Izuku and Pony were watching more of that magical girl anime. This time it was an OVA about the sports festival.

"Huh? I guess we should prepare for ours too." Midoriya made a mental note.

The protagonist's rival/best friend was perfect in all sports, but she absolutely sucked at dancing. She knew the moves and could replicate them, but her dance was devoid of passion. The main girl spent the entire episode teaching her friend how to express feelings through dances. Izuku felt terrible for the rival girl. He didn't know her backstory yet, but it was obvious that she suffered greatly in the past. It's a good thing the protagonist was there to help her learn. It kind of reminded him of Tsunotori herself. The exchange student wasn't socially stunted, but she was quite unfamiliar with a lot of things regarding Japan.

One aspect that Midoriya didn't quite like is how lewd the OVA (and show in general) was. There was lot of panty shots and other similar frames. He wasn't a prude, but it all made him blush quite a bit. The joke where schoolgirls overheard a conversation about literal meat and interpreted it as a sexual euphemism was funny, he had to admit. Children were very naughty and sex aware in modern times.

The wand's previous owners were funny comic reliefs. One was a cartoonishly snobby rich girl and the other was her maid/rival. Thank goodness Yaomomo wasn't a snob. The sight made him wonder how Tsuna would look in a maid costume.

Pony was gushing about cute things again. She was hoping their class would do a similar kind of dance later on. Izuku told her to discuss this with Momo or Itsuka. With that done, he pulled out his trusty notebook to analyze Horn Cannon.

"I must say, your quirk is one of the best in our class. You can fly, shoot people from very far away and move things around, all without making much noise. It's like Bakugou's explosion with less power but also without its core downsides."

"Thank you." American smiled.

"Now for questions. It's weird that your horns have this shape. They look like they belong on an antelope."

"Not all my family are horses or ponies. I have an uncle with a goat quirk. Maybe it is him?"

"Maybe, or perhaps your quirk is completely separate from your vestigial mutations. It's like Tokoyami-kun's head and Dark Shadow. Two things aren't directly related to each other but still look similar. Is there a limit on how many horns you can produce?"

"Yes, but it is very large. If I eat certain food, I can make hundreds of horns!"

"Wonderful." He wrote it down. "What food do you need?"

"Eggs, salmon, garlic and sunflowers. They help produce… how do you call it?"

Pony opened a translation app on her phone and made one entry.

"Keratin!"

"Oh? So your horns are made of keratin? Ok. How much can you lift with your horns?"

"About 220 pounds per horn."

Now Izuku was opening a conversion app on his phone.

"100 kilograms with one horn? Nice. You could carry 2 or even 3 people with only a pair. What are limits of your controllable horns?"

"I can choose to control horns after shooting them. If I choose new horns, old ones are lost for me."

"Wait? What if you choose only one new? Is that possible?"

"Yes." She nodded. "I lose control if horns are 2 miles away."

"That's a very generous range. Do you think you will control more horns soon?"

Instead of answering, Tsunotori released three horns. They were flying much slower than usual.

"It is hard." Pony explained.

"I believe in you. Is there a time limit?"

"I think not." The girl shook her head.

"If a horn breaks, can you still control its parts?"

"Yes, but it is like having more horns. One whole and two halves are like 3 wholes."

"Interesting, so the number is the limiting factor, not mass or volume. Right now I can't even come up with ideas for improvement." Midoriya jotted down her words. "May I… borrow your quirk?"

"Sure."

Pony's horns fell off as soon as her quirk was removed, and a new pair grew on Izuku's head. The girl made sure to make a selfie with their updated looks. Midoriya spent the next half an hour trying to control one horn, but even that was tricky. It seemed easy when Monoma did the same with two. His experience with copying must have played a role here. Then she decided the two of them should go for a jog together.

Tsunotori was wearing a black and yellow striped tank top, sunglasses, bracelets on her left hand, shorts and her special shoes; Izuku just put on UA sports uniform without giving it much thought. They were running between buildings. Some were laughing at Midoriya for having horns on his head all of a sudden, but he didn't mind it. Anything that didn't involve antagonism was a win in his book.

Pony was natural when it came to running. Izuku had a tough time keeping up with her despite being taller. Eventually he got so tired that he just stopped completely. The girl offered to pick him up and deliver him back to the dorm. Midoriya was too busy catching breath, so she assumed that silence is the sign of agreement.

The boy flustered. He didn't expect to be princess carried by a cute girl. He could see Pony's face from up close. Her eyes were so large he could drown in them… Wait, no! He already had a girlfriend. Izuku desperately needed to distract himself.

"So, why do you… er… not like guns?"

"I'm a city girl. We don't need them all that much in LA. And gun shots are kind of scary." The girl switched to English.

"But isn't your quirk basically a gun that shoots horns?"

"Do you want me to drop you?" Pony frowned.

"No."

They returned so that Izuku could help Pony with Japanese. During the lesson they were interrupted by Ochako. The gravity girl wanted to thank the boy for his idea with an adjustable gun. It was the reason she and Camie escaped the Flood Zone quickly and without injuries. Midoriya was glad to help, although he could sense Tsunotori's disapproval. The three of them went to have dinner, but not before Midoriya remembered to give Horn Cannon back.

Momo was practically smothered by her parents when she got back home. Her father Daiki and mother Saichi had to drop everything and return home for their precious daughter. Saichi Yaoyorozu was a dead ringer of her daughter, except taller and more mature. Daiki, on the other hand, was a handsome (if a bit short) man with dark brown hair and black eyes. They were both still wearing official attire with "Y" symbols due to just returning from their business trip.

Saichi had a hard time having a child due to her health issues. Doctors told her that Momo would be her only child. For this reason, both she and Daiki made sure to provide their little girl with everything money could buy. She had been given the best things: education, healthcare, food etc. Her parents were afraid of someone taking advantage of her, so they tried their best to keep her company pleasant. There were other families trying to arrange their kids for a future marriage, but they were quickly turned down. Yaoyorozus would always put Momo's happiness above everything else. They even supported her decision to be a hero and wrote a recommendation letter immediately, despite all the risks associated with this profession.

Creation was an unexpected upgrade of the parents' quirks. Saichi could convert lipids of her body into a purple smoke that smelled like roses, while Daiki's mental quirk helped him visualize objects in his mind with extreme precision. The first time their girl produced a matryoshka doll caused them to jump out of their shoes in excitement. Her quirk had limitless potential, but it required a vast amount of knowledge to be used and it could cause a lot of issues in the wrong hands. Thankfully, Momo was both intelligent enough to learn at rapid pace and responsible enough to understand consequences of messing with the economy.

Momo loved her family, her home and everything she had in her life, so she wanted to give back all the good to the world by becoming a hero. She was mostly happy with her classmates, even if some of them were displeasing. There was one unpleasant thing: She apparently seemed like a spoiled person to some, which went against her wish to be helpful. The girl decided to dig deeper into Daigo's and Ochako's issues to find a way to help them, as well as look into other people's problems. This was her duty as class representative, right? She turned her computer and started searching.

Most people in 1A had unremarkably happy pasts save for a few: Todoroki lost his brother to a forest fire and his mother to an asylum; Midoriya was caught red handed committing vigilantism, Uraraka Construction has been greatly suffering from overly competitive markets, Brando was allegedly committing small time crimes like street fighting or gambling.

Shouto definitely needed a shoulder to cry on and Izuku already made a deal with HPSC. Momo didn't like the idea of throwing her wealth to solve all the problems, but she could make small exceptions. A tiny donation to Sunshine and a few mentions of Ochako's company to her dad wouldn't hurt.

Her mind return to wounded Daigo. She couldn't help but feel pity for the boy. Everything good in her life (besides a great quirk) has been opposite for him. He was clever, good looking and powerful, but at the same time greedy and (judging by USJ) violent. Momo imagined losing her family, her wealth and everything else. Would she have become a completely different person? Would he be like her if he still had his mother and home? The girl couldn't definitively answer those questions, but the prospects terrified her.

Then Momo recalled how he mistook her for his mother. An old photo showed her that Mrs. Brando was an attractive woman with long dark hair, save for two locks of blonde hair at the front. There was a passing resemblance, so the mistake wasn't too far-fetched for a hallucinating person. Maybe this was the answer? Maybe she could help him by filling the gaping hole in his soul made by his mother's death?

Same with Todoroki. His mother Rei wasn't dead, but she was absent from his life for years. And then she recalled his terrible injuries. Fate must have really hated him and Daigo. Yaomomo was hoping she could help those two. She couldn't outright replace their mothers, but she could at least try to soften their pain.

Momo put those thoughts on a back burner and decided to background check the USJ attackers. She recalled Camie having a father working in police. Maybe she could procure some of the files through him? Utsushimi was happy to help her class rep, so she promised to talk to her dad about it.

In the meantime, Momo was thinking up improvements for her hero suit. Midoriya's idea about creating metal plates and stopping them mid-way was great, so she didn't have to make elaborate armor. Unfortunately, her trusty reference book was ruined by the humidity of Downpour Zone. Coupled with Mandalay-sensei's radio being interfered, it was obvious that a simple electronic device wasn't going to cut it either. This made for a difficult puzzle to solve. Not that Yaomomo would ever shy away from solving puzzles.

Katsuki locked himself in his room at home. He needed time to process what happened to him. This was nothing, a minor setback. Bakugou would train day and night to improve his quirk and his ability to analyze opponents, then he would crush everyone and become Number One. Deku, Nerd, Horns, they would all pale in comparison. Even Deku's stupid quirk hoarding couldn't help him or anyone else.

Mitsuki yelled at her son to stop sitting in his room all day go out like a normal person. She was met with Katsuki's equally intensive screams.

After making a full recovery, Daigo was dragged to Hound Dog's office by Snipe. He said he didn't regret killing the guy who wanted to slice him, and that he wouldn't quit the hero course. Danger is something he learnt to accept. Then he was told that since the person who stole his blood possessed a transformation quirk, he must warn his friends and caretaker. Finally, they asked him to update his quirk registry. The secret was already out thanks to people in his class, so there was no point in hiding it anymore.

Brando called Sunshine.

"Daigo, thank goodness! The kids have been worried about you. Are you ok?" Ai Sewa picked up the phone.

"The worst is already behind me. A nasty scar on my stomach is about the only long lasting consequence."

"I'm sorry…" Ai started to cry.

"It's nothing. Listen, a bitch with a disguise quirk stole my DNA sample. If you or anyone else sees me, ask something only I know or make me show the Holy Diver. Otherwise run away and call police, she is extremely dangerous."

"I'll tell them right away. What should they ask you? Oh, how about your bicycle's name? Silver Shot."

"Silver Bullet, don't forget it."

"I'll try not to. Huh?" She sounded surprised. "Someone just donated a lot of money to our place!"

"Ingenium agency?"

"No, that one was right after Ingenium's visit. This is more than all the donations from last 12 months combined. Did they add an extra zero or two by mistake? Wait, it's from Momo Yaoyorozu. The note says 'Please accept this humble sum'. Humble?! Is she joking?"

"More like she is out of her depth with understanding value of money."

"Will she be okay? I can't accept money if it puts other people in a difficult spot."

"She has a fucking limousine with a personal driver AND servants back home. Whatever sum she gave must be pocket change to her."

"Alright, then she has my gratitude. Please, let her know. I'm thinking about moving Sunshine to a new building. It should be possible with this amount."

He then called his former classmates, his favorite barber and everyone he could possibly think of. The last thing he wanted was being framed for crimes he didn't commit. It was hard enough keeping the ones he did under wraps.

Daigo returned back to the dorms. He didn't want to spend more time in Sunshine than he had to, and quirk registry cold be updated online anyway. He went to his room to practice the duo musical play with his quirk.

Izuku went inside to listen and ask some questions.

"Hi again. I wanted to ask some questions about your quirk."

"No offense, but why should I tell you anything?" Brando raised an eyebrow. "For all I know, you will use whatever information I give against me or rat me out to a somebody else."

"I mean, I told everyone about my quirk, so I think it's fair for me to ask. And don't worry, I'm not going to show off my analysis to others without permission. I understand that sometimes it is important to keep secrets. You can refuse any question if you want."

"If it makes you leave, fine." Daigo sat on his bed.

"I heard Holy Diver talking in my head. Why doesn't he speak out loud?"

"He prefers talking with his fists. Besides, we are two sides of the same coin. There is rarely if ever a disagreement between us, so I do all the speeches."

"Why is your quirk called this way?"

"It is named after an old song. The copyright has already expired, so it was free game." Brando pointed at a poster on the wall.

"Got it. Holy Diver is incredibly strong from what I saw, but his power seems inconsistent. You weren't first in quirk test on grip strength and ball throw, but then your quirk punched a hole through that Nomu in a single punch. Even if I removed its durability boosting quirk, it still should have been pretty tough. What gives?"

"I may have sandbagged a little bit." Daigo moved his left thumb and index finger very close. "Besides, strength isn't even my quirk's best property. Speed and precision are top notch and I would argue more important."

"Can you give me an example?"

Holy Diver appeared, took Izuku's notebook and started drawing something. After a few minutes the boys saw a detailed drawing of Tomura Shigaraki. Despite seeing him only once and from far away, the sentient quirk was able to keep a lot of finer details.

"Amazing! You could become a painter on the side."

"I'm pretty sure people would treat this like computer generated garbage. It's like if Momo made a painting with her quirk. Not enough human suffering, as they say."

"That makes sense, I guess? Maybe you could draw sketches for my notes… Anyway, tell me about your time stop."

"I discovered it about a year ago, when a certain asshole wanted to shoot me with his shotgun fingers."

"What?! Why would he do that?"

"He knew I was pretty good at poker. He wanted me to hand over the money, but I refused."

"Why?"

"Because I didn't have any at the moment. I tried talking him down, but he was to drunk or high to listen. He took a shot, I tried to dodge and send my quirk forward. For a moment it seemed like projectiles were suspended in the air. Then I… patiently waited for the police to apprehend the guy and left." Daigo couldn't help but snicker at the last sentence. "I've been training this ability ever since."

"Are you sure it is time stop and not something else? There used to be a hero called O'Clock who was able to accelerate his mind and body to extreme speeds. To him bullets appeared massively slowed down."

"As far as I can tell, everything completely stops when use my ability, including high speed bullets and even All Might when he leaves the classroom. Even Diver with his perceptive eyes can't see any movement."

"Okay, so it's probably like a domain. Is there a range limit?"

"I don't think so. If there was, I would have found reports of clocks going out of sync between here." Daigo pointed at the floor. "And another city or country or continent. I suspect this ability covers the world in its entirety."

"How long does it last?"

"The maximum duration have been steadily increasing, but it plateaued after I reached 5 second mark. I can't go past that, but I can go for a shorter one to save stamina."

"Still, 5 seconds is a lot of time, especially when it activates so fast. I've been thinking, if the clocks on Holy Diver represent control over time, what about those oxygen tanks? Maybe he can supply you with oxygen when underwater?"

"I don't feel like drowning just to test this theory."

"I urge you try it with proper backup. Can you tell be about potential weaknesses?"

"Give me a reason why I should."

"I will have a better idea of what quirks or support equipment to suggest in the future."

"Fair enough." The blond boy considered prospects of having multiple quirks. "Holy Diver's range is only 10 meters, far cry from Dark Shadow. Time stops have a mandatory cooldown of at least 5 seconds, and as you already know they drain large chunks of stamina. The biggest issue is that if either of us takes damage, it is reflected on the other. My quirk is very tough, but I am not. This is why I like to keep distance and only engage in close range when it is strictly beneficial."

"So your main problems are range and defense? Noted. I suggest changing your costume to incorporate more protection."

"Not a bad idea. I'd rather not get cut again." Daigo shivered from the memory.

Izuku gave Daigo Attraction to see how it would work. Both the user and the quirk could use it at the same time. Then Midoriya brought Uraraka to see how different quirks work in stopped time. Zero Gravity and Attraction seemed to work just fine, so it was a pretty scary combination. Finally, the green head tried to take the Holy Diver by touching the quirk, which worked just fine. Ochako was glad to help her dear friend and envious of Daigo's quirk a little bit.

Hitoshi was finally allowed to leave the infirmary. He was informed that his decision to transfer would have to wait until after Sports Festival. Just one month away? Shinsou could wait that much. On his way to the dorm he bumped into Eraserhead.

"Hello, Aizawa-sensei." His throat still hurt it was manageable now.

"Hello, Shinsou. I heard you were going to resign from the hero course."

"Yes. I don't think I'm built for heroics. I thought I'd be fine if I trained and used my quirk, but none of that helped me. That scary guy probably didn't even know how Brainwashing works, he just attacked me with his go to move."

"That is a shame. I wanted to teach you some of my techniques, but I understand your decision to quit. Heroism is a dangerous profession. What happened to you wasn't planned, but it can feasibly happen again in the future. Not everyone can live with that risk."

"This is why I expelled people without potential. So disasters like USJ wouldn't occur." The underground hero thought.

"I think I'll leave my quirk to Midoriya, so that he can fulfill my dream in my stead." The boy said.

"Your dream?"

"My dream was to prove that a guy with a 'villainous' quirk can be a hero. He has the same stigma, so I guess I can at least help this way."

"The evil quirk discourse is so illogical." Eraserhead groaned. "A person's quirk is merely a tool. Treating them like metrics for morality is stupid. I wish we lived in a world where people could just use their quirks for the common good without being looked down upon."

"Agreed."

"Are you sure you want to give your quirk? You may not like it but you might still miss it."

"I need to talk to my parents about it."

The boy said hi to people at the dorms, took some of his stuff and grabbed a taxi to his home. He wondered what he should do with himself now.

Camie was glad to see her mom and dad again, as were they. She already brushed aside the fact her whole class got attacked, instead focusing on fun she was going to have in the future. As per Yaomomo's request, she asked her dad to provide her with files of villains associated with USJ incident. Keisatsu didn't understand why, but he believed her daughter had the best intentions and gave her the data shortly. The girl didn't know why Momo needed this but it had to be for a good reason.

The father received a warning about a shape shifting serial killer roaming in the city. The list of confirmed victims (and potential disguises) included Camie classmate. A conventionally attractive boy, fits the killer's apparent motive. Himiko Toga's targets were good looking teenagers around her age, so Camie could be in danger as well. The boy's file seemed suspicious, but Keisatsu let it slide on account on him being in UA. There is no way the best hero school in Japan would accept someone truly vile.

Author's notes: Please leave comments!

Pony deserves all the glazing.

Since I'm not an American, freedom units of measurement annoy me a lot.

Momo is one of my favorite characters in MHA, so I wanted to give her a separate plot line, largely independent of Izuku.

Daiki (大貴) - Great Wealth

Sachi (幸) Happiness

Katsuki is mostly sidelined in this fic because he was never that important in Izuku's life and I don't like him.