Chapter 5

Snakes Soiled

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After helping Lancer fill up his former canvas prison with miniature sugar frosted hims, Izuku and his blue partner said their goodbyes to the four adults and began to scale down the rusted steps. As they did so, Izuku could see clear as day that the sun was rising, greeting them with a clear blue view of the city's skyline. Once down its steps, Izuku told the boy they needed to hurry as he could tell by the Dealmaker's clock that the school had already opened. The spade cheerfully nodded as they crossed the street, and with a skip and a stroll, they soon arrived at Izuku's academia, Aldera Junior High.

As they stood in front of the academy, Izuku scanned the greenery that flanked the school, smiling to himself when he saw a familiar yellow color sticking out of the green bush. His smile shone even more when he reached into the shrub and pulled out his trusty plump backpack.

"Wow! Lancer look!" exclaimed Izuku out loud, looking right at Spamton's digital avatar. "I left my backpack in this bush, and it was still there! What a miracle, right!"

"Bzt, [[Now Listening To Incoherent Rambling Radio 85.8]]" buzzed a dissatisfied Spamton, his long nosed avatar rolling his eyes.

"Yeah it sure is! Especially when you say it so sarcastically!" grinned Lancer with a giddy smile.

"Ha, you're right Lancer!" grinned Izuku right back, rubbing his head affectionately. "Come on, I'll show where I'm set up," he said as he opened the front doors for Lancer to enter.

The boy waddled in with Izuku entering after him, scanning the area for how bad the traffic was. The teen gave a thankful sigh of relief. Judging by how sparse the crowds were, it seemed they still made it with good time despite their tardiness. Glancing behind him however, Izuku saw more students walking their way, quickly realizing that they had at best a few minutes before it got to the inevitable shoulder to shoulder.

"Oh! Oh! Seaweed Boy! Seaweed Boy! Is that one yours!? Pretty please tell me it's yours!" begged Lancer, pointing to the closest one table to them, one which had two familiar pink and yellow arrows pointing to the table.

"Uhm, yeah…" muttered Izuku, scratching the back of his head bashfully. "I know it's probably embarrassing to have something pointing to you like that, but we can…"

"Are you kidding! That's so cool!" applauded Lancer as he frolicked over to the table. "I feel like I'm on a highway billboard! The place where all the famous people slap their average mugs on!" chirped the boy as he stuck out his tongue.

"OW [[Stop It Hurts]]! WHAT'S THAT KIDDO!" blared the Dealmakers like a megaphone. "I THINK THAT'S THE [[Beatiful Ocean Breeze]] OF SPAMTON G. SPAMTON WINNING IT BIG! [[Check It Ouuut!]]" gloated Spamton into ear.

Izuku suppressed a groan, deciding to just roll his eyes for the Salesman as he stepped behind the table with Lancer. "Well, that's a relief," he said, ignoring the annoying ringing in his ears. "I'm glad you like it at least Lancer, I'm sure other people will as well. Here, let's start setting up your Lancer Cookies before someone-"

"Izuuuuku!" cooed a familiar voice, that made him jump while simultaneously wanting to break the table with his fist.

"How does she keep sneaking up on me!?" he mentally yelped, before turning to the voice with as truthful of a smile that he could prop up as Machigai (still in the hoodie from yesterday) and her monstrously large multi-headed friend came over to his table. "Well well, if it isn't my previous client Machigai and long time acquaintance Clover. Listen, me and my friend here were just starting to set up for the day, but I can always leave time to help two customers with a purchase," he simpered through a toothed smile.

However, she didn't seem to be in the mood for his platitudes. "Well, while I am here to buy something, that isn't exactly the main reason for why I came to you," she pouted, a slight blush on her cheeks as she twirled her blonde hair around her finger. "Me and Clover walked around this entire damn school and I haven't found my cherry flavored sweetheart anywhere, have you seen Bakugo today?"

The question made him drop his tense smile. "No, I kind of just assumed he was here. I haven't exactly looked as hard as you have. "

"Well that doesn't help at all! I was going to show him the hoodie you gave me yesterday!" she fumed, losing her cool as she stomped the ground. "He wouldn't even look at it last time, that meanie!"

"Hey cheer up girl friend!"
"Shut up! I'd be mad too!"
"Sorry for bothering you Izuku…"

"It's okay really!" he reassured one of the heads of Clover with waving hands.

"Bakugo?" asked Lancer confused.

"Oh yeah! I forgot to tell you about him," smiled Izuku. "Well to put it simply, Kachan is someone I grew up with all the way back in elementary school. We've kinda been on and off friendship wise, but right now he's a big name at this school. A lot of people look up to him, for better or for worse..." he explained, feeling embarrassed at the end over how badly people worshiped him. Izuku didn't notice Machigai giving him murderous side eye.

"Oooooooooooooooh. I get it now, that's so cool! I was wondering who was snarling in all those posters!" said the spade as he pointed to one of the many viscous looking posters of Kachan.

"Haha, I know right, pretty cool," laughed Izuku light heartedly. "I hope I didn't just send him down the wrong path."

"Ahem," coughed Machigai, drawing the boy's attention back to her. "If you don't know where, 'Kachan' is, I guess I should explain my other reason for coming here," she frowned, stepping back as she motioned to Clover.

Izuku had seen Clover plenty of times in his life. It wasn't like they talked very often to one another, but she was one of the few people along with Kachan who had been with him since elementary school. As such, he was used to her literal split personality and how hard her mutation quirk made her life. Ever since her growth spurt hit, she's not only as tall as a fire truck, but also as wide as a lunch table while still being plenty long. Not many items were made for mutant types like her…

"Hi Izuku! We like your shirts!"
"But since we're triplets! Nobody has a shirt that works!"
"Do you, uhm, have something that'll work?"

Izuku gleamed, as the 'Deal' button popped back up for him. "Well ladies, it may be true that for someone of your… mutation, I don't have a shirt that fits your size. But that doesn't mean…!" He reached behind him and pulled out a spool and needle out of his backpack. "I can't just stitch you one right on the spot!" grinned Izuku with an award winning smile.

*Mercy +50%*

"Wha! My mind's blown!"
"Ha! Probably going to scalp us!"
"W-wait, do we have to pay for three shirts?"

His smile grew wider as he gave them a thumbs down. "Not right! I know you can't help who you are. So instead of paying for each head-!" he struck a pose, "You only have to pay double for triple the head!"

*Mercy +50%*!

"T-thats, I'm at a loss here…"
"No ones ever done that before…"
"That's so nice, thank you Izuku :)"

"No thank you! It'd be my pleasure," nodded Izuku, wrapping up another successful deal.

*DEAL CLO-!*

"Wait!" interrupted Lancer, stopping everyone in their tracks. "Uh, would you also like a cookie?" smiled Lancer brightly, taking out a cookie to show her. "All proceeds go to burning-"

"Guns! All proceeds go to burning guns! It's a, uhhhh, v-very good cause, right!?" pitched Izuku, quivering with nervousness.

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"..."

"Yeah of course! Guns bad!"
"Hey a fire's a fire!"
"Is burning really the best way?" chimed the heads, one of them reaching back to grab their purse. "How much is it?" asked the most reasonable of the Clover trio.

"1,560 Yen!" chimed Izuku.

"Pretty expensive for a cookie…" muttered another one of the Clover heads.

Yet all the same, Clover handed over the bills and coins to Lancer, his eyes shining at the sheer amount he was holding and, "Oh kami he's making 'that' face again!"

"Ho ho ho, here you go Clownette. One sweet treat comin right at cha!" laughed Lancer in an overly manly voice, throwing his cookie like a frisbee right into one of the three receiving heads.

Only to get intercepted by a fourth head whizzing by! The slender mouth it belonged to rolling on the ground like a tire before skidding to a stop.

"Who!
"The hell!
"Stole my cookie!" snarled all the enraged heads of Clover as she, Izuku and Lancer looked at the mysterious player.

It was…

"Like Yoooooooo! Did you see that my dudes! I totally caught that cookie mid air bruh!" wiggled the kool aid green serpent. Izuku thought he looked familiar and instinctively used 'Check' on him.

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*Sports Jockington- AT 2 DF 5
* HP 100%_ Mercy 0%
*Quirk- Snake… maybe, Cool?
*A gym bro with no arms, so he invested in legs! Too bad he doesn't have those either!
*Somehow captain of the Cross Country team…
*Hates: Talking about his feelings and Deodorant
*Loves: Bullying, Saying bruh, and Young Chickens

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"Yo Brad! You have a totally wicked right arm! Sahaha, am I right lad or am I right lad!"

"You are right lad!" shouted Brad from across the hallway.

"Damn right I'm right lad!" grinned the snake with shades.

"Jockington!"
"Stole!"
"Cookie!" growled a furious Clover, all of them red in the face as they towered over the serpent, their heads moving like a hydra.

"Oh, you mean this cookie babe, bleh," he said as he stuck out his forked tongue to show the soggy cookie. "Well too bad Monsterzilla. As they say on the track, catchers keepers, nom," mocked the snake as he swallowed the cookie whole.

"NOOOOOO!" howled the combined heads of Clover. "No! No! No!" she cried, stomping up and down to cause the very ground to shake.

Yet somehow, Jockington got more green as he gagged on the swallowed cookie. "Ew, wtf is this man!" spat the snake bro. "Who made that turd of a passstry?!" hissed Jockington, his eyes going cold as he scanned the four people there.

Izuku felt his hair stand on end, taking the chance to look back at Lancer to make sure he was okay. He wished he didn't as he felt like his heart stabbed out. Gone was the cheerful ball of sunshine as he saw the small boy looking completely dejected by the comment rather than scared. Lancer kept his head downcast as slowly raised his hand, catching the snaked attention.

"You did thisss!? My mouth feelss like I ate acid! And not the fun kind! How much su-suger did you pour into this trash!?"

Lancer paused for a long moment, still looking at the floor before he whispered softly. "Is… is too much sugar a bad thing?" he asked genuinely.

Izuku readied himself as he saw Jockington's eyes behind his sunglasses, yellow and full of rage. "Why you little shit!" hissed the furious serpent, showing his speed as he slithered in a blur straight through Clover's legs and zipping right in front of the table in a flash. The jerk coiled himself in the next instant, allowing himself to clear the table and use his momentum to pounce after Lancer, fangs glimmering and ready to bite down on him. Lancer looked up in time to see the maw, but not in time to move out of the way.

"No!" roared Izuku, as he moved between the boy and the serpent, raising his hands to grab the large viper by the neck and hold him above his head. Izuku had to plant his feet firmly to the ground as the limbless creature writhed against his hold and a girl's grin fell. Jockington soon stopped wriggling in the teen's grasp as he opened his eyes to look at Izuku, as if surprised he was caught. "What are you doing?! He's just a kid!" Izuku yelled, glancing back to see the boy on the floor, holding his chest as if he was having a panic attack.

"Pant pant, I-izuku. Pant pant, are you okay?" breathed Lancer from the floor, his words slow as he struggled to catch his breath. Izuku looked back to the child, smiling at him before glaring back at the copperhead.

"Woah nice catch, quirkless boy," chortled the amused reptile, "Not many people can catch me once I go airborne. But tell me, what are you going to do now, huh? Tattle on me and, oh wait, that's all you can do, ha!" sneered the serpent. "And even if you do, we all know that brat fed me poison. So if you somehow slither those pigs onto your side, I'll just lie and wait till he's alone to have another bite. If you catch my drift," coldly replied the reptile, showing his fangs again to get his point across better.

Izuku scowled at him, trying to squeeze the jock tighter. "Oh yeah, that's the spot. Actually, not even! Like dude, do you honestly think your tiny little baby hands can squeeze me hard enough to crush my scales? Sahaha, in your dreams, but I guess you're already used to tha- h-huh, hey! Who the hell took my cap off?! That's like 40% of my clothes right there punk!" hissed Jockington, moving his head back just enough to see behind himself.

His slitted eyes went wide. "Crud..."

"Looking for this," I said, holding the extra's lame blue cap with a frown.

"Kachan! What are you doing here!?" asked Deku, giving me that starstruck smile that was practically seared into my mind.

"Listening for the most part, I got here later than usual." "Mostly cause of you. Should be beating you up next for giving me this headache nerd. Stayed up way too late."

"But first…"

"Hey come on Katsuki," I glared at him and if snakes could sweat, this extra would be making a pool. "R-right, Bakugo, this is all just a big misunderstanding," chuckled the living tube sock. "T-that kid, the little guy there behind the table, he fed me this cookie that w-was like poison man. Must've dumped a couple pounds of sugar in it, y-you know bro," he said in an attempt to crack a joke.

I moved my head to look behind Deku and saw some kid who looked more than a little too young to be at this school. "Is that Deku's cousin?" I wondered before turning back to this wannabe somebody. I got an idea and couldn't help but smirk at the mere thought of it. "Deku, hand me the tube sock."

It somehow felt nice when Deku smirked back, maybe he caught onto what he was doing? Whatever it was, the nerd handed me the snake with the same smile as mine. I grab the half evolved reptile from Deku, easily holding him up with one hand. "So… what's this I hear about you hunting a kid?" I ask, feeling my grin grow bigger as I feel his scales grow colder in my grasp.

"Pffft, hunting! Kids! Naaah hombre, you got it all wrong! Y-you must've heard me wrong! I may be a snake, but I wouldn't stoop so low!" I didn't even try to stop myself from laughing at this dumbass. "H-hey quit laughing at me!" hissed the living weed as he tried to wriggle free. "The hellss so funny!?"

I give the scumbag a light squeeze to make him sputter in pain. "Nothing nothing, nothing that I should be concerned about anyways, but for you… well, let me just show you," I say nonchalantly, digging through my pockets to grab my open phone. I show this excuse, the part of the video he said less than a few minutes earlier.

"So if you somehow slither those pigs onto your side, I'll just lie and wait till he's alone to have another bite. If you catch my drift," spoke the Jockington of the past, making the present one freak out and try again to wriggle free, again to no avail.

"You know, I'm hearing a rumor that a few high school teams in Tokyo are looking to recruit you. Pretty impressive for someone who's not even a senior. So, wouldn't it be a real shame if our school's facility showed them this video of you attempting to maim a kid."

"Fine!" shouted the shity reptile, defeated as he went limp in my grip. "Don't show them the video dude, I fucking need those scholarships or I'm cooked! I'll do whatever, please!"

I nod, letting the limbless punk fall to the ground with a thud. "That's what I like to hear. Listen good alright. All you gotta do is not hurt my friend and have some fucking decency. AKA, not biting kids," I glare as I hear footsteps running to the scene.

Unfortunately, it wasn't those excuses of teachers, just a musclehead crony of the serpent. "Yo dude, you okay?"

"Fuck no I'm not! Get me off the floor stat!" hissed the noodle as his fellow jock picked him up and tossed him over his shoulder. He looked fucking ridiculous as he looked up to me. "I agree with all those terms. I'm glad we could talk this out like equals man," grinned the garden snake, trying to look cool.

"Ha! (Absolutely not)," I whispered to the shithead as I shoved his lame hat back on his head. "But hey, at least you have some fucking backbone! Now get!"

*Ker-Chack!*

And with a sharp slap on Brad's ass, that ass of a jock took off down the hall, carrying his noisy luggage in tow. "Screw you two! I can't wait for you seniors to be gone! Then I'll be-" was all he got off before Jockington the snake was too far to be heard.

I sigh as I put my phone away. "God I can't wait to go to U.A so I don't have to see that fucking weed anymore. But now…" I turned back to Deku, finding him lifting the boy up off the ground. "You two okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine, well other than being a bit sweaty, " joked Deku sheepishly.

"Are you kidding Sea- I mean Izuku!" beamed the blue boy, "If you didn't stop him I would've had to start selling skeleton shaped cookies!"

"Oh please it was nothing."

"It wasn't nothing," I say without thinking. Deku turned to me surprised and I pushed those weird bugs in my stomach down. "The kid's right. If you hadn't grabbed him midair like that, I wouldn't be able to do jack shit except throw bandages on bite marks. So… nice catch. And learn to keep a fucking compliment nerd," I say with a wink, feeling those bugs in my stomach almost puke out as I saw that damned nerd smile back.

"Thanks, I guess there's no denying it now huh," said the dork awkwardly, pushing his funky looking glasses up as he took a deep breath. "I'm surprised you didn't do anything worse to Jockington. Think that was the right call?"

"Yeah, I didn't need to do anything really. They got that covered for me," I grinned, motioning to the mob of extras standing around mindlessly recording and taking pictures. "Alright, you had your fun! Everyone get the fuck out of here or I'll blow you all to kingdom come!" I snarled at them.

They weren't phased at all, they just clapped and cheered like always. "Woooo!" "We love you Bakugo!" "That's our brilliant star for yeah!" roared some of the crowd, thankfully dispersing to do whatever the hell extras do with their free time. There were just two people left other than the important ones. A trio of familiar face's, and a random extra giving him that irritating lovey dovey look that all these hussies had for him.

"Ahhh! Baku-Chan you did it! You saved the day!" cooed this weird girl, reaching out and hugging him out of nowhere. "Mmmm, I'm so proud of you dearie," she smiled sweetly.

"THE FUCKING BALLS THIS BITCH MUST HAVE!" "Ah sorry, do I know you?" I asked calmly, trying not to blow up figuratively or literally on her while at school.

I caught the girl's eyebrows furrowed for a moment before she smiled back at me, albeit a bit duller. "What are you talking about silly, hehe," she giggled cutely, lightly punching him.

"OH AND NOW SHE'S PUNCHING ME!"

"We sit next to each other… in every class. Machigai… Machigai Osaragi… any bells going off in there?" she urged, looking up to him with tear filled puppy dog eyes.

"Ah, yeah you do kinda look familiar," I said awkwardly as I did recall her face from a few of my classes.

"Oh wait this might be a good time for an icebreaker! Look at this hoodie!" she cheered as she leaped back, taking all the slack out of the fabric so he could see the familiar sight. "Isn't it cute! I thought of you right away you know!" she giggled.

"It's the same shirt I got yesterday…" I thought, completely blown away. "Hey, um Machigai,"

"Yes Baku-Chan!" she answered immediately, making me cringe again at that gross name of hers.

"You know, class is going to start soon. How about you go on ahead and tell me everything that's going on," I said, trying to put up a fake smile. "I'd uh, really appreciate it."

Her eyes lit up like stars. "Can do Baku-Chan!" she cheered, hugging him before she sprinted down the hall, pushing through anyone who got in her way.

I couldn't help but let out a thankful groan "She's so much. Clearly her quirk isn't fucking personal space," I grumble as I catch the trio of heads looking over me like a concerned puppy. "Hey Clover. "It's been a while hasn't it,"

"It sure has pal!"
"You were pretty cool! Put that bastard in his place!"
"Sorry, about Machigai… she's been extra for the past few weeks."

"Please it's fine, you don't have to take responsibility like that," I said, putting my hands in my pockets. "But yeah, to put it nicely, she's definitely… funky."

"Yoohoo! Trifecta!" shouts the kid, now thankfully being annoying again as he stood on the table. "Do you mind coming here?" he asked with a grin.

Clover looked at the kid before going back to me. "You don't need my damn approval," I shrugged. All of her heads smile as they turn towards the kid.

"Look, I know you're really sad about your cookie getting all gobbled up like that, so here!" he chirped, reaching down to grab three cookies. "I hope this makes up for it! I should've given you three before, it must suck when only one of you eats," he smiled, holding them out in his hands for her.

"Damn, this kid's too damn nice!" I almost say aloud as my eyes start to cloud a bit. "I'd never actually cry to this, but she definitely would," I smirk as I watch the fireworks go off.

"You're so sweet, Waaaaa!"
"Your, oh damn I think my words are stuck, sniff."
"Thank you. I wish we could've invited you to our party…"

She then bit, and swallowed each cookie at once…

"This is perfect! So chewy! So sweet!"
"I feel my teeth disintegrating, but in a good way!"
"I think it's only a bad thing…"

The kid spun around and struck a pose. "I'm glad you love it! The names Lancer! And also, of course I can come to your party! When is it Trifecta?"

"Nice to meet you Lancer!"
"Nah, you just missed kid."
"It was actually on the 3rd…"

"Aw man! Welp, I'll just go next time," cackled Lancer, turning to him next. "How about you Boom Boom Boy? Would you like to try one too?" asked Lancer with his blue tongue stuck out.

"No thanks kid," I say, shaking my head. "I'm more of a spicy kind of guy. Also," I say getting up close to him.

"Yes?"

"How about you give me a cooler nickname," I smirk, "Maybe something like, Super Explosive Boom Boom Man."

"Nope! I like Boom Boom Boy way more," he giggled.

"What! But that was a way better name than Boom Boom Boy!" I yell, grabbing him by the shoulders to shake him.

"Hahaha!" laughed a nerdy voice. Me and the kid look at Deku practically keeling over with laughter. "The hell are you laughing at Deku," I yelled, my hands already balled up.

"I'm not laughing at anyone," he says, catching his breath to look at me. "I'm just happy you two are getting along. It's really nice to see," he said while giving me that stupid smile of his. That smile that made my face of all places hot.

*Ring! Ring! Ring!*

"Huh?" I look down at my phone. "Well damn, we have five minutes left. I guess I was having fun, cause the time sure did fly by," I looked up from my phone to Deku and his strange little cousin. "Well it was nice to hang out, but I better get back to class now so I can go through everything again before the test. Probably half assed it since I was so tired." I looked at Deku confused, "Why does he look scared?"

Lancer raised his hand as he packed up his stuff. "Why are you raising your hand?" I ask with squinted eyes.

"Because isn't that what you do in school?" he asked, tilting his head in confusion.

"Hahaha!" I laugh, "Jee kid, you really need to get out more. That's only in a classroom with a teacher," I point my thumb at me with a grin. "You're free to ask whatever to me. Got that!?"

"How late did you stay up?"

"Oh," I say, fizzling out a bit. "I was thinking it'd be something a bit… more." "Well, it was practically midnight. I don't know how people stay up past eight cause I'm still beat from that," I shrugged.

"Hey! Same here Boom Boom Boy!"

"Super Explosive Boom Boom Man!" I yell back through gritted teeth.

"Boom Boom Boy, Boom Boom Boy, ho ho ho," he teased, "Ah, but you can thank my Uncle for me having such a great snooze cycle. Thanks to him I sleep like one of those moldy stone statues you see on churches," winked Lancer mischievously.

"Humph, you're Uncle's a smart man. Stick to it kid," I smirk, raising my hand as the kid gives me five.

*Clap!*

"Wait, no… we don't actually have a test? Right!?" asked a horrified Deku.

"Huh, you don't know about the test?" I blink at him, "Thought he was smarter than that."

"No! I was working all night on sewing!" panicked the nerd, hurriedly cleaning up all his stuff. Then just as suddenly a light went off in his glasses and he looked like he was thinking, giving a nod as if someone was talking to him. "Kachan," said the dork with a determined look, "Do you mind if I borrow your textbook? I couldn't fit mine in my backpack."

"Huh? Uh sure," I say, giving him a weird look as I reach back and grab the thick book from my bag. "You know you only have less than five minutes left before class starts, right?"

"I know that's plenty! Thank you!" he yelled, taking off to-.

"THE BATHROOM!? The hell is he going to do in there!? I'll fucking wring his neck out if he shits on my damn textbook!" I fume, feeling a vein tense on my forehead. I glance back at Lancer confused, "And where are you going kid? Don't tell me you actually go here?" I ask with curious concern.

"Well… we didn't exactly plan for that part…" mumbled the kid. "Oh wait, I know where to go," chirped Lancer, tugging his knapsack onto his back. "See yeah later Boom Boom Boy!" yelled the blue boy, as before he could say anything he was out the front doors.

So there I was, standing like a dumbass as extras walked by me on their way to class. "Well damn, hope he doesn't get kidnapped out there." I yawn, still feeling a bit sleepy. I shake my head and turn around to walk to my class, pulling out my phone to look at the time. "Damn, only two minutes. I better not be missing a review or something," I sigh as I try to get there as quickly as possible.

Then, out of nowhere, someone bumped into me. They were small enough that I ended up being the one that knocked them down. "Huh? Who the hell?" I start to say as I look down.

It was a tiny girl with pale blue skin splayed out on the ground who was thankfully still conscious. She hurriedly brushed the floor gunk out of her white silvery hair before lifting herself up before I was able to offer any help. "Sorry, sorry," she mumbled, looking sorry for herself as she adjusted her foggy glasses.

"It's okay, just watch where you're walking next time," I said, giving her a weird look as the petite girl used her tail to pick up her fallen books. I could faintly hear her muttering something before she ran somewhere else. "That was weird," I think to myself before I practically sprint the rest of the way to my class.

"Ah, there's our brilliant star," hummed our stupid teacher as he greeted me from the doorway. "Come in and I'll start the review," he says as he ushers me inside.

"Sure, just give it a few more minutes. Someone's still in the bathroom," I tell him, not even bothering to look at him as I walk past him. "You better hurry up Deku, you better not be taking a number two in there," I think to myself, smiling at my personal joke.

"Baku-Chan! I'm over here! Yoohoo!" yells that annoying girl, causing everyone to stare at the two of us.

"Why is she so excited?! Does she have a life!?"

After School: 5 P.M

And like any other day, just as the sun always rises and falls, another school day begins and ends. Once again does the school empty, and once again, does Izuku step outside after everyone. This time, with one more person he could call…

"Man, I can't wait for my day to be over," groaned Izuku, dragging his feet on the school's concrete. "How the heck do you stay so, yawn, happy all the time Lancer?"

"It's simple my grass headed pal," begins Lancer with a raised finger. "I simply just be happy!"

"No fair," whines Izuku, massaging his wrist. "My wrist still hurts from sewing all of Clover's shirts together. Her mom has to be a pro kniter or something to give her anything at all," grumbles Izuku as they step onto the sidewalk. "Welp, let's start bringing you back home," mumbles the teen as he turns towards the boy's house.

"No wait!"

"Huh," said Izuku with heavy eyes.

"I have a shortcut. We just have to walk by the beach!" smiled the spade, pointing in the opposite direction.

Izuku shook his head as he tried to wake up more. "What? But it's right over there?" he said as he pointed the way they came.

"Nope! I found a better way while you were drooling in school," he grabbed Izuku's hand, "Come on let's get going!" chirped Lancer, pulling him along.

"IZUKU? AREN'T YOU GOING TO [[Reject Email]]?" muttered the glasses.

Izuku shrugged as he was dragged to the only beach around.

*One Quick Walk Later…*

"Here we are Izuku!" announced Lancer as he presented Izuku to the trash infested beach.

"Lancer, why did you drag me all the way to this dump?" asked Izuku, starting to get annoyed at walking all the way down here.

Takoba Municipal Beach Park, although being a mouthful to say, was a place him and his class went to once for a field trip all the way back in elementary school. It'd been a long while since he laid eyes on it and seeing it full of garbage wasn't putting him in any better of a mood.

"Well, I was just…" stalled Lancer, not even looking at him as he leaned against the railing to scan for something in the dump.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!" shouted a stressed Izuku, walking over to Lancer. "There's no one even out there. Come on I need to bring you back in time before the store closes," he said reaching out for the boy.

"There he is! Look Izuku!" shouted the boy as he pointed to something. By the time Izuku looked, there was nothing but an empty patch of sand.

"Lancer, buddy, let's just calm down and-"

"Wait for me here Izuku, I'll be right back! I'm just going to ask him what he's up to," chirped Lancer as he stepped onto the railing.

"Lancer, wait!" shouted Izuku, already reaching to stop him from jumping. But he was too late as Lancer was already falling off the floodwalls, diving head first into the pile of trash below him. He bounced off the mound for a moment, but didn't miss a beat as he started to dig through the trash like a swimmer.

"WOW! YOU REALLY [[F#$KED]] THIS [[Follywood Interview]]!"

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" repeated Izuku, sprinting to the stairwell down. "Dammit Lancer, don't you know I'm responsible for you," muttered Izuku through gritted teeth.

"Please, please don't be hurt..."

Entry Number 1705

You turn on your device and you see Doctor Roman waiting for you. He's wrapped in a quilt, his hair untidy and his desk a mess of tea cups and capsules of medication.

"Hello travelers, I hope you are doing well today. Because I am…," I choose my words carefully. "Tired. I am tired because I have not slept for quite a long time... It has been around," I look at my watch, "Ugh, two days and twenty hours at the moment."

"I have been advised by the lab's medical doctor, and even my own coworkers and employees to take the day off or something to that degree. But… I said no. I am the project lead and your window into the inner workings of our experiment here. I have sacrificed…" I pause my mind going blank.

I hold my head, feeling it start to warm. "Apologies, travelers, I lost my train of thought. Whatever I was going to say, I do mean to stay here and provide these logs to you and THE PROFESSOR. Although I don't have much to say on the events themselves, yawn, perhaps leave a comment on your thoughts. It would give me… brief levity." I say with a smile, shakily reaching for the button as I once again, turn off for the day.

Editing Number: 8/10/2024- 9/9/2024