PRANKS

"You sure about this?" Sero asked.

"Of course I am," Kaminari said. "It's the oldest prank in the book!"

"That's the problem."

Izuku approached Classroom 1-A. Giggling uncontrollably, Kaminari and the others watched as Izuku opened the door. As he stepped inside, the bucket precariously balanced atop the ajar door and filled with plastic snakes tipped over. Izuku tipped his head up and unhinged his jaw like a boa. Bucket and snakes disappeared inside his massive maw.

"What a tasty snack," Izuku said. "I'll have to thank whoever left that there."

Kaminari smacked himself in the face. Sero chuckled and said, "That's what you get for going with such an obvious prank."

"Yeah, laugh it up. I'd like to see you do any better."

"Watch me."

Sero strung up plastic wrap across the hallway. Kaminari chortled and said, "Really dude? He'll rip that stuff right off."

"Not with this he won't."

Sero unstrung his stickiest tape from his elbow and slapped it over the plastic wrap. "This glue fuses matter together on a subatomic level. God couldn't get this stuff off with a divine crowbar."

"Maybe God can't," Tokoyami said, "But the infernal forces driving Midoriya defy divine providence."

Izuku's footsteps clanked down the hall. They scurried into their hiding spots. Izuku approached the plastic, stopped, and looked it over. He chomped his way down until a path cleared.

"More snacks. Everyone must really appreciate me."

Sero choked on his own tongue, while Tokoyami nodded sagely. "Clearly God is dead, and Midoriya killed him. My turn."

While Izuku took a shower, Tokoyami snuck in with a sack. Dark Shadow tearfully tugged at it.

"These infernal garments shall serve the greater good," Tokoyami intoned.

"Why would you give them away? They'd look fabulous on us!"

"Are you saying you don't want to win this bet?"

Dark Shadow sniffled. "Fine. But only if you wear that shirt I got for you."

"Very well."

"Yes!"

"Underneath my cloak and a hoodie."

"Aww…"

Izuku stepped out of the shower and found all his clothes swapped with pink frilly dresses. He balled them up, stuffed them in his mouth, chewed, and swallowed. Moments later, green fabric sprouted from his skin.

"I should make desserts back, since everyone's being so nice today."

When Izuku stepped out, Tokoyami said, "I mean, he's technically wearing them."

Mineta shook his head. "Doesn't count, dude."

Dark Shadow wailed, "My dresses!"

"Clearly you all suck at this," Mineta said. "Time to see the master at work."

When Mineta was done, he had gone full Kevin McCallister on the hallway. Purple spheres, slippery floors, buckets of white feathers hanging overhead, tripwires and whoopee cushions. He even had a kitchen sink ready to swing down.

Mineta rubbed his hands with glee. "Oh boy, this is going to be good!"

"It is!" Izuku agreed.

Everyone yelped and turned. Izuku held banana cream pies in five arms and splatted them all.

"Do you guys like my pies?"

Everyone wordlessly handed Izuku their prank wagers.

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Later, Bakugo tripped over a wire, fell into a pile of purple spheres, had a bucket of feathers and glue dumped all over him, and got whacked on the head with the kitchen sink. Mineta did not survive.