GRIEVOUS

Facing down an army of battle droids, Izuku consulted the internet for the best possible method of dealing with clankers. The internet said lightsabers and acrobatics. Seconds later, Izuku grabbed a lightsaber out of his chest and did a double front-flip into the middle of the droid army's ranks.

Up in the viewing deck, Cementoss asked, "Is that a lightsaber?"

"What? Inko made one too? I have to see this!" Power Loader struggled against the capture scarf pinning his arms to his sides.

Aizawa scowled over the electric kettle and said, "You're on time out for saying the t-word."

"Come on, please? I'll make sure the robots don't do anything too dangerous."

"They'll be fine, now sit down."

At that moment, Mineta flew into the window. As Mineta slid down, ogling Midnight before he fell off, Aizawa released Power Loader. "Fine, but you better-"

Maijima leapt to the window and said, "Yes! This is everything I ever wanted!"

Aizawa sighed and went back to the tea.

As Izuku hacked his way through the droids, Iida crashed through their ranks and kicked their heads off. Izuku observed the carnage he made and said, "That appears far more efficient than lightsabers."

The droid army, in full disarray, said, "What do we do?"

The tactician droid smugly laughed and said, "Fret not, puny droid. I have the perfect plan. It's-"

A lightsaber speared the tactician droid from behind. As XV-287 held the dying tactician droid, it whispered, "Hit it until it dies…"

As the tactician gasped and shut off, the droid shouted, "You heard him! Group up and hit it until it dies!"

The clumps of droids fell like wheat with each swing of the lightsaber, and blasters made for poor melee weapons. As the survivors ran away, a shuddering cough stopped them. Four lightsabers sprang to life as General Grievous stalked forward.

Iida backed away, and Izuku blinked at the new arrival. His mother taught him exactly how to respond. In the voice of an actor two centuries dead, Izuku said, "Hello there."

From the viewing deck, Maijima shouted, "Yes! It's everything I imagined! Come on, Grievous, I programmed your lines."

General Grievous coughed again and said, "Your lightsabers will make a fine addition to my collection."

"No!" Power Loader shouted. "Wrong line!"

Izuku cocked his head and said, "General Grievous… you're shorter than I expected."

"It's all wrong!"

As General Grievous spun its blades, Izuku charged up his arm cannon. The shot passed perfectly through the swirling blades and burned a hole through its chest. As Grievous fell, Izuku said, "So uncivilized."

"Well, that was anticlimactic," Maijima said. "Good thing I made more."

At that moment, dozens of Grievouses swarmed around Izuku. As Izuku charged another shot, some Grievouses stabbed each other, some coughed and fell over, and one lopped off its own head as its lightsabers spun.

Maijima shook his head at the fallen Grievous robots and said, "Still have a lot of bugs to work out."