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Mineta sat next to his best friend Denki, gently applying his perscription lotion to his hands, as the bus continued moving. The students of 1-A aving already packed up their stuff and stowed it away.
"Y'know Mineta-kun, Ribbit I've been meaning to ask you Ribbit," Tsuyu began, causing Mineta to turn to her, her head tilted to the side and with a finger resting inquisitively on her chin, "Why do you need perscription skin lotion Kero?"
Mineta realized he never told his classmates about his perscription, his hands continuing to rub in his lotion into each other, soon moving up his arms.
"Oh... it's because my quirk makes it so I need fertilizer at least once a week. Hence, the lotion." Mineta explained, finally finishing rubbing in his lotion, his hands now moving to put away the bottle.
Meanwhile, somewhere in downtown Tokyo...
Redestro stood over the large rectangular table they had in thier meeting room, glancing around at the other heads of the Meta Liberation Army.
"We'll need to send an operative to recruit this "Mineta"." Redestro spoke
"B-but sir... he's just a kid!" Curious retorted, confused to even why Redestro would even consider recruiting an innocent child to their cause.
"I understand that. However, you all heard the convinction in his voice then. He would be an invaluable asset to the free quirk use cause. I've already sent a message to our best recruitment operative." Redestro explained, his voice leaving little room for arguement.
"You're not serious? HIM!?!?" Skeptic asked angrily, his hatred for the said operative clouding his view. "He is nothing but an immature and lazy brat! The only thing he'll do is NAP!!" Skeptic shouted, refusing to give credit, his hands slaming into the table as he stood up from his chair.
"Skeptic. You and I-no-We all know how qualified he is. His past successes prove his power and intelligence. Oragami has proven in the past how amazing he is at recruitment. Accept this, whether you want to or not. It's my choice. Deal with it." Redestro coldly snapped back, causing Skeptic to quietly sit back down, an angry 'Hmmph' escaping his lips.
Somewhere in the countryside...
The bus slowly came to a stop, Mineta having forgotten how long they've been on the road, his mind focused on his full blader.
"F-finally!!" Mineta exclaimed, bursting down the aisle of the bus and out the door, hurrying with unseen speed into the restroom that stood by its lonesome.
Aizawa raised an eyebrow, confuses by the never before seen speed his student just expressed, before his usual scowl returning to his face.
"Out." Aizawa-sensei comanded, the other students of 1-A rushing out the door of the bus, two members of the Wild, Wild Pussycats awaiting them.
Mandalay explained to 1-A that the entire forrest that awaited below the cliff they stood on was property of the Wild, Wild Pussycats, and all part of their summer camp training facility, and throughout the entire explanation, Pixie-Bob was sickering to herself as she examined the boys of 1-A.
"That's normal for her... she's in her 'mating age'." Mandalay whispeted to Aizawa, who simply sighed in response.
"Hey! Wait a minute! Isn't there supposed to be 14 of you boys?!? You're one man short!" Pixie-Bob exclaimed frustratedly right as Mineta left the bathroom a long, satisfied sigh escaping his lips.
"There you are!" Pixie-Bob excaimed, practicaly lunging at the poor boy.
"Ahh!!" Mineta excaimed, startled by the sudden presence of the adult woman now looming over him.
"Aww man... You're not as striking as the others." Pixie-Bob said with a pout before returning to Mandalay's side only to return to mischevious snickering.
Pixie-Bob simply bent down, putting both of her hands on the ground before the dirt beneath 1-A trembled, before suddenly lurching forward and sending 1-A tumbling down into the forrest below.
"Your training... has already begun." Aizawa claimed before turning to his fellow pro heroes.
In the forrest below...
Mineta stood up before gently dusting himself off, the vine tendrils that his arms transformed into retwining together and turning back into his arms, having used them to catch his fall. Mineta then scanned the lightly sore bodies of his classmates, strewn about the clearing and all letting out varying groans of pain.
"Y'know... you'd think you all would've expected this to ha-" However, before Mineta could finish his gloating, an almost thunderous rumble cut him off, drawing class 1-A's attention towards a towering monster emerged from the clumped trees and into the clearing.
The monster bore a mixture of several features from both western dragons and apes. It stood up to almost half the towering trees that made up the forrest. The monster bore a thick tail, sharp claws, an armored head with a draconic maw, and a series of armored plates running down its back to the spiny tip of its tail. However, the most prominent feature of the monster, was that it was made... out of dirt.
Alerted to the threat, the rest of 1-A quickly recovers from the sudden shock of being tossed off a cliff. However, before the heavy hitters of 1-A could retalliate aganst the attacking dirt monster, the hero students witnessed as Mineta dove headfirst into the creature's open maw. The creature swallowed Mineta with out a second thought.
"Mineta!" The other members of class 1-A called out as the monster began to slowly lumber it's way toward the class. However, the monster came to a halt as a voice could be heard from within the monster, muffled by the several layers of dirt surrounding its source.
"Uprooting Garden!" Mineta's muffled voice roared, as the dirt monster was rapidly overcome with trees, flowers, grass, vines, and other various forms of plant life before collapsing into a small lush hill, Mineta now emerging from the hilltop.
Back with the Wild, Wild Pussycats...
"Did that pipsqueak take down one of my minions... BY HIMSELF?" Pixie-Bob furiously questioned out loud.
"What have you been teaching these kids?" Mandalay asked Aizawa.
"The right lessons." Aizawa replied, a smirk dawning his face, failing to hide his pride.