Yep! I'm making another series for the Haunting of the Midoriyas AU! This one will be an anthology series set in their days at UA! Yes, I will still be writing for the other one, I just also wanted to write this stuff.

Izuku walked to the Support Studio to discuss upgrades for his costume. He needed to lessen the strain on his ligaments to avoid any potentially crippling injuries. Classes had ended for the day, so he hoped Power Loader would still be there.

During lunch, Erma mentioned that she'd be there after classes too. Something about some magical weapons being delivered from a smith her family knew. She also offered to let him keep some of them for himself if he found any that he wanted.

Izuku arrived at the door and was about to open it when he heard his name being called. "Hey Deku!"

Izuku turned as Uraraka, Iida, and Erma walked toward him. He smiled. "Oh, hey gu-"

Then the door exploded.

Izuku was thrown backward by the force into explosion, landing on his back with something heavy on top of him. It didn't feel like metal…

"You know, you shouldn't try mixing everything you find in the lab together like that," a voice, Power Loader, said.

"Hehehe…Failure is the mother of invention Mr. Power Loader. Thomas Edison said something like that once."

That voice sounded close. Really close.

"Even if something I make doesn't work like I envisioned it, that doesn't mean it's a waste of time!"

The smoke cleared, giving Izuku close-up view of Mei Hatsume's rather impressive cleavage in his face.

Cue his brain self-destructing.

Erma was first worried; her friend had been caught in an explosion! Then relieved; he looked ok! Then confused; what was that on top of him? Then furious.

GET OFF OF HIM!

Erma telekinetically yanked Mei Hatsume off of Izuku and threw her back inside the studio with extreme prejudice. There was a loud "oof!" from a male voice inside, but Erma paid it no mind. She got Izuku to his feet and put her hand on his shoulder. To make sure he was ok of course.

Izuku looked away and said in a small voice. "I…I'm ok Erma"

Erma was sorely tempted to injure Hatsumei. For traumatizing her friend.

Erma, Ochako, and Tenya entered into the Support Studio, while Power Loader was scolding Hatsume for blowing up the lab again. Erma wondered what kind of science involved blowing up a lab multiple times.

"Keep doing it and you're banned!" Power Loader rubbed his back. "Geez, what threw you back inside Hatsume? You hit me really hard…"

"NO IDEA!"

Erma looked at a nice crack on the wall while whistling.

Izuku began explaining what he needed from his costume when he trailed off and looked down, before yelping in horror. Erma looked too. She started to see red.

Hatsume was right next to Izuku, putting her filthy mitts all over him!

"Hatsume, what are you doing?" Uraraka said.

"I'm feeling all his muscles! Oh my, your body's much more muscly than it looks!"

Erma was going to murder her!

She threw Mei off of Izuku and approached her friend.

"I'm fine Erma," he said.

Erma smiled, nodded, then began looking around the room for the implement she'd use to do the deed. Perhaps using that same power suit as a death trap like Mei suggested? Or a bomb? Maybe she could get someone to build a nice reverse bear trap to test Mei's resolve! Erma was sure the principle would let her get away with it if she did it like that!

Mei began talking about her more dangerous inventions, all while trying to test them on the Hero Course students. (Erma was mysteriously fine with it when it was done to Tenya, but infuriated when it was Izuku. Probably because Izuku was her best friend).

Power Loader gave them both a speech about treasuring their relationship with Mei because of how useful it would be and all that. (Fat chance. Cordial while keeping her far away from Izuku was as close as Erma was willing to get in the foreseeable future). Then he lifted a box and said, "By the way, Williams, we received a delivery for you. Weapons to go with your Hero costume I believe?"

Erma rubbed her hands together. Finally!

"Just be warned, these might not be from the most reputable source. They were dropped off by a hooded hunchback in a horse drawn carriage at midnight. Nezu said it was one of our new sources and cleared the contents but I'm not-"

That sounded like her source! Erma waved him off and telekinetically grabbed the box. Erma placed it on the ground and opened it.

Ooh, it was one of the ones that carried more than could fit!

Enchanted swords, cursed spears, magical daggers…every kind of supernatural weapon she could ask for! She beckoned to Izuku, who knelt next to her and began sifting through.

"Ooh! This one's not bad…" He picked up a sword. "but it's a bit heavy." He lifted another. "Maybe this one…no not powerful enough." He picked a last one, holding it up high. "Hey, this reminds me of…ACK!"

Izuku sent a magic blast into the ceiling, leaving a smoking hole.

"Oops.."

Powerloader turned around. "HATSUMEI I SAID-oh never mind it's just you. Please be careful."

"Hey! Why don't you threaten to ban them?!"

"Because they only did it once!"

Izuku carefully sheathed the sword. "I'll practice with this later. It's similar to the ones your aunt trained me with, so I should get the hang of it pretty quick!"

Erma nodded, then began sifting through the box for a weapon of her own. Her Hero costume was a long white dress like the one Mom wore. She mainly used her powers to fight and preferred to not compromise her ghostly look, so she'd should probably go with something small for emergencies, like a dagger.

She examined the daggers in the box, reading their descriptions. Deadly poison? Not very Hero-like. Magical blasts? Not her style. Summon trees? Maybe, but probably not.

She picked up another and read the description. Super sharp, capable of resisting mystical attacks, and had a slow acting tranquilizer poison coating the blade. Perfect! Erma filled out the paperwork to take it, then grabbed a machete and filled out its papers too. Never knew when you needed one!

Erma packed the rest to send back when one final weapon caught her eye. One she never expected to see from a Yokai blacksmith. A chainsaw.

She was taking this. She had no idea how she'd use it, but she'd absolutely find a way!

Erma finished the papers and put them in a tray to be reviewed by Nezu, then packed the weapons she didn't want back in the box. As they left the studio, Uraraka said, "Those weapons looked pretty cool! Were they all magic-ghosty stuff?"

Erma nodded.

Iida cleared his throat. "While I trust your judgement Williams I couldn't help but notice that some of them, most of them, all of them looked pretty lethal. Are you sure the principal will approve them?"

Erma a shrug. She wasn't sure, but it would probably be fine.

"Hey Erma," Izuku said, "We should train together to with those weapons sometime! That way if we ever need to fight a magical enemy or a Yokai, we can to do it as a team!"

Erma liked that. She held out her fist. Izuku bumped it.

Later that day, she'd be told her and Izuku's choices were indeed approved by the principle. (and also could have sworn she heard the lovely sound of maniacal laughter coming from his office…)

Hope you enjoyed! Comments and kudos make me smile!

I'd wish you all a Merry Christmas...but one of the reasons I released this one today is because I wanted to start this series BEFORE releasing the Christmas chapter. Which I've already started writing. See you then!