELL CRASH!" He screamed as they got closer to the ground. He had caught Peter in a sort of exploding piledriver. This could end a few ways, but only one thing was guaranteed. This was going to hurt a lot for both of them.
Cementoss felt like crying as he watched them come closer. Another repair job was coming soon.
"I really hate my quirk." He cried silently.
"You know something? You're like, really, really sweaty man." Peter complained while smiling at Bakugo. He was confident he could survive this no problem, the question was, could Bakugo?
There was no time to wonder. They hit the ground, Peter landing first. Once he touched the ground, Bakugo released the massive explosion he had been charging up. The following explosion dwarfed the one that came before it. Todoroki's was big, but Bakugo's was bigger.
The entire arena went up in flames, and the audience could feel a wave of force crash into them. Ash rained down, and a charred smell filled the air.
"God damn it Peter. Why is it every time you fight, somebody drops out of the sky?" Aizawa groaned.
Unlike the last few times, there was no wait before the contestants snapped out of their daze. Peter was too tough to be taken out by an attack like that, though he was very dazed, and Bakugo was too stubborn to quit. They both climbed to their feet, neither of them looking better than the other. They were both clearly only able to stay on their feet through sheer willpower.
Now, Bakugo's pants were in the same state as Peter's, and both of them were covered in injuries. Their hair was even crazier now, and they were so tired that every breath they took was a heaving gasp. It was then that Bakugo screamed angrily. He didn't even make words, he was just pissed off that his attack did nothing serious.
"Okay, I'm not the only one who sees it, right?" Kirishima whispered to Mina. "I mean, between the injuries, the clothes, the hair, and now Bakugo screaming, it's just too close to not see anything."
"Yeah, I see it too. And it's awesome." Mina brought out her phone to record even though she could always just watch the replays whenever she wanted. She, along with every other student, was getting a flashback to the times in their lives when they tried to throw a kamehameha.
"So, got any other references you want to help me with, or are we done for the day. I mean don't get me wrong, I can think of an epic Naruto reference we can do, but I think it's getting old at this point." Peter cluelessly broke the fourth wall in his attempt to quip at Bakugo. Little did he know the references really were getting old, yet the author didn't care at all.
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" Bakugo's arms were screaming at him to stop, but he didn't care. Nothing else mattered but making the American pay. Peter shrugged before running forward.
Bakugo cocked his left arm back, his palm glowing as he prepared to release an explosion. Peter cocked his right arm back, ready to punch him out.
Snipe sighed deeply. "Are they going to do what I think they're going to do?"
All Might chuckled slightly. "Yes. Yes, I believe they are."
The boys both ran at each other, one glaring and screaming, the other smiling and remaining silent. Their fists crossed, before colliding directly with each other. Both their arms jerked back, but neither of them cared, bringing their other arms around to do the same.
Time after time, their fists collided, sending both their arms flying back every time. Bakugo could feel his bones breaking from Peter's strength, and Peter could feel his skin burning off from Bakugo's explosions. Still, they continued until something broke their stalemate.
For once, their attacks didn't meet. Peter's left arm crossed with Bakugo's right, both of them forcing into each other. Growling, Bakugo raised his left arm and threw an exploding punch at Peter's face, which smashed directly into the American's cheek.
Peter didn't back off. Hell, he barely even flinched. He stared Bakugo dead in the eyes while the blonde just stared in shock, his fist still buried in Peter's cheek while Peter himself barely even reacted.
Peter raised his free right arm and curled it into a fist. Swinging his arm back, he thrusted it straight forward, smashing Bakugo's nose with a fierce right straight. The blond flew away, yelling in pain.
But pain did nothing to him. He didn't care about it. Bakugo blew himself forward to avoid the edge of the arena.
"That's it. You want to keep going? Fine. I'll give you this. It was actually difficult to fight you. You have my respect Ameri...Peter." Peter stared in surprise at the murderous blonde. "Now, just do me a favor...AND JUST FUCKING DIE!"
His anger back with a vengeance, Bakugo prepared himself. His pain tolerance was high, but even he had his limits. His arms were exploding from the inside at this point. Either he ended it with this attack, or he would go home a loser.
The following attack was even bigger than the Artillery Shell Crash. The explosion was so tall it nearly reached the top of the coliseum, and so large that it crashed into the wall in front of him. Those occupying that side of the arena dove for cover behind their seats.
For a solid minute, a smoke cloud blanketed the arena. When it finally went away, Bakugo was still standing, while Peter was...gone?
"Um...Wh-where's Peter!? WAS KATSUKI BAKUGO'S ATTACK SO POWERFUL HE COMPLETELY DISINTEGRATED HIS OPPONENT?!" Present Mic sounded like he was caught between being excited and concerned.
It was true, Peter was gone. There was no trace of him anywhere. No body, no shadow, no noise. Just Bakugo standing alone on the destroyed arena.
The Bar With No Name
The bar was in a state of total silence while the furious villains sent death glares at the TV.
"Did the blonde motherfucker just kill Peter!?" Magne growled.
"I'm gonna kill him. I'm gonna fucking kill that little son of a bitch." Dabi stood up and started walking towards the door.
"Wait, get back here. Look at that." Spinner pointed at the screen. Hearing the loud cheers coming from it, Dabi turned around and was amazed by what he saw.
"How the hell...he's not human." Dabi breathed out in utter amazement.
The Waiting Room
Tog felt a lot of things. Anger, sadness, loneliness, despair, and murderous rage. She didn't care if she got caught. She wanted to walk onto that arena and kill the blond boy in front of everybody. She was about to leave and do just that when a thought crossed her mind.
"...Would Peter like that? Would he want me killing somebody over this? Would that...would that make him happy...or would he be disappointed?"
Toga slumped in her seat before she realized something. 2 weeks ago, she would never even consider it. She would already be sprinting through the halls to kill the student on-screen. Now though, not only was she letting him live, she was considering it because of how it would make somebody feel.
"...What's happening to me?" She asked herself shakily.
She heard a crash and loud cheering coming from the TV, which caught her attention. When she saw what happened, she jumped from her seat and gasped in amazement. Apparently, she had started crying at some point, but she barely even noticed. Toga sprinted towards the door, crashing into it to force it open before taking off down the hallway.
2 Minutes Ago
Peter knew a huge attack was coming but he wasn't sure he could avoid it. Looking around desperately for a solution, he got an idea when he saw a familiar indent. It was the thin hole he created when he smashed his foot into the arena.
Scanning around, he webbed a large chunk of rubble and pulled it to his hand before smashing his fist into the ground, holding the rubble above his head as he did so. He did all this a mere second before the explosion crashed over his head.
A minute passed, and all the audience saw was an empty arena. No sign of Peter. Only 4 people caught onto what had happened. Nezu, who was too smart to be fooled, Tsukauchi, who had deduced several possibilities, and All Might and Aizawa, who praised their student for his tactic.
Bakugo began panicking, thinking he had just killed somebody on national TV. How could he explain his way out of that? There were literally billions of witnesses!
He was so distraught, he didn't even notice the sound of cement breaking apart underneath him. He finally looked down when the ground right in front of him shattered and Peter leaped out of it, roughly uppercutting him as he emerged from the ground.
The crowd was silent, expecting a victory cheer or maybe a taunt. Instead, they heard this.
"BOOM! I TOLD YOU I COULD MAKE A NARUTO REFERENCE!" Peter announced happily as his fist collided with Bakugo's jaw, instantly knocking him out and sending him flying out of the arena.
Not a single person in the entire coliseum remained in their seat after that. Everybody leapt from their chairs and began clapping and cheering. Even Aizawa stood up and lightly clapped, smiling at his student despite being annoyed that he was still making jokes. Peter smiled up at all of them, waving to the crowd happily.
"Wait, what happened?" Snipe turned to Nezu, obviously confused.
"You see, it all started with the explosion. Mr. Parker smashed into the ground to create an exit point and used the large piece of rubble to cover the hole. Then he simply broke the ground in front of him until he was directly underneath Mr. Bakugo. Covering his exit allowed him to take his opponent by surprise, a simple yet effective strategy."
"THAT'S MY BRO! THE MANLIEST MAN AROUND!" Kirishima cheered louder than anybody else, earning him a smile and a wave from Peter.
It took 5 minutes to prepare everything. Cementoss had to fix the stage, Peter repeatedly slapped Bakugo in the face until he woke up, and both Momo and Todoroki, the 3rd place contestants, were brought below the stage. The 5 students gathered, they were instructed simply to wait on 3 raised pedestals.
Peter stared nervously at Bakugo. Neither of them had changed out of their destroyed clothes and they were both still covered in injuries. What concerned him was that Bakugo wasn't doing anything. He was always screaming, raging, or insulting somebody. Now, he was quiet. He didn't look depressed, or angry, he was just silent.
"You okay man?"
In truth, Bakugo was furious. He was supposed to take the first place, only for it to be taken from him like this. He was angrier than he could remember ever being, even more so than when he found out that damn Deku had lied about having a quirk. But one thing kept him from raging out.
He hadn't lied before. He respected Peter for the same reason he respected All Might. They were both strong, and as far as he knew, neither of them had ever lost. Despite every cell in his body screaming at him to hate the American, Bakugo couldn't help but respect him.
Don't get any ideas, he still had no plans to become friends with the boy. But, just this once, maybe he could be nicer to him.
"...I'm fine." He responded with a nod. There was no kindness in his voice, but also no anger. Peter had heard many voices like that before, and he knew what they meant. Instead of pressing for answers, he just smiled at his classmate.
"Congratulations Peter. You did very well." Momo politely bowed to her classmate.
"Thanks Momo. It's uh, it's nice to be here."
"Is something wrong Peter? You don't sound all there."
"No, no, I'm fine. It's just...there are some people who I would've liked to see here. But, I understand why they aren't here. It's not really their choice. I'm sure they would come if they could."
Momo and Todoroki shared a concerned look before the 5 of them felt a jerk underneath them as the platforms they were standing on began to raise. They could hear somebody yelling above them, but they couldn't make out the words thanks to the ground dividing them.
"...-THER ADO, PLEASE WELCOME YOUR TOP SPOT WINNERS!"
The ground opened up and the platform Peter and the others were standing on raised through it, stopping at different levels to show their position.
"THESE 5 STUDENTS HAVE DONE THEIR BEST TO PROVE THEY'RE THE BEST! THEY DESERVE TO BE RECOGNIZED FOR THIS, AND WHO BETTER TO DO SO THAN THE SYMBOL OF PEACE HIMSELF?!"
Peter heard a familiar booming laugh and looked up to see All Might leaping off the coliseum. As he landed in front of them, he began to speak, only to be interrupted by Midnight, who clasped her hands in apology. Peter chuckled a little at the scene.
All Might was handed an ornate square tray with 2 bronze medals resting in it.
"Young Todoroki, young Yaoyorozu, you both performed remarkably. You should not let your defeats bring you down. Know that you gave an impressive display, one that I am sure touched many of those here. You deserve to be recognized for what you have done this day. I am proud of you." He said as he placed the medals over their heads.
"Thank you sir." Momo bowed politely.
"I won't lose next time." Todoroki replied coldly.
AllMight chuckled before walking to Bakugo and being handed a tray with a silver medal in it.
"Young Bakugo, you did a wonderful job. Your performance could put many pro heroes to shame. I'm sure you'll be a splendid hero when you finish your training. Be proud of yourself, and know that I am proud of you." All Might tried to place the medal on Bakugo's head when the blond boy grabbed the medal from his hands instead.
"...Thanks, I guess." he muttered. All Might made a note about how he seemed more docile than usual. Perhaps the defeat really had helped him somehow.
Finally , he turned his attention to Peter.
"And you. You've done it my boy, just like you said you would. You achieved what nobody, not even myself, has been able to accomplish in all the history of UA. You took first place in every single event. Truly, Young Parker, you have shown yourself to be an exemplary student of UA. You will be a great hero somed-"
All Might stopped mid-sentence, confusing Peter.
"...My mistake my boy. Not someday. You are a great hero. You always have been, and I know you will continue to be. I...I know it might not be exactly what you wanted, but please know that I am proud, not only of your performance, but I am proud to call you my student Young Par...Spider-Man."
All Might actually hugged Peter for a few seconds before breaking away and placing the gold medal over his head. Peter wasn't sure what to say, so he just let his brain run on autopilot.
"Thank you sir. I'm happy that I...that...I..." Peter trailed off, staring in horror at something behind All Might. There, in one of the tunnels leading to the arena, was Toga, out of breath but still in disguise. All Might noticed his pause and followed his gaze to the girl. He was confused for a second before a look of understanding crossed his face.
"Ah, I see. One moment Young Parker." All Might sped off, appearing in front of the girl and scaring her.
Peter watched in shock before All Might returned about 20 seconds later, carrying Toga with him. The large man set her down on the next to Peter on the same pedestal as him.
"It would seem there are a few things you still haven't told us Young Parker." All Might said, clearly trying to tease Peter based on his tone. Peter only stared in shock at the girl next to him, trying hard to find something to say.
"I, I- uh, how, wh-who, you...wha…" He stuttered hopelessly. The girl only laughed before grabbing one of his largest cuts and pinching it hard, making him yelp in pain.
"Don't scare me like that, got it?" She said seriously before smiling gently at him.
Momo turned to Todoroki, subtly whispering to him.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"If you're thinking 'girlfriend,' then yes."
"Yup. I'm guessing we've got the same idea?"
Todoroki was silent for a few seconds before giving a small smile.
"Absolutely. I'll get her, you get Peter."
All the cameras and drones in the coliseum swarmed Peter as soon as Toga was brought up to him. People were talking all throughout the audience.
"Who is that?" Sero asked curiously.
"Not sure. Maybe it's somebody who doesn't go to our school." Kaminari shrugged.
"Oh boys, you're so clueless." Tooru teased both of them, confusing the boys.
With the drones and audience focusing on Peter, nobody noticed Momo creeping closer to him or Todoroki forming a small ice flow which looped around to Toga. Well, All Might did, but he said nothing, having a feeling about where this was going.
As one, Momo and Todoroki acted. The black-haired girl gently pushed Peter from behind while Todoroki's ice pushed into Toga, forcing the two of them together.
Silence for one second.
Silence for two seconds.
Silence for- Oh wait, they already blew up. Never mind.
Peter and Toga had pulled a NaruSuke, accidentally kissing each other in front of the cameras. Both of them looked shocked, their faces entirely red while the two 3rd place scorers smirked and high-fived each other.
The audience once again cheered while All Might laughed heartily at the scene before him. Peter refused to look at Toga, his face bright red as he stared at his feet. Toga's face was also red, but she was smiling and continued to look in Peter's direction.
"I KNEW IT!" Tooru whooped happily, drawing the attention of all the guys in class 1A.
"Wait, you did?" Kaminari asked cluelessly.
"You didn't?" Mina questioned.
"God, guys are dense." Jiro facepalmed at his stupidity.
The Bar With No Name
"WHO THE HELL IS THAT SLUT!?" Spinner shouted angrily.
Nearly everybody in the room was pissed off, save for Kurogiri and Magne, who knew who the "slut" really was. The two of them were both trying and failing to keep themselves from laughing. Magne received incredulous glances from the other league members.
"What the fuck are you laughing about?" Shigaraki growled. Magne fought off her laughter long enough to respond.
"Pet-Peter will explain when he gets back." She forced out before returning to laughing violently.
Well, at this point, what can't I rip off? I've done Civil War, Naruto, and now Dragon Ball. I wonder what I'll rip off next.
Well, that's it then. The sports festival has ended, and Peter and Toga have got some issues to work out. Plus, they get to have a fun conversation with the L.O.V. when they get back. Plus, it's time for them to start their internships. I'd ask you to guess who Peter will intern with, but let's face it, we all know who it'll be.
Thanks for reading, and remember to leave a review.
Aren signing off.