INFILTRATION

Aizawa set down a freshly-brewed cup of tea. "We're getting close to the two hundred chapter mark, and the readers are getting antsy. When are you going to get Izuku out of there?"

Nezu gave no response, nor did he touch his tea. When Aizawa gave him a nudge, Nezu fell over, revealing the Beanie Baby tag on his back. Aizawa rummaged through Nezu's desk and found suspicious bald spots where Nezu normally kept his knife collection.

Aizawa chuckled and said, "They're in danger." He went to take the mug, but it had disappeared.

As David checked his security cameras, he heard a low, melodic whistle. It sounded like Death. He blinked. Nezu calmly strode through the hall, whistling his deathly tune.

David summoned the security bots. Nezu didn't even move on the camera footage, yet every robot that entered the camera frame was suddenly and violently sliced asunder. Metallic arms twitched and lights blinked feebly in Nezu's wake.

"Ooh, you're so screwed," Melissa said from behind her force-field wall.

"You're still grounded."

"I only got caught because the plot demanded it. You know this won't end well."

"Of course it will. I have everything under control." David smiled uneasily and slammed the button that said, 'Everything's out of control.'

Sirens blared. Doors opened on all sides. From one entrance, pirates sporting laser pistols and cybernetic limbs charged towards Nezu. From another, brief flickers in the shadows indicated the ninja army stealthily encircling Nezu.

Nezu smiled at the camera. The pirates all spontaneously died of scurvy, while the ninjas vanished, leaving behind only a few ominous blood stains.

David hesitated, then pressed a button colored like a clown's face.

A door slid open. A lone balloon animal drifted out before suddenly popping.

"The clowns got out days ago."

David sighed. "That explains all the cream pies. But the robot spiders can handle it."

The robot spiders emerged from the vents. Nezu raised an eyebrow at them, and the robots all quietly retreated, tidying up their webs as they went.

"Or not. Very well, you leave me no choice. Face the greatest feat of genetic engineering I have pioneered, an organism that surpasses even your own ability to survive!"

A horde of cockroaches approached Nezu. They stopped when Nezu held out a piece of paper. A few signatures later, the cockroaches all left to start their new jobs as U.A.'s janitors.

David collapsed in his chair. "That's it. I give up."

"Really?" Nezu asked. "But we haven't even reached the finale yet."

David yelped and turned around. Nezu sat in a chair, bucket of popcorn in one arm and knife twirling in the other hand. David looked back at the security footage and saw only an empty hallway.

"What are you going to do to me?"

"Nothing. I just wanted front-row seats."

"Front row seats for what?"

A bestial, robotic screech rattled the glass walls of Rapture. Nezu munched on popcorn and sipped the tea Aizawa made.

"That."

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