about 19000 words. 

41 pages on Google Docs.

40 minutes to 1 1/2 hours to write every page of the script. 

A dead author.

Bakugou therapy.

Cheered up Midoriya.

Some headcanons/fan additions, admittedly (nothing too major though :P).

All bundled up into a (hopefully) great time.

...except for the fact that it can get a biiit repetitive and might have some inconsciencentieskes (because I wrote the first 2-3k words like 2 weeks before the rest)

anyways leggo B)

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Bakugou would be lying if he said that he wasn't uncomfortable. In fact, as he sat in a room off to the side - how they didn't notice it was there before, he had no clue, since there were even more rooms further along - he twitched nervously, staring at the ground. He had no idea why he was there, and the unfamiliar isolated feeling of not being in the know was suffocating.

Although he was alone, at least at the moment, he felt as if eyes were staring at him from every direction. The feeling wormed its way under his skin, prickles shooting through his muscles.

After a moment, he took in a deep breath, drowning out the outside chatter of his classmates, some other students, and the pros. Though, breathing wasn't going to ease his tension.

"Bakugou," a voice spoke up, causing the blonde's head to snap upwards. His eyes quickly darted towards the door, falling upon his homeroom teacher as he stood in the doorway.

Unsure of what to say, Bakugou remained silent, allowing Aizawa to continue.

"Since Nezu opted to give everyone a break," he explained, "You're going to start your sessions with Hound Dog. You won't have them every break, though. You'll be allowed to rest every once and a while while Midoriya has his."

Bakugou furrowed his brows. "What is this...?" he said, growling more than he meant to, "Some kind of shitty therapy session?"

Hound Dog stepped through the remaining space in the door before taking a seat across from the blonde. "That's exactly what this is."

Bakugou stared at the man for a moment, shifting uncomfortably as the school's counselor opened up a notebook. Something that he was no doubt planning to write all of the blonde's underlying issues in. His greatest fears. Observations about him.

It felt invasive.

"I'll leave you to it," Aizawa said gruffly - the sound of the door closing causing Bakugou to come back to reality.

"I don't want to do this," Bakugou said before Hound Dog could even speak.

The man sighed. "I was expecting an adverse reaction." He tapped his pencil on the page, staring at Bakugou. "Why?"

Eyes dragging themselves down to the notebook, Bakugou let out low grumbles before speaking up. "You're going to try to change who I am or whatever. Turn me into some weird copy of Deku or one of those other losers. And all the fuckin' while you're gonna write in your stupid little book and document every little detail about me like some sort of creep."

Hound Dog paused for a moment. "...Is that what you think? I'm going to change you?"

"That's what therapists do," he scoffed. "Don't act like its any different, dumbass."

The man hummed in reply - though it sounded more like a growl, the cause of which could likely be attributed to his quirk. "I'm just trying to work out your anger issues." He raised his head, and it seemed as if he was trying to peer into Bakugou's soul. "Are you saying that your only personality trait is anger?"

Bakugou froze. "What?"

"If you think that your personality will be ripped away from you just from calming down, you must be saying that your main trait is your rage. Are you saying that's true?" Hound Dog pressed.

The blonde furrowed his brows. "You're twisting my words, goddamn it," he growled, sparks popping in his hands.

"I'm not trying to attack you, Bakugou. You shouldn't be taking these words like you'd take on a villain," he said sharply, causing the blonde's mini explosions to stop abruptly.

"Anyways," he said, leaning back slightly, "I understand where you're coming from. In a way, at least." Before the blonde could protest - which, judging by his sudden anger, he was planning on it - Hound Dog continued. "I'm sure you remember that, whenever I become irritable, my quirk goes a bit out of control. I can't be understood and such. But it's not just a change when I become angry - my quirk causes me to be angrier." He glanced towards Bakugou's hand before looking back up, "And I'm assuming yours plays a part in your rage as well."

"That's fuckin' stupid," Bakugou scowled, even though he knew that it was partly right.

Hound Dog's eye twitched, and when he began to speak, his words became choppier. However, after a moment, he cleared his throat. "Case in point," he mumbled before straightening himself. "Moving on... I'm sure you felt as if you were being ridiculed in the theater."

Bakugou did a double take. "What?"

"Everyone was ganging up on you. That's how you felt, correct?" Hound Dog asked, taking the blonde's twitch as confirmation. "Well I'm sure that's how others feel when you pick on them. Especially," he said, "Midoriya."

The blonde felt anger - along with a sort of guilt, but he'd never admit that - bubble in his stomach. "What does that fucker have to do with this?"

"He's the main reason we're holding these sessions in the first place," Hound Dog replied, causing Bakugou to grumble under his breath. "And I thought you understood that, given your earlier response."

Bakugou just barely recoiled before crossing his arms. "Yeah, whatever. I'm sure he's just being overdramatic." Shut up, goddamn it. Why can't you ever say what you want to say?

Hound Dog's jaw tensed, but he, for the most part, kept his speech stable. "I see." The words cut deeper than any shouting would've, and Bakugou wanted to retreat into his thoughts. Before he could even consider it, though, the man continued. "Well then we should move away from Midoriya for now. We'll get there later, after we talk about what caused all this?"
The blonde looked up, confusion written all over his face. "Caused what?"

"Your inferiority complex." Before Bakugou could argue, Hound Dog gave a low growl that shut him up. "Clearly, you're too prideful for your own good. That's a given. However," he said, eyeing the boy, "Your need to constantly receive praise - or give it to yourself if someone else refuses to - brings up the question as to what the issue really is."

Bakugou looked away and scoffed. "You're wasting my time. I'm not insecure or whatever the fuck you say," he said, balling up his fists, "I just know I'm the best."

"Yes, and that's why you try so hard to prove yourself all the time," Hound Dog said sarcastically, receiving an angry scowl in reply. "First off, nobody actively proclaims that they're the best - at least so often - unless they're afraid of losing that title. If you're not the best, you're useless, right? Just a Deku." he asked, reminding the blonde of their earlier conversation and causing him to wince. "Take All Might for example. He's the number one hero, yes, but do you see him proclaiming his greatness for the whole world to see?"

Bakugou looked down. "...No. But," he turned angrily, "I'm going to be even better than he is!"

"And why exactly do you feel the need to say that all the time?" Hound Dog asked, flipping the statement on him and bringing a confused (and mildly offended) expression to the blonde's face. "Is there a reason you always proclaim that you're the best? A reason why you need validation from others?"

The blonde twitched, and he knew that the man would answer for him. "It's because you're insecure, Bakugou. It's not bad to feel insecure about things sometimes. You just shouldn't push that insecurity onto others like you have," he said sharply yet somehow soothingly, "You always call everyone extras and refer to them using derogatory names. Despite your clear relationship with others, you still refuse to call them by their proper names - or at the very least a nice nickname."

"They don't deserve my time!" Bakugou spat, though he seemed reluctant to say it. "Like you said - they're just extras! Pebbles on my road to becoming the best!"

Hound Dog readjusted himself. "Well, that might be the case. What I think however," he said, causing the blonde to stiffen, "Is that you're scared. You're afraid that if you open up to people and show them that you do have weaknesses, - despite your denial of them - they'll see you as weak. You don't want anybody to look down on you, so you distance yourself from them and project that feeling on others."

Bakugou twitched. He felt as if the man was digging into his very core, and he didn't fucking appreciate it. Just as the man was about to speak again, Bakugou mumbled.

Hound Dog glanced at the boy. "What?"

Taking in a breath, the blonde clenched his fist before staring dead at the man, shouting out his frustrations. "WHAT WOULD YOU KNOW, YOU STUPID ASS MUTT?! YOU DON'T KNOW HOW I FEEL! YOU'RE NOT ME," he panted, grasping onto his shirt, "YOU COULDN'T FUCKING UNDERSTAND WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO BE LOOKED UP TO CONSTANTLY BY A BUNCH OF REJECTS. WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO HAVE ALL EYES ON YOU ALL THE TIME BECAUSE YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE THE BEST AND YOU CAN'T SHOW ANY WEAKNESSES. WHAT IF FEELS LIKE TO CONSTANTLY HAVE TO STAND UP TALL BECAUSE IF YOU MAKE ONE GODDAMN MISTAKE, YOU'LL BE LOOKED AT AS SOME USELESS... LIKE...," he growled, taking in a shaky breath. "Like... some sort of Deku."

As Bakugou fell back into his seat, Hound Dog simply watched for a few moments as he calmed himself.

"So," Hound Dog finally said, catching the blonde's attention, "You were pressured to be great and never had the chance to be less than the best. It was expected of you to be responsible and strong, so you became that way in order not to disappoint anyone."

The blonde blinked. "I..." However, he simply looked down, unsure of what to say.

Hound Dog sighed once he saw the blonde's state. "I think that's enough for now. We can try this again later."

Bakugou looked up, confusedly watching as the man made his way towards the door. "...What?" he finally let out.

Hound Dog glanced back "Hm?"

"...You're not going to make me talk or something? Pick me apart until there's nothing left?" he asked confusedly, no trace of anger left in his voice.

The man paused before shaking his head. "Bakugou, that's not what this is for. I'm not here to dissect you like some sort of lab rat. We're here in order to make sure that you understand that some things you do aren't right. And to show you that, while you're not entirely at fault for the way you were treated growing up, you can't be completely cleared of blame, either. Anyways," he said with the hint of a smile, "We should get back. I'm sure the break's almost up by now."

Bakugou remained still as Hound Dog left the room, thoughts prodding at him until he finally stood, taking in a deep breath. "Whatever," he grumbled. Though, it was less malicious than before.

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Bakugou stepped into the chattering mass that was the theater, shaking off any worries before falling into his seat. His eyes flicked towards Deku - Midoriya - only looking away when the boy noticed.

"Oh, hey, Bakubro!" Kirishima grinned noticing that he had taken his seat next to him. "You're finally back! We just finished our break. Anyways," he asked cheerfully, "How are you, man?"

The blonde blinked at the sudden display of kindness before simply turning away. "I'm fine, Shitty Hair."

The redhead laughed, relaxing in his seat. "Are you ever going to call me by my name?"

Bakugou paused before the hint of a smirk appeared on his face. "Sure thing, Eijiro."

Kirishima processed what the blonde said for a moment before suddenly sputtering confusedly, while Mina, Sero, and Kaminari turned to cackle at the boy's misfortune, all the while teasing the (now annoyed) blonde for actually calling someone by their name for once (even if it was their given name).

"Quiet down," Aizawa sighed, gathering the attention of the rowdy students - which, from an outside eye, was incredibly impressive, though the man just had an air around him that told you not to mess around or he'd dropkick you into the sun (but that's really besides the point).

Kaminari grinned, turning. "Are we starting?"

The man simply nodded, glancing towards Midnight, who now held the remote.

Cheerfully, the woman pressed play and, as soon as the room began to brighten, everyone's attention was pointed towards the source.

A younger Midoriya watched in awe as his favorite hero revealed himself, several people resting on his shoulder. In the wreckage and blazing fire, All Might grinned widely. "Fear not, citizens! Hope has arrived! Because I am here!"

"Oh!" Uraraka beamed, "The video!" With a wide grin on her face, she imitated the man and made punching motions. Bet when he punched away and threw the rubble it was like, 'Bam Bam!'"

While everyone watched bemusedly at the girl's depiction of All Might, the man himself chuckled.

"It's nice to see that people still appreciate the old videos," he smiled, earning a nod and grin from Uraraka.

"I've seen it too," Jiro mentioned, "But I don't remember; what were you doing during all of this?"

"Ah," he said, rubbing the back of his neck as he thought, "I believe it was a large-scaled bombing."

Izuku nodded, "Some villains bombed part of the city and All Might - along with a bunch of other heroes - helped to save everyone. In fact there were zero fatalities! Of course," he rambled on, "There were incapacitations, but that's to be expected in really any villain attack if it's big enough. I-"

"Midoriya, no offense, but you're rambling again," Sero pointed out, giving a slight, lighthearted laugh.

The boy looked around before smiling sheepishly. "Sorry."

"No," All Might grinned proudly, "It's amazing that you know such detail without having been there."

"A-ah!" Izuku rubbed the back of his neck, blushing when he remembered what Uraraka said about the similarity of the action, "Thank you..."

All Might tossed the boy a smile and a thumbs up. "Yep!"

Midoriya's memories flashed through his mind as he stood on the rooftop, glancing down with his fists clenched. Those of his excitement over All Might. His disappointment in not getting a quirk. The constant bullying that plagued his everyday life.

The room tensed at each memory, while Uraraka's hand slowly inched towards Izuku's before squeezing his hand in hers.

He didn't bother to let go.

His fists tightened with every word as he thought back. "Even if I'll never have superpowers. Even if everyone thinks I'm useless." The boy shook, tears staining his freckled cheeks. "Despite everything, I still dream. And I have to know." He bit his lip, glancing up at All Might. "Is it possible to become a hero... even if I don't have a quirk?" All Might halted as Midoriya continued to speak, his body trembling. "I'm a normal kid without any powers.... Could I ever hope to be someone like you?!"

All Might turned slightly, his lips parting as he spoke. "Without a quirk?"

Kirishima grinned. "Of course, man!" He turned towards All Might with a hopeful smile on his face. "Right, All Might?"

"Ah," the man chuckled softly, "...Yes, of course."
And, although nobody much liked the vague answer, they simply gulped before returning their attention towards the screen before them.

Before he was able to continue, a sharp pain shot through All Might, his entire body steaming as he struggled. "Oh no...," he whispered, "Not now... Not here..."

Jiro straighted. "What's going on, All Might?"

Mina's brows knitted together worriedly. "Are you okay?"

All Might put on a strained smile. "Don't worry about it. I...," he looked away awkwardly, though appreciating the kind looks he was receiving from those in the know. "It'll be explained in a moment."

"People think I don't have a chance," Midoriya twiddled his thumbs, oblivious to the man's discomfort, "That having no powers makes me some kind of weakling. My classmates like to make fun of me. But you know what? That makes me wanna prove them wrong. Ever since I was a kid, I thought that saving people is the coolest thing you could do? I want people to see my fearless smile and feel safe! And be the kind of hero the world looks up to." He glanced up, a wide grin on his face. "Just like you!"

Midoriya's face twisted into one of horror as he got a look at All Might, who was a skeletal version of himself. He began panicking, screaming as he processed the situation.

Kaminari would've spat out his drink if he had one. "iS THAT YOU, ALL MIGHT?!"

Bakugou blinked, a sense of unease washing over him.

"It's... It is, isn't it?" Sero asked, dumbfounded.

"I must say, this is an... interesting development, to say the least," Iida mumbled, frowning.

Todoroki glanced down, clenching his fist. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't keep his mind wandering to his father. How he had trained him ragged. All while the Number One Hero himself was in such a state...

All Might sighed. "Yes, that is me. It... It happened as a result of a fight with a prominent villain a few years back. You wouldn't know of him, though." He then deflated, startling the students and causing them to look over nervously.

Uraraka glanced towards a nervous Izuku who simply twiddled his thumbs before turning back towards All Might. "How did none of us know?"

"Well," the man gave an awkward chuckle, "All of U.A.'s staff did. As well as Detective Tsukauchi, Sir Nighteye, and of course, Young Midoriya. Otherwise," he sighed, "I asked for this all to be kept under wraps. I didn't want word getting out about my weakened state."
"Makes sense," Tsuyu said, voice calm. Though, she'd be lying if she said that she wasn't unnerved as well. "If villains learned about All Might's other form, they'd probably attack a lot more..."

"I'm assuming that's why you took a position at U.A.?" Yaoyorozu half-asked.

All Might nodded. "It was meant to be set up so I could retire soon later..." Izuku couldn't help but notice that he left out the part about the successor.

The room was tense after the news broke. It was a lot to take in, all things considered. Everyone had thought of All Might like an immovable object - always wearing a fearless smile no matter the situation.

But their world view shattered when they were reminded that, even though he was the Number One Hero, he was a human too.

"This is insane," Kaminari mumbled.

"Does this mean...," Hagakure asked uneasily, "That the Nomu really did almost kill All Might...?"

Nobody bothered replying, as deep down, they all knew the answer.

Shinso looked down at his hand, stomach churning. If such a strong figure was hurt so badly that he was reduced to such a state... Then what could he do?

Even the calmest of the crowd were shaken, but Nezu didn't let it go on for long.

"Now, now, students," Nezu said, offering his smile which, if paid attention to, was noticeably softer than normal. "This incident is a thing of the past and it cannot be changed. All we can do now is to move past it."

"But...," Mina struggled, asking the question that everyone had on their minds. "How could All Might almost be defeated by someone?"

Yaoyorozu frowned. "I must admit, the idea is quite unsettling... How powerful must someone be to reduce All Might of all people to such a sad state...?" She straightened slightly, quickly bowing her head at the man. "No offense, sir."

"None taken," he said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. "I... Everyone has enemies. And there's almost always someone that's stronger than you."

Izuku sucked in a breath. Even he didn't know the extent of the power of the man that All Might had been so wary of.

Similarly, Tsukauchi tensed. He remembered the blood that had seeped through the man's clothes as he lay in the rubble, barely able to breathe. Having to watch as his friend was carried away into an ambulance with no certainty on how it would turn out...

"The past can't be changed," Nighteye spoke up, causing several people around him to stiffen. "It's best to remember it as something that was inevitable and move on. Learn from it."

Mirio furrowed his brows. "Sir..."

"Exactly," Nezu agreed, though he couldn't help but notice the sad look that flickered behind the man's eyes. "So while I'm not saying that any of you should forget what happened, you shouldn't dwell on it. It's a thing of the past and it cannot be changed so easily."

And with that, the room remained silent until the video began once again.

Changing perspectives, the show quickly played through the intro, switching to the Tatooin Shopping District. After a brief shot of the area, the camera focused on a bottle in which the sludge villain was encased.

He awoke, struggling to escape. "Where am I? What happened?" He paused, remembering his encounter with All Might, "Oh yeah. If it wasn't for him, I'd be out of town already..."

"That was rough," a voice said, the camera switching over to Bakugou and his friends. "Weren't you and Midoriya good friends back when you were kids?"

Bakugou froze. "Wait..."

"Kacchan...," Izuku mumbled.

"I... I apologize for losing him, Young Bakugou. It was entirely my fault - neither you nor Young Midoriya should blame yourselves," he rambled, "Pros are supposed to be more responsible, and yet I-"

"Just...," Bakugou let out, clenching and unclenching his fist, "...Leave it."

All Might closed his mouth, but he kept a worried eye on the boy.

"It's alright, Bakubro," Kirishima said, offering some kindness.

"Whatever," he replied, looking away. "Just shut up about it."

"Yeah," the other turned to Bakugou, "You were a little harsh with him today."

Bakugou looked down, an empty soda can resting in his palm. "It's his own fault for getting in my way." As he walked, he kicked the bottle that held the sludge villain.

"You shouldn't waste your time with the guy," one of his friends suggested.

Bakugou thought back to that morning, scoffing as he exploded the can with his quirk. "Someone's gotta teach that worthless nerd how the world really works," he threw the can to the side, "I hate it when he talks heroes."

Most people in the room tensed, but after Bakugou looked down, nobody found it necessary to say a thing to him.

However, Iida did speak up nonetheless. "I understand that Bakugou likely feels bad for his actions, but shouldn't the other students be reprimanded as well?" he asked, frowning.

Ojiro sighed. "It's not like anyone can do much since most of them probably went to different schools."

"I wouldn't underestimate his power," Tamaki mumbled, and suddenly they felt a coldness in the air.

"Oh," Nezu said 'calmly,' "I wouldn't be so sure about that."

"It's really fi-" Izuku began, only for Nejire to shoot him wide eyes and shake her head. Afterwards, he confusedly sat back down, mumbling to himself.

His friends laughed, one of them giving a suggestion. "Hey, I got an idea. We should go to the arcade. Get your mind off it, ya know?"

"Fine."

"Or," the other grinned, "We can sneak into the bar at the station. Pick up some ladies."

His friend agreed, while Bakugou yelled at them, the sludge seeping out of the bottle as they spoke. "Idiots! If we get caught, there's no way U.A. would let me in!"

Midnight raised a brow. "I hope that's not the only reason you didn't go."

Bakugou turned around - half confused, half annoyed. "Why are you the one scolding me?"

She scoffed. "What is that supposed to mean?!"

"No, no," Present Mic said, "He has a point." And, in that moment, Kaminari looked at him like he was his personal hero.

"How rude," she grumbled, crossing her arms. "I wasn't that bad."

"Yes you were," Mic and Aizawa said simultaneously, leaving her to annoyedly mutter to herself.

As Bakugou talked, his friends' eyes widened, noticing the sludge villain behind him. They each pointed towards him, drawing Bakugou's attention to a reforming sludge monster.

"Perfect," the mud-like creature gurgled, "I like a skinsuit with some fire!"

The screen once again switched to where Midoriya and All Might were, resuming the boy's scream.

Bakugou visibly tensed, and All Might gestured for Aizawa to pause the video, though he was already doing so.

"Young Man," he said to the younger blonde, "Do you need to leave for now?"

"It's totally fine if you don't wanna watch, little listener," Present Mic agreed. "Trauma isn't a great thing to re-experience."

Bakugou scoffed. "I'm not traumatized like some damn weakling."

Cementoss frowned. "Even heroes go through trauma."

"Shut it, you oversized cinder block!" he barked, "I said I was fine!"

The man looked a bit offended, but he nodded nonetheless.

"If you're sure," All Might said, only gesturing towards Aizawa once again when the blonde discreetly nodded.

Nobody mentioned the way he leaned towards the man's direction, and the video continued.

Midoriya stuttered as he looked at the man, "Huh... Wait... I... Who... What happened?! You deflated!" Glancing left to right, he searched for All Might, not recognizing him in his skeletal form. "Where'd All Might go? You!" He switched his attention to the man, accusing him. "You're not him! You're a fake! An imposter!"

"I assure you that I am All Mi-" he sighed, blood pouring from his mouth.

"Yikes," Kaminari said, recoiling. "F in the chat."

Jiro blinked before burying her head in her hands.

"Seriously though," Kirishima squirmed uncomfortably, "That's gotta hurt."

All Might shook his head. "Actually, only the initial injury hurt all that much. I admit," he sighed, "It is uncomfortable sometimes, but it doesn't really ever hurt unless I strain myself."

"That's still not good, All Might," Izuku frowned. "You shouldn't strain yourself enough to know that."

"Wh-" the man said, "You already..."

"Even Midoriya knows," Mina said, "And he breaks his bones like it's a hobby."

All Might looked positively defeated, sulking as if he had a bunch of Recovery Girls berating him. He swore he could even hear her voice.

Midoriya rightfully screamed, shouting, "IMPOSSIBLE!"

A cartoon of a man at the pool appeared, straining to flex. "You know how guys at the pool are always sucking in and flexing and trying to look buff?" he wiped the blood from his lips, "I'm like that."

"THIS CAN'T BE REAL!" Midoriya panicked. "No... I'm dreaming... All Might's a giant of a man who saves everyone. He defeats all obstacles and wins the day with a fearless smile...!"

"Maybe," Todoroki said, narrowing his eyes, "He has a twin."

Jiro turned towards him, dumbfounded. "Are... are you being serious right now or-"

"You're right!" Mina exclaimed.

Iida looked between the two. "That doesn't make any sense! How would he switch so quickly?!"

"No, man," Kirishima spoke up, nodding solemnly, "You don't understand; it's the power of twins. They've got some freaky magic stuff goin' on."

"What is even going on?!" Jiro groaned.

"It makes more sense than that whole pool explanation," Tsuyu added.

Tokoyami agreed. "Maybe, one of the twins prefers to revel in the dark while the other prefers fame."

"Or!" Mei suggested, grinning, "He's a robot!"

"That could be a possibility too," Sero said, nodding to himself.

Coming to a surprise to most, even Shinso joined in. "What about like, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde?"

"Oh, oh, yeah!" Nejire exclaimed, "That makes sense too!"

"But," Midoriya mentioned, "Neither of his forms are evil."

"Even you, Midoriya?!" Iida yelled exasperated.

"Fair point," Shinso admitted, ignoring Iida. "But I was mostly suggesting a shared body in general."

Uraraka put her hand on the cheek. "But which one is true?"

"Well, it's definitely not the pool thing," Ojiro replied.

A resounding nod passed through the students in the room.

"Is this seriously going on right now?" Midnight muttered.

"It's all in good fun, right?" Cementoss said, a slight hint of worry in his voice.

Snipe chuckled. "It's not as if they believe it. They're just jokin' around."

"I wouldn't discount them," Aizawa deadpanned, causing the teachers to look a bit nervous.

"Hey, Present Mic!" Kaminari called out, "You're a pro - what do you think the answer is?"
The man looked a bit surprised, turning towards a sighing Aizawa as a grin grew on the blonde's face. "Good question, Little Listener. Honestly, I'm fond of the body-switch theory myself."

"It does make more sense than the whole robot thing," Mina mentioned. "Since there's no metal parts or anything."
"And he doesn't shine like me!" Aoyama winked.

Mei narrowed her eyes suspiciously towards All Might. "That's what you think..."

All Might gulped at her gaze, attempting to turn away only to find more eyes on him.

"So," Todoroki finally pressed, "What's the answer, All Might?"

"My money's on the twin thing!" Mina shouted.

Hagakure raised her hand. "Swap for me!"

"I also agree with the twins," Tokoyami said.

Shoji grew a mouth on one of his limbs. "Swap."

"Robot," Mei said simply, still eyeing the Number One Hero.

"Nah," Bakugou shook his head, joining in as well and earning grins from the Bakusquad, "He's just cosplaying. It's makeup and all that shit."

Mineta looked bewildered. "How would he even change that fast?!"

"Duh," Mina replied, rolling her eyes, "He would've been practicing. Anyways," she said, turning towards Bakugou, "It is another possibility."

Bakugou simply nodded, and Yaoyorozu herself spoke up. "I personally agree with the makeup idea. It can really do wonders."

"Oh my god, Yaomomo," Jiro groaned.

Koda gave a slight smile, putting up two fingers (one more curled than the other) and swapping them.

"Clearly he believes the Hyde-Jekyll swap theory," Sato said, "And I personally agree."
"I like the twin thing," Mirio said, grinning.

Tamaki simply sighed before nodding. "Yeah, sure, why not...?" he mumbled.

"Enough," Nighteye finally said, causing All Might to sigh with relief while the other students stiffened. "Clearly," he spoke sharply, scanning the room, "The twin teleportation theory is nonsense."

All Might sighed. "Thank y-"

"Obviously, he uses his quirk to run home and bring his twin over, hence the smoke," he finished, causing everyone in the room to look at him with a bewildered expression.

"Sir!" All Might shouted out, and the man simply straightened back in his chair, allowing the chaos to continue as Mirio chuckled beside him.

"Of course," Midoriya muttered, "As much as twins are magical, I doubt teleportation without a quirk is in their ability set. And the smoke could always be kicked up from the dust created from the speed of his quirk. It just makes sense."

Mina cleared her throat, gaining the attention of the class. "Here ye, here ye. All in favor of the new and improved twin idea raise thy hands."

Slowly, the majority of the room began to raise their hands - asides from most of the teachers, Mei, Jiro, and Iida. Even Nezu held one paw up, and Present Mic raised his hand, earning an exasperated sigh from All Might.

"C'mon, Iida," Uraraka grinned, "You know it's true."

The boy simply blinked, shaking his head as he put his hand into the air. "I suppose it makes the most sense out of all of them..."

"Yes!" Mina grinned before turning towards Jiro. "C'moooon."
"No," she said.

"Jiroooo," Hagakure half-whined, "C'mooooooon."

Soon enough, half the room was begging Jiro to raise her hand, causing her to twitch in annoyance.

"fINE GOD DAMN IT!" she shouted, throwing her hand into the air. "Happy?!"

Kaminari sniffled, wiping a fake tear away with his free hand. "So happy."

Jiro sighed, but she still allowed a small smile to cross her face.

"Mei?" Mina asked.

"Sorry," she shrugged, "I'm all for the robot theory."

"Fair enough," she nodded.

Kaminari turned around towards the teachers. "Any of you in favor? Besides Present Mic and Nezu, of course."

With a deadpan expression, Aizawa slowly raised his hand, causing the teacher's to look at him with bewildered expressions while the students snickered.

"What?" he asked. "They're right - it's a better excuse than flexing."

"Fair enough...," Midnight finally muttered, raising her hand. "Alright, I agree."
Cementoss sighed and chuckled to himself. "Fair enough," he said, raising his own hand.

Soon enough, the only one in the room with their hand down (besides Mei) was All Might, who looked positively distressed.

"Admit it, All Might," Todoroki said.

Kaminari solemnly nodded. "The council has decided your fate."

The man looked between those who originally opposed, - Iida and Jiro - those who he thought would've opposed, - Tokoyami and Yaoyorozu - the teachers, and even Midoriya himself, but to no avail. Each person stared into his soul, waiting for his admittance.

"Really?" he asked.

He earned a resounding nod.

"Fine," he sighed, putting his hand up. "Sure."

The theater slowly put their hands down before erupting into cheers, leaving a bewildered All Might. However, after a few moments, he found himself chuckling, glad that humor could be found in the situation.

All Might sighed, sitting down as he leaned against the bars behind him. "There's plenty of fear behind that smile. I'm counting on you to keep your mouth shut. Don't go talking about this online or telling your friends." Midoriya leaned forwards, confused, gasping as he saw an injury on All Might's stomach area. Though, 'injury' was an understatement.

"Dang that got depressing fast," Kaminari said bluntly.

"...Does this count as telling it to his friends?" Sero asked offhandedly.

Mina dramatically gasped. "It does! Midoriya!" she yelled, causing the boy to look over confusedly, "You broke your promise!"

"Wh-" he let out, "Huh?!"

"Wow, Midoriya," Kaminari sighed, shaking his head, "I thought you were better than that."

"Sorry, Deku," Uraraka said with false pity in her voice, "But I'm going to have to agree."
Izuku looked around for help, eyes falling upon All Might. And, although the man tossed him a sympathetic look, he read in between the lines: 'Sorry, young man, but you did the same thing to me just moments ago.'

The boy sighed in defeat, nodding and accepting his fate.

"Pretty gross, right?" he gestured to his wound, "I got this in a fight five years back. My respiratory system was basically destroyed. I lost my whole stomach. All the surgeries have pretty much worn me out."

"I know this isn't a completely appropriate question given the circumstances," Yaoyorozu began, "And I apologize if I'm ruining the mood, but how do you eat, sir?"

All eyes turned towards the man, and he looked a bit flustered before clearing his throat.

"It's more of an exaggeration, I suppose," he answered, "But my stomach wasn't removed. It still works, just not as well as it used to.

"I see," Yaoyorozu replied, nodding slowly. "That makes sense. Thank you."

"Sure," he chuckled.

"Besides that," Iida mentioned, "I hope you're still seeing medical professionals, All Might."

The man turned red once again. "Of course..."

"Well," Mina laughed to herself, "If you're anything like Midoriya, we can't be sure."

Kirishima gave a slight smile. "Yeah, it's super manly what you guys do, but you've really got to take care of yourselves."

While All Might looked a bit embarrassed, Izuku was confusedly trying to figure out how the topic changed to include him, completely missing the look Todoroki was tossing at the two.

"We know neither of them have any sense of preservation," Aizawa said monotonically and earning slightly offended looks from them, "But if we mentioned it every time it happens, we'd be here for way too long."

Nezu chuckled, sipping his tea and causing the two to look defeated. "I concur."

"I can't be fixed. Right now I can only do hero work for about three hours a day. Rest of the time? This is what I look like."

"Ah...," Kirishima said, rubbing the back of his head, "So that's why you're leaving class as soon as it ends. And that time's probably even lower now..." All Might nodded at his last statement, causing a few students to shift nervously, though he didn't bother specifying just yet.

Once everyone was done processing All Might's confirmation, Tsuyu agreed with Kirishima's words. "It makes a lot more sense now. Ribbit."

"Though," Yaoyorozu mentioned, "Shouldn't you be spending your time doing hero work instead? Ah," she added embarrassedly, "Not that I'm trying to be rude..."

"Well, I suppose I could," All Might replied, chuckling nervously, "But I wanted to be able to teach the younger generations. And, well... There is another reason, but you'll see that very soon." All but Midoriya, Tsukauchi, Nezu, and Nighteye looked over confusedly, and Mirio spoke quietly to his mentor.

"Do you know something, Sir?" he questioned.

"I do," he replied simply, "But it's not my secret to share. You'll have to wait like everyone else."

Mirio almost spoke up, but when he saw the distant look in the man's eyes, he decided against it, instead looking back towards the screen.

"No way," Midoriya leaned forwards, "Five years ago? So does that mean it was the fight with Toxic Chainsaw?"

"Of course you'd know that," Kaminari laughed.

"Honestly," Jiro smiled, rolling her eyes, "You must have a whole encyclopedia in that brain of yours."

Izuku blushed. "Uh..."

Uraraka laughed as well. "There's no need to get all flustered, Deku," she said, though her cheeks tinted pink when he turned towards her. "It's actually really inspiring, y'know?"

"I-inspiring?" he stuttered.

"Yeah, like," she turned away awkwardly, scratching her jaw and attempting to hide the pinkness in her face (though Mina gave her a sly grin), "It makes you want to learn more and stuff, y'know? And it's just interesting... Uhm..."

"I agree," Iida spoke up, saving Uraraka from her embarrassment, "It is quite admirable, Midoriya."

"It's really not that amazing," he mumbled, and he was beginning to resemble Tamaki in his awkwardness (which Nejire was sure to tease him about).

"I'm pretty sure everything thinks it's impressive, little listener," Present Mic said with a grin.

"But-"

"JuSt tAke ThE fReAkInG CoMplImEnT," Kaminari said, somehow speaking in both uppercase and lowercase in 'real life.'

Izuku sighed. "Yeah, okay." He raised his head, giving everyone a smile that could light up a room. "Thanks, guys."

"Oh god," Kirishima said, smiling, "So manly."

Mina reached towards the ceiling, gasping for air. "I should've... brought... sunglasses..."

"Knock it off, extras," Bakugou said, rolling his eyes, "You're gonna give him an aneurysm."

"Awh," Mina shot up from the dead, cooing, "So you do care."

He shot her a glare, sparking explosions in his palms. "I can make sure you stay dead next time."
Mina gulped, looking up at Aizawa, but the man simply shook his head.

"Learn to take consequences for your actions," he replied bluntly, causing Present Mic and Midnight to laugh next to him. And, as for Izuku, he was simply glad that the attention had moved away from him by that point.

The pink girl, however, slumped down, sighing. "Aw man..."

"Wow," All Might praised him, "You know your stuff. But no," he flexed, "The punk may have landed some hits, but he couldn't bring me down. Most of the world has never heard of this fight. I did everything I could to keep it under wraps."

"Damn," Kirishima frowned, "It just keeps sounding worse and worse."

"Luckily for us," All Might said, giving a small smile, "The villain is gone now."

Neither he nor Tsukauchi mentioned that they weren't quite sure about his claim.

After showing a quick scene of citizens, there was a close up on All Might's face. "I'm supposed to be the guy who's always smiling, right? I'm the Symbol of Peace. People everywhere have to think that I'm never afraid. But honestly," he revealed, clenching his fist, "I smile to hide the fear inside. It's just a brave face I put on when the pressure is high. This job isn't easy. Pro heroes are always having to risk their lives."

"And that," Nezu said, sipping his tea as always, "Is the truth. As much as most aspiring heroes hope to be able to jump into the easy and 'interesting' parts of heroism, that's not all there is."

"Exactly," Aizawa said once Nezu glanced towards him, "Hero work - like life - isn't all sunshine and rainbows. You'll have good moments, ones where you feel glad, proud, and all of that, but you'll also have the bad ones. There'll be times where you'll get injured, where you'll see people close to you get injured or even be mortally wounded. There'll also be times where you won't be able to save everyone.Your class should know this kind of thing better than anyone." Every student in the room, although faced towards him, looked down in a sort of sad understanding.

"Still," he sighed, "Don't always keep your mind on the negatives. That's how things get depressing. As much as I hate to admit it, people like All Might really do help even when things go wrong." The man in question looked mildly offended, but he didn't speak up. "Smiling or even remaining calm in the face of danger is something that's difficult and will take time to learn. You'll learn, however, that it'll help. Not only will it calm citizens if you remain calm, but it'll help you to keep that up, and if you're strong enough, it might even strike fear within villains." Once the room was silent for a moment, he said his final words for the time being. "Understand?"

After a brief moment, the class gave a resounding nod. "Yes, sir."

"It's scary how good you are at that," Midnight mentioned under her breath.

"It's part of being a teacher," Aizawa replied, waving her off.

Present Mic chuckled to himself. "Not all teachers care that much, Shou."

"Yeah," Vlad mentioned, "As much as I hate to admit it, I'm not as great as you when it comes to teaching. Though," he sighed, eye twitching, "My class doesn't exactly make it easy..."

Aizawa simply sighed. "That's what happens with problem children."

"Some villains just can't be beaten without powers," All Might said.

"Oh no," All Might muttered, and Izuku bit his lip.

"What's wrong?" Hagakure asked nervously. "Is something bad about to happen."

All Might placed his hand over his mouth. "I suppose it could be worded that way."
"Uhm...," Izuku spoke up, "Just... Don't think any less of All Might after this, okay? He was right." He shook his head when All Might began to protest. "I didn't even bother trying to train myself or anything before. I had already mostly given up, I guess. And normally he wouldn't be wrong."

Everyone shifted uneasily, a thought within their collective minds pointing to what All Might might've said.

So no, I honestly don't think you can become a hero without a quirk."

"I... See," Midoriya gulped.

The room was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

"He...," Kirishima trailed off. "Why?"

"It... It was a mistake," All Might admitted, sighing. He looked down, though, not ready to see the eyes that he already felt shooting through him. "I was obviously wrong, and I regret what I said. If anyone were to ask me again, I'd say yes in a heartbeat."

"Given that they actually tried," Izuku mentioned, offering a slight smile.

All Might gave a sad chuckle. "Yes. If they tried or at the very least had the heart for it."

"As much as I'd like to say All Might is wrong," Aizawa said, and All Might began to wonder if he was just giving harmless (or even unintentional) jabs or he really disliked him, "He's not, in a way. I do fight quirkless, as you know, but I trained so I could do so. If Midoriya had never even attempted to train before, what All Might said would make sense. Though," he said, tossing the man a sharp look, "Breaking it to him so harshly wasn't the best way to do it.

"I can agree with that," All Might said, nodding. After a moment, he turned towards Izuku, offering a small smile. "I apologize for what I said, Young Man. I was incredibly wrong to be preaching what I couldn't follow through with myself."

Izuku looked mildly embarrassed, but shook his head nonetheless. "Really, All Might, I don't mind anymore. Please don't beat yourself up about it." He bit his lip, glancing around the room. "Nobody else, either."

Although nobody reacted, they all knew their silence was an agreement, and they offered understanding smiles to the hero.

"If you wanna help people, there are plenty of other ways to do it. You could become a police officer. They're looked down on because the heroes do most of the work, but it's a fine profession." All Might opened the door that led downstairs, saying final words before shutting the door behind him. "It's not bad to have a dream, young man, just... Make sure your dreams are attainable. Realistic. Understand?"

"Harsh," Kirishima winced.

All Might sighed, placing his hand on his forehead.

"But," Yaoyorozu admitted a bit sorrowfully, "Realistic."

Midoriya was left on the roof as All Might walked down the steps, coughs escaping his lips.

"Excuse my language," Iida said, turning around, "But what the fuck were you thinking leaving him on the roof?!"

The man winced (along with most people who heard Iida's sharp swear). "I know..."

"I take back every good thing I've ever said about you," Aizawa said coldly.

All Might seemed to deflate even more than he already had.

After a jab from Midnight, though, Aizawa sighed. "Whatever. That's not true. But I expect you to fucking understand that your words have consequences - especially if you're dealing with a kid on the roof, and extra especially because you're the god damn Number One Hero that literally every child looks up to."

"I understand," All Might said, nodding solemnly. "It was an awful mistake. More than."

And, while some of the adults carried on with their conversation, Uraraka turned towards Izuku with a horrified expression. "Is that when you..."

The boy turned, speaking quietly. "It was only a thought..."

She gave him a sad look, but there was no pity in her eyes - only kindness. And, instead of mentioning it so all could see, she simply put her hand on top of his, squeezing it tight to show her understanding.

Izuku could admit - he really appreciated it.

"Now that we're done with all that 'French,'" Kaminari said, "I'll be the first to say that this is really awkward. And I know this is all emotional, but it's in the past, yeah? I don't mean to be harsh, and yeah we should probably talk about it, but I don't want a bunch of tension everywhere. I mean, I don't wanna crack jokes and seem like I don't care, y'know? So can we like... I don't know," he sighed, "Agree that after everything's talked out, we lighten the mood afterwards?"

After a brief moment of silence, Aoyama spoke up. "That wasn't even French."

Kaminari stared at the boy, blinking repeatedly before bursting into laughter. "God damn it man, the one time I have a good point."

Aoyama gave his signature smile - though softer, in a way - as everyone around chuckled and laughed (Izuku included), and shrugged fashionably. "It's what you wanted, mon amie - non?"

Safe to say, everyone appreciated the change in mood.

Glancing down, he said, "Now, let's get you to the station." After tapping on his pocket, he gasped, pulling the material inside out of each of them. He glanced back and forth, panicking as a loud explosion was heard from outside.

"Oh crap," Sero let out, "I totally forgot about that..."

"Yeah," Kirishima frowned, "I kinda got caught up in the moment..."

Looking out the window, All Might noticed smoke billowing from a few blocks away. Gulping, he dropped his pockets. "Not good."

"More than not good," Iida said, raising a brow. "The situation is downright severe."

Izuku sucked in a breath. "Can't argue much with that..."

Bakugou huffed. "Yeah."

The boy was broken from his trance as he heard the explosion as well, wandering closer to the edge to investigate. Upon noticing the smoke, he gasped, hurriedly running towards the door. "A villain! I wonder what hero will show!"

Midoriya stopped as All Might's words echoed through his mind. "Some villains just can't be beaten without powers. So no, I honestly don't think you could become a hero without a quirk." His shoulders drooped and he closed his eyes, making his way downstairs at a much slower pace.

"I really am sorry, Young Man," All Might restated.

"It's fine, All Might," Izuku replied with a genuinely cheerful smile, "I really don't mind anymore. I know you care."

"Because he's your FATHER!" Todoroki said, yelling towards the end (yet somehow retaining his monotone voice).

Both turned to look at the boy, only for Izuku to facepalm moments later.

"What...?" All Might asked confusedly.

"Sports Festival," Izuku muttered with a sigh.

"Well now I'm curious," Mina said, grinning. "Spill."

"Clearly," Todoroki stated again, "Midoriya is-"

"Todoroki," the boy groaned, "Please."

Todoroki narrowed his eyes. "Fine... For now..."

And from then on out, the theater was all-too-confused, with only Todoroki and Midoriya in the know.

All Might ran (incredibly strangely and slowly) through the city as the screen shifted to reveal the wreckage of the villain attack.

Flames licked at posts, bringing them down with thuds as panicked people ran from the chaos. Heroes, however, rushed to the scene, soon realizing that there was someone encased in the monster's goop.

"Bakubro," Kirishima said suddenly, and the blonde stiffened.

"You can still leave, Young Bakugou," All Might offered, but the boy simply shook his head, teeth gritted.

Kirishima just barely shifted towards the blonde, but it still acted as some sort of nonchalant comfort that he could (but likely wouldn't) admit was helpful.

"They've taken someone hostage!" Death Arms exclaimed, his fists colliding. The man rushed towards the creature, punching the sludge. "How dare you prey on a child?!"

The monster simply laughed as the man's hand sunk into his body.

"What is this?!" Death Arms shouted, desperately trying to free his arm. His eyes widened as a tentacle came his way. "Some kind of goo!"

Death Arms was thrust into the door of a garage, groaning as he fell.

Jiro winced. "Damn..."

"Did you know anything about this before, Jiro?" Yaoyorozu asked curiously.

"Huh? Oh," she replied, shrugging, "I mean, he mentioned an attack. He said something about training so he wouldn't find himself in a situation like that again."

"That's always good," Tsuyu mentioned.

"If he didn't at least try," Aizawa said drily, "Then he'd be a poor excuse for a hero."
Present Mic shook his head solemnly. "Brutal as always."

"You okay, Death Arms?" a hero asked, running towards the monster.

"Heh! Stay back or I'll snap his neck!" he gargled.

"That must've been terrifying!" Mineta yelped.

"Really, though," Ojiro shuddered. "I'd like to say I'd be fine, but I seriously doubt it."

"Tch," Bakugou let out. And, although he didn't say anything else, everyone understood it as 'Stop mentioning it, because yes, it was terrifying and no, I won't admit it out loud.'

Shinso frowned. He was more than beginning to feel like he judged most of Class 1A entirely unfairly. Izuku, though, tossed him a smile, causing Shinso's eyes to widen and wonder if the boy was also telepathic.

Bakugou struggled, screaming as he stretched the sludge. "YOU PICKED THE WRONG GUY TO MESS WITH! I'M GONNA SEND YOU BACK TO WHATEVER SEWER YOU CRAWLED OUT OF!" His palms forced out explosions as he fought back, spreading the fire. "LET ME GO!"

"Always fighting," Kirishima chuckled, attempting to alleviate the awkwardness.

"Yeah, Shitty hair," Bakugou said, rolling his eyes. "If I just stopped I wouldn't be much of anything."

Mina stared at him with wide eyes before smiling. "They grow up so fast..."

"I'll kill you."

"Alright," she said, recoiling a bit, "Maybe not that fast."

Wind rushed from the explosions, pushing the heroes backwards.

"You have so much power!" the sludge monster laughed, "I really hit the jackpot! With a quirk like yours under my control, I could take All Might down with one punch!" He began forcing his 'tentacles' into the air, sending them into a spiraling motion.

Bakugou scoffed. "Even with my quirk, that bastard couldn't take him down."

Hound Dog slightly smiled at the boy's acceptance, but the blonde refused to acknowledge it. And, similarly, Izuku gave a slight, knowing smile, hoping that his 'Kacchan' really was changing for the better.

Citizens began to comment on the action, panic rising among them.

"What was that? Some kind of special move?"

"Dude is a legit supervillain..."

Smiles lit up as gasps came from the crowd. "It's her! The hero Mount Lady will stop him!"

Mount Lady rushed forwards, eyes widening as she stumbled backwards. "My only weakness!" she gasped, "I need at least a two-lane road if I'm gonna make my way through here!"

Aizawa's eye twitched. "You're kidding."

"Seems like plot convenience to me," Kaminari mentioned.

Sero shot him a dirty look. "Dude!"

The lightning-quirked boy tossed him a cheesy grin, shrugging as Sero ripped off tape and grumbled to himself.

"Ignoring whatever that was...," Midnight said before looking irritated, "Seriously! This is ridiculous! This woman, I swear..."

Kamui Woods wrapped up civilians in his limbs, rescuing them from the scene. "Fire and wood don't exactly make a good combination! I'll let someone else stop this guy!"

"Don't look at me!" Backdraft called out, hosing down the fire, "I've got my hands full here!" He glanced from left to right, speaking to the heroes. "Where are those fire trucks?! Can you guys get to him?!"

"I can't get a grip on his weird body," Death Arms replied, "Plus, that kid's quirk is causing explosions left and right!"

"This is a shutout! We gotta rally and knock him out of the park somehow!" shouted a nearby hero.

Slowly, as soft words began to fill the air, the theater looked down to see Midoriya muttering to himself, causing anyone with plans to speak up to remain silent.

"If she couldn't fit, that means Mount Lady can't regulate her sizes. Even so, she likely could've done multiple things to end the situation quickly. Hm... Maybe she could simply reach her hand in and grab Kacchan - it seems long enough. If not, her sheer size gives her power. And she might've been able to work up a good wind if she swatted at the sludge villain, allowing Kacchan breathing room and a possible escape." He frowned, tapping on his chin. "Even if that didn't work, Kamui Woods could've reached in through the back, entirely avoiding his explosions and bringing him out safely. Or," he shifted, "Backdraft could've diluted the sludge villain's slime, thereby ensuring that Kacchan could leap out or Death Arms could pull him away. By ignoring him in favor of attending to the fires, he was just allowing more to be created, which caused issues for both him and Kamui."

"In short," Nezu said near the end, "If they had actually bothered to work together, they'd be able to save Bakugou."

Izuku blinked, looking up at the mouse-dog-bear-thing and pausing as his cheeks bloomed with red. "Was that out loud...?"

"Yeah," Kaminari chuckled, a grin spreading across his cheeks. "And honestly, I'm pretty proud of myself! I actually kinda followed along!"

"Deku's muttering habit rubbing off on all of us," Uraraka laughed.

Mei snapped her fingers together. "Explains the future me situation!"

Izuku blushed. "Sorry..."

Kirishima laughed. "Nah, it's really cool, man."

"Besides," Yaoyorozu added, "You're helping the rest of the class to understand what's going on."
"And inadvertently teaching everyone how to analyze and adapt to situations," Iida mentioned.

The boy blinked surprisedly. "Really?"

"Really, kid," Aizawa said with a sigh. "Stop being so harsh on your work."

All Might grinned. "Exactly, Young Midoriya! Not only are you figuring things out for yourself, but you're also helping your classmates and future coworkers.Though," he admitted while chuckling, "You might want to keep that muttering down when you're trying to keep your plans secret."

Izuku blushed, but nodded anyway. "Okay! Gotcha!"

"Also," Mina said, grinning, "I wouldn't mind a lesson in analyzation."

"That might be fun!" Hagakure agreed.

Kirishima laughed. "I'm all for it."

"As am I," Yaoyorozu said, and Iida nodded next to him.

"It'd be pretty fun," Uraraka said, smiling.

The boy looked nervous as each of his classmates asked him for lessons, and All Might couldn't help but smile.

You are a true hero Young Man. You may not realize it just yet, but you're one of the best things that'll happen to the future hero world.

And, unfortunately for his previous stance, Nighteye was relatively inclined to agree.

Bakugou continued to struggle as the sludge monster laughed maniacally, almost completely enveloping the boy. He then launched an attack towards the heroes, forcing them to move backwards.

"Yuck," Mina shivered. "Also, scary."

Most were inclined to agree, even with the simple statement.

"It's no good! None of us have the right quirks for stuff like this!" Death Arms shouted, exasperated.

"But," Jiro mentioned, "As Midoriya pointed out, they could totally take the villain out if they helped each other out."

"Then again," Shinso muttered, "Most heroes are more obsessed with fame than actually taking the villain out."

Todoroki turned around with wide eyes, looking between the purple-haired boy and Aizawa. "Another one??" he whispered to himself, earning himself a confused look from Shinso, a sigh from Izuku, and a 'You better stop thinking what you're thinking right now' look from Aizawa.

The other hero nodded. "We'll do damage control until someone with the right quirk shows up!"

Aizawa looked annoyed. "That's an irrational stance to have. Even if you don't have the 'right' quirk, you can still do something about the situation instead of just waiting around hoping for the best. That's the difference between rookies and real pros."
Kirishima stared at the man, breaking out into a smile. "So manly..."

"Hear that, Shou?" Present Mic grinned, "You're manly."
The man rolled his eyes. "Shut it."

"There are still plenty of people to save...!" Backdraft commented, continuing to deal with the rising flames.

Kamui raised more citizens out of the blaze, "Don't worry, I bet all the heroes in the city are coming!"

Tsukauchi raised a brow. "That's definitely not true. Most heroes are busy at all times - believing that is nonsense." He scanned the future heroes - aka the students of U.A. - and offered a small smile that also held a sort of warning. "Don't count on someone coming to save you. You'll never know how long it takes, so always be prepared for the worst." Nobody noticed how his eyes flicked towards All Might.

"Yes, sir," both 1A and the Big 3 responded.

I'm sorry kid, Death Arms thought, fists shaking, you'll just have to hang on a little bit longer! He grunted, "If I only had more power I could blow this guy away!"

"You could do more than that!" Sero yelled, throwing his hands forwards. "I can think of like, a million ways right now."

"Seriously," Kaminari sighed. "At least he figured it out later, but still."

"Like literally just trying to grab Bakugou instead," Mina suggested, shrugging dramatically.

"Or," Jiro mentioned, "He could've asked the others for help."

"Exactly," each of them (except Jiro) said in unison.

Unbeknownst to most, the Bakusquad mainly kept up their comments to keep the attention off of Bakugou, who clearly didn't want to be pitied.

It was stupidly sweet and he refused to admit that it felt nice.

All Might arrived at the scene, panting as he rounded the corner. Civilians shouted towards the heroes, encouraging them to fight back.

Upon glancing at the battle, All Might gasped, remembering his encounter with Midoriya. I must've dropped him in the air... I got distracted, worrying about my time limit..., he clutched his chest, gripping a pole with the opposite hand, What a rookie mistake... And after lecturing that kid about what it takes to be a hero. I'm pathetic!

All Might sighed, scratching his jaw. "I apologize for my mistake, Young Bakugou."

"If you apologize again I'm gonna make sure you can't do it again," the blonde snapped back, rolling his eyes and surprising the man. "Seriously, old man, you're almost as bad as Deku. And," he said once he noticed that the man was about to speak again, "If you say sorry for that..." He sparked explosions in his hands, a menacing grin on his face. "I'll be kind of annoyed."
Izuku looked over, the tops of his ears turning red as All Might's did the same (though, the man was also looking a bit nervous).

It was only more fuel to the secret love child fueled fire (which, when worded in such a way, admittedly sounds a bit dark...)

"Anyways," Kirishima said, chuckling, "Don't be like that, All Might! You're not pathetic at all." He grinned, pounding his fist on his chest. "You're super manly!"

"Ah, well," the man said, reddening further, "Thank you, Young Man, but I'm not sure I deserve your praise."

"Nonsense!" Iida spoke up, shaking his head robotically. "All people - including heroes - make mistakes. You can only do your best to learn from them."

"Well put, Iida," Nezu smiled.

The boy startled, but he gained a slightly wider smile. "Thank you, sir!"

"For someone so famous," Aizawa mentioned under his breath, "You sure do blush a lot for compliments."

"Well... It's...," he fidgeted awkwardly, "It's different..."

"I getcha," Present Mic said with a grin, "When you get to know people, it means a lot more coming from them." He smirked, slyly turning towards Aizawa. "Right, Shou? Like when you-"

"I'll end you."

Tsukauchi simply nodded solemnly, and no more was said. He wasn't going to bother reprimanding the man for his threats - they'd never stop.

The screen turned over to Midoriya, who was wandering the streets as he flipped through his hero notebook. Echoes of doubt rattled around his brain as tears pooled in his eyes. Even All Might said it. A hero needs a quirk. He sniffled, Don't cry, dang it. Deep down you knew this. You've just been avoiding reality. That's why you were trying so desperately to prove yourself wrong.

"nOOOoo," Mina shouted, "my bAbiE!"

"You're super manly too, Midoriya!" Kirishima affirmed.

Uraraka grinned. "Yeah, you're powerful, smart, you help people calm down, you're inspiring-"

Mina slowly raised her head with each compliment Uraraka gave the boy, noticing how he was turning red. "Oh...," she chuckled darkly. "I see..."

Uraraka felt a shiver go down her spine.

The boy heard another explosion, causing his attention to shift. That's strange. Is the fight from earlier still going on? He glanced over to the crowd, explosions continuing as his heart pounded. Why am I here? Did I subconsciously walk this way to check it out?

"Heroic instinct," Kirishima grinned.

"Or coincidence," Jiro provided. "Though, I wouldn't discount the first option, knowing Midoriya?"

The boy blinked, returning from his embarrassed stupor. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Didn't you hear Ochako?" Tsuyu asked.

"Yeah, Midori," Mina smirked, "Didn't you?"

Uraraka couldn't help but feel like she was being targeted for a reason, but she decided not to think about it too much.

"Anyways," Sero said, "You're really heroic and it's honestly kind of crazy how willing you are to hurt yourself for others."

"I admit," Iida smiled, "I'm a bit jealous of your resilience."

"Yeah," Ojiro agreed, sighing with an awkward smile. "I don't think I could do half the things that you do."
"...I-"

"Take the compliments, damn nerd," Bakugou suddenly said, earning surprised looks from his classmates.

Similarly, Izuku startled, but his lips slowly spread into a smile. "Thanks, guys."

"Finally!" Sato half-shouted, causing the audience to delve into a bit of laughter.

He wandered over to the crowd, attempting to get a look at the fight. His head tilted back and forth as peered through bodies. I shouldn't even stop. All my notes are useless.

"Totally wrong," Midnight snorted.

"You've got Nezu's attention," Power Loader said, a slightly terrified look in his eyes, "And that's an impressive feat."

Nezu smiled, tail flicking, and Izuku gulped as he watched the staff shiver.

"Praising the kid is great and all," Aizawa said, "And I agree, but I think if everyone keeps doing this to him, he's going to have an embarrassment-induced heart attack."

"Fair enough," All Might said, lip quirking upwards.

"Like you're any better," Midnight snickered to herself, and the man looked over, sighing.

Midoriya suddenly gasped, eyes widening as he noticed the villain. It's the guy who attacked me! ...That can't be right. All Might captured him. His breath hitched as he thought back. But the bottle... If he dropped it... That means... It's my fault.

"I still agree, though," Izuku said, shaking his hands frantically when everyone opened their mouths to shower him in positivity, "I get it, It's not entirely my fault - a few people are to blame. But I can't say I'm not partly to blame either."

Kirishima sighed, laughing to himself. "I guess that's fair. Pretty manly to admit that, too."

"Is that your catchphrase or something?" Shinso asked. "You've said 'manly' 17 times already, you know."

Present Mic looked over amusedly. "You counted?"

Shinso snorted. "It got kind of hard not to."

"Fair enough," Kirishima agreed, grinning. "I guess it is my catchphrase."

"Watch him be in the field and start yelling at villains about how unmanly they're being," Jiro said, covering her mouth as she laughed.

Mina turned towards the boy, a desperate look in her eyes. "Please. I'm begging you. Please do that."

The boy looked a bit startled, but was quick to smile and put his thumb up. "Will do!"

"Awesome," Kaminari grinned, leaning back in his chair. "We've already changed the future - Kiri's got a catchphrase."

Sero nodded. "It's really our greatest accomplishment."

"At this rate, we'll be sure to save the world!" Uraraka exclaimed with an overexaggerated, dreamy look in her eyes.

Bakugou rolled his eyes. "God damn idiots."

Mina tossed him a grin. "You love us."

"Tch. You're all annoying as hell."

"But," Kirishima mentioned, wiggling his brows teasingly, "You didn't deny it."

"I swear I'll fuckin' roast you!" he barked back.

"Awh," Kaminari chuckled, "He's like an angry little pomeranian."

"WHAT WAS THAT, YOU BRAIN-FRIED PIECE OF SHIT?!" he roared, jumping up in his chair and lighting off explosions in his palms. "YOU TALK A WHOLE LOT OF CRAP FOR A WEAK ASS POKEMON RIPOFF!"

"Damn," Sero whispered, laughing under his breath, "He got you."

Kaminari looked offended, but before he could speak, Aizawa turned his gaze towards the two. "Knock it off," he said simply.

Bakugou twitched, but he sat down nonetheless, grumbling to himself. Similarly, Kaminari pouted, looking slightly downwards and attempting to hide the half-amused smirk on his face.

"How'd you do that?" Present Mic asked in awe.

"He's not stupid," Aizawa simply replied, refusing to give a more detailed response.

A man turned to someone next to him. "Why aren't the heroes doing anything?"

"It looks like they've met their match. Plus, it looks like the villain captured a kid," the other replied, "Things aren't looking good for the heroes."

"That's gonna be an oof from me, dawg," Kaminari said.

Jiro turned towards him, eye twitching. "You really need to stop."

"I think my memes are very plus ultra, thankyouverymuch," he replied smugly, causing her to take in a deep breath while she mumbled to herself.

Sero laughed. "You're gonna break her if you keep doing this."

Kaminari simply shrugged. "It iiiis what it iiiis."

While Mina and Sero had to suppress their laughter, it seemed as if Jiro might have a stroke. Poor, poor Jiro.

"Okay but," Hagakure mentioned, "I've seen you watching those meme videos too. Something about needing to keep up with Kaminari or something?"

Mina's shipping senses kicked in, and she turned towards the girl with a terrifying glimmer in her eyes. "Oh?"

Her cheeks tinged red, and she looked away. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Awwwwh," Kaminari said, putting his hand over his heart. "I'm touched."

"Shut up, Jamming Whey," she muttered, sinking further into her chair as the red on her cheeks blossomed further.

Uraraka turned towards her. "I think it's pretty cute, actually!"

Jiro was more flustered than she could handle. "Well...," she said, looking between her and Midoriya, "What about you two?!"

It was Uraraka's turn to nearly die by that point, while Izuku looked a bit surprised as to whatever was going on.

"Uraraka?!" he asked, shaking her a bit, "Are you okay?!"

Mina grinned evilly, pulling out her phone as Izuku panicked and tried to snap Uraraka out of it, taking a picture. "This one's for the books. Heh... heh... heh..."

Ojiro shivered. "You're evil, you know that?"

She looked more smug than she probably should've. "I try."

After hearing their conversation, Midoriya's head snapped back to the fight, noticing blonde tufts of hair peeking from the sludge. He captured someone? I wonder how long they've been in there... How can they survive being suffocated like that? He thought back to his own encounter with the villain. I thought I'd die after only a few seconds of struggling.

Bakugou's fingers curled into a fist, and, although he wouldn't admit it, he was grateful that his classmates knew enough not to shoot him pitiful looks.

"I wonder if I just thought that in the moment," Izuku mumbled, rubbing his hand on the front of his neck, "But either way, it definitely wasn't fun..."

Uraraka frowned. "I wouldn't think it would be."

"Maybe for someone Irredeemable," Kaminari shrugged, "Y'know, a masochist."

"I am going to kill all of you, but mostly Kaminari," Sero grumbled. "You keep doing this."

Kaminari snickered. "Sorry not sorry."

Sero looked towards him, holding his tape. "I've watched Aizawa-Sensei use his scarf too many times not to know how to kill a man using my tape."

"Yeah right," Kaminari smirked, rolling his eyes. After Tsukauchi tossed him a look, though, he shot up with a panicked expression. "Wait, seriously?!"

Aizawa almost felt proud.

...Almost.

Oh man... he cupped his hand over his mouth.

Confusion began to rise amongst the crowd.

"Wait, I'm confused. Isn't that the villain All Might was chasing after earlier?"

"What? All Might?! No way he lost! Where is he?!"

"Well, can someone call him or something?!"

"Seriously! Why hasn't he shown up to help the heroes!"

All Might frowned, but his students were quick to jump to his rescue.

"Hey!" Kirishima yelled at the screen, "That's totally not manly! All Might can't be counted on for everything!"

Aizawa would be lying if he said his lip didn't curl upwards at the comment, but he sure wouldn't acknowledge it if no one asked.

"Yeah!" Mina agreed, nodding rapidly, "Don't be so rude!"

"The ones in the bitter darkness scorn those in the spotlight only because they themselves can do no better," Tokoyami said, shaking his head.

Izuku looked offended on behalf of the man. "All Might has more arrests than any hero in the world (aside from Endeavor, admittedly, but we don't talk about him) - and his agency has more than double the amount of the bottom 20 heroes combined (10-20, im making this up, fight me xD). He also has one of the lowest rates when it comes to grievous injuries, and despite his immeasurable strength, his formidable control places him in the lower tiers of property damage as well! Besides," he said, clearly heated, "They weren't commenting about the other heroes on the scene, and they were only blocking the scene!"

After a moment of silence, Izuku began to realize that he had been ranting, redness blooming on his cheeks. "Oh. Sorry."

"That was so sweet," Uraraka said, laughing from under the hand that was placed over her mouth.

"Yeah, you tell it to 'em, Midoriya!" Kirishima half-yelled, grinning.

Shinso smirked and slightly teased the boy. "When it comes to others, you can't keep yourself from defending them, huh?"

"Well," he laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck, "It's different when it's someone else... I can only see all the facts and..."

"Great," Nezu smiled, "Now you know that the majority of the negative thoughts in your mind are simply unjust opinions because they're about yourself."

"If you look from an outside perspective," Thirteen mentioned, "You're much more impressive than you give yourself credit for."

Izuku blinked, looking around the room and seeing faces of agreement. And, rather than deny them, he gave a sigh before glancing up with a bright smile. "Thank you."

All Might looked touched and proud. "Young Man..."

"Soooo," Kirishima mentioned, "We have an Izuku Protection Squad... Should we make an All Might one too?"

"Protect the smiles of hope!" Mina cried out like a warrior.

Shrugging, the majority of the theater threw their fists into the air. "Of hope!"

Izuku and All Might exchanged looks before beginning to laugh, putting their own hands into the air as they grinned.

Lights shined on Midoriya and All Might, regret and blame clouding their minds.

I'm the one to blame. He wasted his energy on me.

All Might's grip tightened with each intrusive thought. I'm worthless.

He can't power up yet. And none of the heroes have the quirks to stop this monster.

So pathetic.

It's my fault. I'm sorry. So sorry.

A disgrace.

Help will show up and save the day, I'm sure.

I'm not a real hero.

Someone. A real hero will come soon.

"Boooo!" Kaminari yelled at the screen, giving the scene an animated thumbs down. "Old news!"

Uraraka shook her fist. "Yeah, Deku and All Might are both amazing!"

Izuku smiled, while All Might chuckled lightly as each student - and even some pros - gave the two praise.

"Protection Squads, Unite!" Kirishima yelled out, earning the support of the rest of the squads.

"You bet!" Present Mic shouted, careful not to use his quirk but still making Aizawa's eye twitch at the sudden yell.

Somehow, Nighteye was now wearing All Might merchandise and a single 'Deku' pin. Nobody bothered to question it, especially since they didn't want to evoke Sero's newfound wrath towards fourth wall breakage.

"Yes!" Mei grinned, causing Power Loader to sigh. "They'll make opportunities for me to create my babies!"

And, although the wording might have caused embarrassment before, everyone was far too used to it by that point to even stir. Except Tamaki, of course, who almost died.

"What's wrong, man?" Mirio asked.

"Wh-what's wrong?!" Tamaki sputtered. "She's talking about making babies - how can you not get embarrassed??"

Nejire waved him off. "They're just her inventions, Jiki."

"But-"

Iida tossed him a solemn, understanding look that said, 'I know it's weird, but honestly she's said it so many times that nobody even bothers to question it anymore. It'd be best if you got used to her antics as well, lest you end up in... unfavorable situation.'

Tamaki looked nervous at the mention of the 'unfavorable' situation (how he read Iida's silent words so well, nobody could guess), but still nodded, gulping.

Bakugou's eyes widened, fear plaguing his visible features.

Midoriya broke free, his notebook falling to the ground as he took off. He weaved through the crowd as the heroes watched.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" Sero blurted.

"He just... He..." Tamaki struggled to find his words, instead ending up just making several confused and defeated faces in a row.

Bakugou let out a deep, annoyed sigh. "You're still a fuckin' dumbass," he said, not quite yelling but not exactly quiet either.

Izuku shrugged sheepishly. "I just moved bef-"

"'I just moved before I could think,'" Iida said for him, raising a brow as he mimicked his voice. "That's what you were going to say, right?"

The boy blinked at his open mocking. "Well that kinda hurt..."

"Your recklessness transcends boundaries so much that even Iida sees it fit to mention it," Todoroki said. "And I agree. Especially after the Sport's Festival and Hosu."

"Todoroki," the boy said, exasperated, "You too?!"

Neither boy had any mercy for Izuku. Still, although everyone teased him about his lack of self preservation, they all knew that the boy really was going to be a great hero.

All Might gasped, eyes widened as he saw the boy in action.

The heroes took quick notice as well, attempting to stop him.

"NO, YOU IDIOT! STOP! YOU'RE GONNA GET YOURSELF KILLED!" Death Arms shouted.

"No u," Kaminari simply said.

Uraraka shook her head. "At least he tried."

"It's undeniable that you need to work on your carelessness in such situations, though," Aizawa said, a brow raised.

"Yes sir," he agreed sheepishly.

"Y'know," Midnight commented, "I don't know why, but I have the feeling that when/if we actually get into the future parts of this, he'll be even more reckless than before."

Nobody could really say much, as, even though they didn't want to think about it, they couldn't help but agree. It was kind of a personality trait at that point.

Midoriya tuned each of them out, picking up speed.

"UGH! This brat again!" the sludge monster growled.

"Well," Kaminari said, far too smugly for someone who didn't do anything, "That 'brat' is gonna take you out!"

"Terrifying," Mineta mumbled. "But kinda cool?"

"I can't say I disagree," Yaoyorozu commented, hand on her cheek as her lips curled into a slight smile.

Jiro sighed, putting her head back in her chair as she smirked. "I think your spirit is becoming infectious."

"Is that good or bad?" Izuku asked cautiously.

"Ehh," Kirishima shrugged, shaking his hand, "Both? It's manly, but at the same time I'm pretty sure if it gets too bad Aizawa-Sensei might kill us all."

Aizawa didn't protest, and that inspired more fear than words could.

"Anyways," Ojiro laughed nervously, "I mean, I don't think it's weird to see this as cool."

Uraraka agreed, beaming. "Yeah! We're able to see all this from a different perspective or whatever! Like, it really does feel like some exciting TV show."

"Almost like a shounen anime," Shoji offered, causing Sero's eye to unconsciously twitch.

"Oh, yeah!" Nejire grinned, "That'd be so cool!"

"Fair enough, students," Nezu smiled, "But don't be getting any ideas, alright?"

"Yes sir," the students replied.

"...Deku?" Bakugou tiredly whispered.

What am I doing?! Why am I running?! Why can't I stop?! He thought, rushing towards the creature. As the villain reached out his muddy hand, Midoriya panicked. What do I do? What would a hero do right now?!

"Why are you running?!" Kaminari shouted in an accent, "Why are you running?!"

"God damn it," Jiro mumbled.

"Hey!" the boy beamed, "That means you recognized it!"

Jiro froze. "...Uh."

"Just admit you like memes, already," Hagakure teased.

"No reason to be ashamed," Kirishima grinned. "I'm not on Reddit all the time like Kaminari, but I appreciate funny videos and everything."

Mina nodded, a smirk look on her face. "Memes are pretty great."

"Agreed," Sero said with finger guns.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure everyone in here likes them. At least when it comes to students," Ojiro offered with a sheepish smile.

Present Mic looked far too smug. "Well, I'd consider myself a high tier memer as well. Though," he frowned, "Now that I say that out loud, I sound like an old man."

"Nah - you go, Mic!" Kaminari laughed.

"Even Shou likes memes," Midnight snickered, causing the man to groan. "Though, they're mostly cat related."

Shinso's head just barely turned, but the look behind his eyes gave away his excitement - even with the bags underneath them.

Todoroki took notes.

"So, anyways," Mina said, "Just admit you like them, Jiro."

Izuku laughed. "There's nothing bad about them."

"Tch, damn nerd. You probably only like All Might memes," Bakugou said, rolling his eyes with the ghost of a smirk on his face.

The boy blushed, but he didn't deny the blonde's claim.

Jiro sighed, dragging her hands down her face. "Why...?"

"So you don't look like a boomer," Kaminari replied.

Her eye twitched, and after a moment, she took in a deep breath. "Fine. I like vines and memes. Whatever. Sue me."

Tsuyu tilted her head to the side, while the Bakusquad - and some others - cheered.

"Mission success," Kaminari grinned, "We got 'em this time."

Jiro didn't bother hiding her small smile, or her annoyance.

And the cringe moment (mostly) ceased.

He quickly thought of his hero notebook, mentally opening up to a page about Kamui Woods. Page twenty-five! Right!

Kaminari clicked his tongue, using an over-exaggerated Australian accent. "Noice."

The boy spun, hurling his backpack at the sludge villain's grotesque eye. "TAKE THIS!"

Flinching, the monster released Bakugou for a moment, allowing him to take a gulp of air.

"AWWWW YEAH!" Mina grinned, pumping her fist in the air and causing Izuku to laugh. "You go, Midori!"

Kirishima opened his mouth to speak, and Bakugou slapped his hand over it before he speak. 

"Dwayne I swear to fucking god if you were about to say manly..."

The boy's eyes widened, and he closed his mouth from underneath the blonde's palm. Slowly, he removed his hand, and Kirishima smirked. "Manly," he whispered quickly, only to leap out of his chair and running past the Bakusquad. "HEeEeLp!" he shouted, Bakugou close behind him.

"We'll miss ya, soldier," Kaminari said sadly, bowing his head.

"It was an honor knowing you," Mina agreed solemnly.

Sero wiped a fake tear from his eye. "Rest in piece...s."

"pIeCeS?!" Kirishima blurted, weaving through the seats. "MAYBE THIS WAS A MISTAAAAKE!"

"You kinda brought it on yourself," Jiro said, shrugging with a small smile on her face.

"But I thought it'd be funnnyyyy!" he cried out.

Shinso leaned on his chair, smirking. "If it's any consolation, this is pretty entertaining."

Kirishima was about to respond when, suddenly, he heard a roar behind him.

"SHITTY HAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIR!"

"Uh oh," he whispered, eyes wide as he was tackled to the ground. As Bakugou popped explosions in his hands, he looked up at Midoriya, fake tears in his eyes. "Avenge... me...," he whispered, falling to the ground, 'dead.'

"GET THE FUCK UP SO I CAN ACTUALLY KILL YOU FIRST!" Bakugou shouted.

Aizawa stood, scarf and hair floating into the air and eyes becoming a crimson red. "Bakugou," he warned, "Go sit back down."

"NO W-" he began, only to freeze when he saw the look in the man's eye. Grumbling under his breath, he stood up, returning to his seat (though not before scowling at Kirishima).

Slowly, when he heard the blonde leave, he let out a deep sigh. "Saved..."

"I can't protect you forever," Aizawa simply said, blinking and sitting down. Kirishima stiffened before solemnly nodding and standing, walking back to his seat while shaking his head at the Bakusquad, who simply tossed him cheesy grins in response.

"Comfort me, Bakubro," Kirishima mumbled sadly, leaning towards the blonde.

"Did you really just ask him for help?" Ojiro asked, bewildered.

"He's closest and I don't trust my Bakubois anymore," he said, looking away with false resentment.

Mina laughed. "C'mon, Kiri, don't be like that."

"It's too late for forgiveness," he said sadly.

"We'll get you some Crimson Riot merch," Sero offered, a smirk on his face.

Kirishima suddenly turned, a goofy grin on his face. "Alright, maybe you guys aren't that bad."

Most of the theater laughed at the sudden change, while Bakugou rolled his eyes, letting a small smile creep onto his face.

"KACCHAN!" Midoriya shouted, grasping at the sludge monster's body.

Bakugou yelled at the boy. "What?! Why are you here?!"

"Be grateful," Kaminari joked, "Tsk, tsk!"

"I must agree," Iida mentioned, nodding as he took the situation seriously. "Although Midoriya didn't make the best move, you should thank him for what he did for you."

Izuku smiled sheepishly. "I mean... he kind of did. In his own way."

Bakugou scoffed. "Shut up, damn nerd."

"Awwh," Mina cooed, "You care!" Bakugou turned towards her, a deadly look in his eyes. 

"Waitwaitiwait," she backtracked after noticing his glare, "NevermiND NEVERMIND-"

She was about to jump from her seat when Aizawa tossed down 'the look' and both students shifted back into place - the blonde annoyedly and the pink-haired girl nervously.

"I DON'T KNOW! MY LEGS! THEY JUST STARTED... MOVING!" he shouted frantically, still attempting to release the blonde.

Memories flashed on screen as an older Midoriya spoke. I don't know why I did what I did. Maybe it was the look on his face.

"So manly," Kirishima said, wiping away a fake tear.

Bakugou began to sit up, when Ojiro caught the boy's attention, shaking his head. "There's no point. He'll never stop."

The blonde's eye twitched, and he simply grumbled under his breath. After all, he wasn't wrong.

"Kacchan," Midoriya cried, "I couldn't just stand there and watch you die!"

All Might gasped, staring wide-eyed at the boy.

"GET OFF ME!" Bakugou shouted.

"Wack!" Kaminari half-yelled.

"Midori was doing his best," Mina scolded. "Be nice, Bakugou!"

The blonde rolled his eyes. "Shut it, Pinky."

"It's fine, guys," Izuku said, smiling sheepishly, "Kacchan's not great at expressing himself."
"wHAT'D YOU SAY, DEKU?!" he shouted. "I'M AMAZING AT SHOWING EMOTIONS!"

"Anger, maybe," Sero laughed under his breath.

Bakugou threw his arms to the sides, angrily yelling as he lit his explosions. "I'LL SLAUGHTER YOU, TAPE ELBOWS!"

"Could you compliment Midoriya?" Yaoyorozu asked, half-curious but admittedly amused.

"OF COURSE I COULD, PONYTAIL!" he scoffed.

"Bet," Jiro smirked. "Do it."

Bakugou turned towards the boy, a smug look on his face. "YOU'RE NOT AS STUPID AS THESE DUNCES."

Izuku looked a bit startled, while the Bakusquad suppressed their laughter.

"Wow," Sato blinked, "That sucked."

"I admit," Aoyama commented, "That was less than magnifique."

Bakugou turned red, partly because he was angry, and partly because he realized that he said something not too awful about Deku. "LIKE YOU FUCKERS COULD DO ANY BETTER!"

Aizawa blinked, unimpressed. "Have you even heard them this whole time?"

The blonde opened his mouth to speak, only to pause. "wHATEVER," he said finally, turning towards Izuku. "YOU KNOW WHAT, DAMN NERD?!"

"Ohmygod," Mina whispered, "Is he really..."

Izuku gulped. "Y-yeah, Kacchan?"

"YOUR NOTES ARE CREEPY AS FUCK!" he shouted, causing the entire theater to groan. "BUT THEY'RE NOT HALF-BAD, ALRIGHT?!"

Most of the theater was staring, slack-jawed at the blonde.

"No way," Kaminari muttered, snickering.

"T-thank you, Kacchan," Izuku said, beginning to smile.

"YEAH!" he shouted. "BUT STILL, FUCK YOU! USING YOUR GODDAMN NOTES AGAINST ME, NERD! THE ACCURACY WAS ANNOYING AS HELL!" After a moment, he fell back in his seat, crossing his arms with a red face.

Izuku tilted his head, scratching his jaw nervously. "I really can't tell if I should be offended or happy."

"It's probably best to take what you can get," Uraraka laughed.

Hound Dog looked down at Bakugou, nodding with a sort of pride. Not too bad, kid. Not great, he admitted with a slight laugh, But not bad.

All Might's muscles began to expand, steam rising from his skin. I have to do something..., he grunted, No matter the cost!

"iNspIrATiON," Mina shouted, mostly mentioning the Number One Hero but still a bit stuck on Bakugou's admittance (which they of course continued to tease him for, no matter how red in the face he became).

"You inspired All Might!" Uraraka gasped, looking at Izuku with stars in her eyes, hands on his arm. "That's so cool, Deku!"

Izuku began to turn redder than Kirishima's hair, and that's when Uraraka noticed what she was doing. Quickly, she pulled her hands away, laughing far too awkwardly. "I mean... Yeah."

"Ah...," he muttered nervously, "Thanks..."

All Might almost spoke up to praise the boy further, but remained silent, chuckling as his classmates did the work for him. If anything, their compliments only cemented the point further.

"Just a little bit longer, kid!" he addressed Bakugou, switching to Midoriya as he aimed an attack. "AND I'M DONE WITH YOU!"

The heroes lunged towards Midoriya, panicked. "SAVE THE BOY!" Death Arms ordered. "THIS THING WILL KILL HIM!"

"And to this day," Kaminari nodded solemnly, "Izuku Midoriya is dead."

"A tragic fate," Mina sighed, joining the boy.

Izuku simply blinked, a bit confused but amused nevertheless.

"Did anyone hear that?" Sero whispered, face paler once Izuku laughed. "I still feel like I can hear his voice..."

"Oh my fucking god, you're all idiots," Bakugou grumbled.

"gASP?!" Kaminari yelled. "Your childhood friend died trying to save you and you don't even care?!"

"Maybe in another fanfiction," Iida shook his head, "But he's very much alive."

"Poor Iida," Mina muttered, "He's still in denial."

"fORGET THAT!" Sero shouted, "I THOUGHT I COULD COUNT ON AT LEAST YOU, IIDA!"

The boy, seeming a bit out of character to most, tossed him a sly smile. "Whatever do you mean, Sero?"

"Oh my god," Kaminari laughed, "This is great."

Sero buried his head in his hands. "I hate you all..."

Midoriya braced for an attack that never came. Wind rushed through the area, and upon looking up, he locked eyes with All Might.

"I really am pathetic," All Might addressed the boy, goop latching onto him as he held off the attack.

"Incorrectamundo," Kaminari stated a matter of factly.

All Might attempted to protest, but Aizawa shot him a glare. "Are we really going to have another Midoriya moment on our hands?"

Izuku looked offended (barely, but it was still there), while All Might sighed, chuckling to himself. "Thank you, Young Kaminari."

"You bet," he grinned, shooting finger guns at the man.

"All Might... But..."

"I told you the traits that make a great... Champion!" he struggled, "But I see now I wasn't living up to my own ideals!" Midoriya watched in awe as the man broke free from the sludge, grasping onto Bakugou's arm. "PROS ARE ALWAYS RISKING THEIR LIVES," he shouted, blood spewing from his mouth, "THAT'S THE TRUE TEST OF A HERO!"

Aizawa rolled his eyes. "Not entirely."

"Yeah, definitely don't be as reckless as All Might," Tsukauchi smiled, tone a bit teasing.

"Or Midoriya for that matter," Nighteye sighed.

"Like father like son," Todoroki whispered, narrowing his eyes. However, he spoke too quietly for most to notice (except Izuku, who didn't even know what to say anymore).

"wAIT A DAMN MINUTE," Bakugou suddenly blurted, "WERE YOU FUCKING OVEREXERTING YOURSELF, ALL MIGHT?!"

The man froze.

"All Might!" Mina scolded jokingly.

"I had t-"

Iida shook his head, suppressing his own smile. "I'd expect such a prominent pro to be far more responsible."

"Plea-"

Todoroki's expression didn't even change. "No excuses."

"Fine," All Might sighed. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay - at least you learned your lesson," Kirishima grinned. "And you saved Bakubro!"

All Might couldn't help but feel like he had a bunch of mini-Aizawas on his case, in a way. 

It was terrifying.

The sludge monster growled, attempting to fight back. All Might, however, was quick to react, ripping Bakugou from the sludge body as he attacked. "DETROIT.... SMASH!" he yelled.

"Lemme just say," Kaminari mentioned, awestricken, "Did you notice how easily All Might pulled Bakugou from the sludge?? Like, that was totally effortless."

"Well duh," Mineta responded, "He's All Might."

"Fair enough," Sero agreed, "But it's still impressive."

All Might chuckled. "Thank you all. Though it isn't as effortless as it might seem - I had to regulate my power well so I didn't hurt Young Bakugou, but still strong enough that I could pull him free."

"That's even more manly!" Kirishima exclaimed.

Uraraka nodded rapidly. "You're strong enough that you even have to think about something like that! Like, imagine being so powerful that you have to make sure you 'regulate' it, like you said."

"Everyone regulates their quirks," Aizawa mentioned, "Just differently. I'm sure that you don't go full force every time you use your gravity."

The girl blinked before smiling sheepishly. "I guess you're right..."

"Maybe Midoriya should take a page from All Might's book," Jiro joked.

Izuku turned a bit red at the small jab, but at the same time he fidgeted nervously, wondering if they noticed the similarities between the two already. He's pulled more than one all-nighter wondering if he was too obvious - especially after Tsuyu pointed out a comparison between their quirks on the bus to the USJ. Plus, there was the time when he accidentally let his secret slip when he talked to Bakugou and, although the boy didn't believe him, he'd no doubt have suspicions after all this time.

His nerves were calmed, though, when he saw that no one was looking at him anymore (except Todoroki, but he was sure that was for a different, child-related reason), and let out a sigh of relief. Although it wouldn't matter later, it was comforting that he was safe for a while longer - at least for the time being.

An incredibly strong burst of wind erupted from All Might's fist, sending the villain flying. Tornado-like winds began rising into the sky as people struggled against the winds, attempting to stay grounded.

As the winds dissipated, the sky darkened, harsh rain falling from the sky. All Might panted as he stood, people staring at him. Looks of awe plagued not only the citizens' but also the heroes' faces.

Wrenching them from their daze, the rain poured harder, their attention now turned to the weather.

"Huh? It's raining..."

The screen showed the two middle schoolers unconscious, lying beneath All Might.

"Don't tell me all that wind just now was..."

"Look at the clouds... They're moving!"

The darkened sky had twisting clouds, spiraling in a slow circular motion.

After a glance at the sky, Death Arms whispered breathlessly towards the man. "He changed the weather..."

Most of the theater also looked on in a sort of awe (even Bakugou, since he had been nearly unconscious when it had all happened), breathless during the whole scene.

"That... was so cool...," Mina let out.

A smile grew on Kaminari's face. "Definitely."

"Fuck," Bakugou simply said, tone low and surprised (and possibly even a bit self-conscious, though he'd never admit it).

Kirishima sniffled. "It's enough to make a manly man cry."

"That never gets old," Izuku said, a fond grin spread across his face.

"Seriously," Midnight sighed, putting her hand to the side, "It's really not fair how cool that is."
Cementoss nodded, a smile on his face. "I agree."

Sir Nighteye was literally buzzing in his chair, which looked considerably odd, but he refused to look at anyone who tried to glance over or speak to him, not even changing his blank expression.

"It's nice to see this kind of thing every once and awhile," Tsukauchi chuckled.

All Might's face reddened with each comment, and he couldn't suppress the grin that stretched across his face. "I'm glad to be able to inspire hope in people," he said.

Ojiro smiled a bit wider than normal. "Of course!"

"That's why he's the Number One Hero, for sure," Sato laughed, grinning.

"That and his ability to smile in any situation," Tsuyu mentioned before adding, "Even when he's scared."

"Must be successful with babes," Mineta mumbled, though most ignored him, already used to his antics.

Plus, technically he wasn't wrong.

Todoroki, although having a stoic expression, had a sort of shine in his eyes, but it also mixed with a hardened sadness that caused Izuku's hand to twitch. Right... Endeavor.

Izuku bit his lip, briefly wondering if Todoroki's past and Iida's revenge fueled rage would be shown. Logically, the answer was yes, but he couldn't help but hope that they wouldn't be. It just felt wrong to peer into someone's life like that - even if the same thing was happening to him.

Uraraka glanced over, noticing his saddened expression, and simply moved closer to him. And, although the gesture was small, he did feel grateful.

Wiping the blood from his lips, All Might stood tall, earning smiles and cheers from civilians around him.

"Did that really just happen...?"

"It diddly darn did!" Kaminari yelled out, earning a few chuckles.

"He changed the weather with a single punch like it was nothing!"

"All Might saved the day again! He's amazing!"

"He really is," Kirishima beamed. "I hope I can inspire people half as much as he does."

All Might offered the boy a kind smile. "I'm sure you will, Young Kirishima."

The boy turned around, surprised, before he gave a toothy grin. "Thanks, All Might!"

Tamaki couldn't help but notice the brief flicker of sadness in Kirishima's eyes, but he didn't mention it - instead choosing to wait.

Donning his signature smile, All Might faltered before pumping his fist into the air. The action caused the crowd to erupt into cheers, putting an end to the battle.

After that, Midoriya narrated, switching to a truck being loaded with garbage bags of sludge, The heroes collected all the scattered mounds of sludge. And the villain went into police custody where he belonged.

Cameras flashed as All Might posed, while Midoriya was berated.

"You moron! Do you have a death wish?!" Kamui scolded him.

Death Arms quickly joined in, "There was absolutely no reason to put yourself in danger like that!

I got chewed out by the heroes big time, he continued, while Kacchan was praised for his bravery.

"Man, you're tough kid! And that quirk is something else!" a pro complimented, "When you wanna go pro, head over to my agency first! I'd love for you to be my sidekick while you're training!" Bakugou simply gave a scornful look towards Midoriya, ignoring the man as the screen faded to black.

"hoLD THE PHONE!" Mina yelled out, gesturing a grabbing motion as Izuku twitched nervously. "Now give the phone to me! What the actual hELL IS WRONG WITH THEM?!"

Tsukauchi frowned. "I admit, he shouldn't be let off without a warning, but he shouldn't have been reprimanded with zero praise."

"And I don't mean any harm," Yaoyorozu mentioned, "But Bakugou didn't exactly do enough to show off his heroic prowess."

"Exactly," Iida said, hand on his chin. "They saw his strong quirk and paid attention to nothing else."

"That's how heroics is," Aizawa said bluntly. "Those who have strong quirks are automatically praised, even if they're not a great person. Take Endeavor for example," he continued, only Izuku noticing the way Todoroki stiffened, "He's not a good person, and has one of the highest injury counts of any hero out there. However, because his quirk is powerful, he receives little to no backlash for his actions. It's illogical, but it's not easy to change public opinion."

Shinso looked both annoyed and mildly upset, fist clenched, while the other students looked on with a sort of determination in their eyes.

"Well, we're gonna show people that personality matters too!" Hagakure declared.

"Yeah!" Kirishima exclaimed, "Manliness - and womanliness - matter, not just cool quirks!" Although, he didn't entirely seem to believe it himself.

"Your wills are admirable," Nezu said, interrupting the chatter than went on below, "But as Aizawa said, it won't be that easy." Once the students started looking annoyed and as if they were about to protest, he put his paw up, offering a devious smile. "Not impossible, though."

Kaminari began to grin. "I think I see what you're sayin'."

"Well then," Mina huffed, putting her hands on her hips. "We're gonna try extra hard."

Izuku gave a slight smile, happy that his classmates were (in a way) defending him, all the while trying to change heroics. "I'd say we should go beyond."

The realization was slow, but everyone broke out into grins, nodding and pumping their fist into the air. "PLUS ULTRA!"

And, after a bit more chatter about planning (and a promise for Nezu to help them all figure it out), they continued the 'show.'

Cars whizzed past a street, the previous events being displayed on screens in a nearby shop. Midoriya, however, quickly took his leave, making his way back home.

I wanted to apologize to All Might. But he was swarmed by interviewers. I didn't wanna interrupt. I can always try to send a message through his website when I get home.

Aizawa didn't even have to say anything, because everyone heard his voice echo in his heads already. 'Civilians shouldn't get involved with hero work.' it seemed to say. And then, of course, 'The media are a bunch of vultures.'

The man wasn't quite sure whether he should be annoyed or a bit proud as nearly the entire auditorium repeated the phrases in a monotone voice, but he didn't dwell on it too much.

"DEKU!" Bakugou's voice echoed, stopping the boy in his tracks.

"Oh shit," Kaminari let out, and Bakugou grumbled under his breath.

He quickly turned around, confused as he saw Bakugou running towards him. "Kacchan?"

Bakugou stopped before Midoriya, panting as he caught his breath. "Listen," he shook, "I would never ask for a weakling like you to help me. Don't think you can look down on me!" He glanced up menacingly, "Huh?! Got that?! I was fine by myself! You're just a quirkless failure who won't even cut it as a rent-a-cop! You didn't help me! You did nothing! Don't forget it!" The boy then angrily spun around, stomping away awkwardly. "I don't owe you anything!"

"Actually, you were totally on point with your whole 'Kind of a compliment' thing earlier," Mina mentioned, brows raised. As she spoke, Izuku nodded before shrugging, while Bakugou looked ticked.

Tamaki looked bewildered. "How is that a compliment?"

"I mean, you've seen him attempt to give one earlier," Sero mentioned, hand to the side. "He can't really say thank you, so he words it poorly until it kind of sounds like an insult, but at the same time you know it's meant to be nice because of how he's acting."

The boy blinked confusedly, question coming off more like a statement. "What."

Mirio laughed, putting his hand on Tamaki's shoulder. "I think it's better not to question it."

And, while everyone waited for the video to begin, Bakugou was grumbling under his breath about how that 'wasn't a damn compliment,' and 'he was fine on his own.' Though, judging by the fact that he wasn't saying it outright, he was just being some weird version of a tsundere.

A sweatdrop appeared on Midoriya's head as he stood, bewildered. What was that...? He thought for a moment before continuing his thoughts. Kacchan is right, though. It's not like I actually did anything to help today. But... he hung his head, smiling a bit, At least I tried. He turned around, resuming his trek back home. Guess now I should get back to giving up on my dreams.

"yEs YoU dID dO sOmeTHing!" Mina yelled, clapping.

"NEVER GIVE UP, LIKE OUR LORD AND SAVIOR RICK ASTLEY ALWAYS SAID!" Kaminari shouted, agreeing.

"God damn it," Jiro sighed but laughed nonetheless, "Now the song's gonna be stuck in my head."

Izuku smiled sheepishly. "Thanks, guys, but I know now."

"We're just reinforcing it in your head," Uraraka smiled. "Y'know, just in case."
Kirishima grinned. "Yeah, man. You've gotta know how awesome you are."

"Well...," the boy blushed, rubbing the back of his neck. "You all, too."

The theater was silent for a moment before Mina practically melted. "aWWWWH, that was so precious!!"

"It really was!" Nejire beamed, "Do it again!"

"Wh-what?" he sputtered embarrassedly.

Kirishima looked like he might cry. "I can't believe you think I'm manly too!!"

"Of course," he said frantically, "Why are you crying?!"

Kaminari, similarly, was crying. "They're tears of jooooooy...!"

"You're all being dumbasses," Bakugou mumbled, but he gave his own look towards Izuku that caused the boy to become further flustered (though, Shinso briefly wondered if he knew how to say anything else).

"Guys, c'mon...," he said awkwardly.

"I thought my heart was made of ice...," Shinso mumbled, frowning.

Mei sighed. "I knew mine wasn't fully made of metal..."

Izuku groaned. "Pleaaaase!"

"Don't get all flustered, Midoriya," Tsuyu said, putting her finger on her chin. "Your praise is worth a lot, you know."

"Yes, I, like I imagine much of the class does," Iida said a bit awkwardly, "Look up to you, in a way."

Izuku suddenly froze, and Aizawa sighed. "You broke him."

Mei blinked. "Does he need a reboot?"

Power Loader looked towards her, narrowing his eyes. "Don't try anything."

She grinned sheepishly, and Izuku slowly came back to reality, while everyone laughed at his embarrassment. Though, he soon began laughing too, and All Might couldn't help but to beam with pride.

"I AM HERE!" All Might shouted, appearing from inside a nearby alley.

"oH OKAY THAT WAS FAST," Kaminari blurted out, doing a double take.

A few people laughed at his confusion, but admittedly were curious as well.

Deku turned and screamed before gasping at the man. "All Might! Why are you here?! Huh...," he glanced around, "How'd you get rid of all those reporters?"

All Might laughed and posed. "I stand for justice! Not soundbytes!" he flexed, "Because I, I am All Mi-" Blood spewed from his mouth as he shrank down, causing Midoriya to scream once again. The heroic music that had been playing quickly scratched out, the camera turning at the sky as birds cawed.

Half of the theater burst out into laughter.

"Ohmygod," Mina grinned to herself, "I feel bad for laughing but..."

"Humor is important to find in even grim or otherwise unsavory situations," Sir Nighteye stated a matter-of-factly.

"Besides," All Might chuckled, "I don't mind."

As the screen turned back, the man coughed, wiping away the blood from his lips. "Young man," he addressed Midoriya, "I came here to thank you. And also to discuss your question from earlier."

"Huh?"

Uraraka let out a gasp. "No way..."

Several students looked between All Might and Izuku, expressions forming into ones of surprise.

"eVERYONE BE QUIET!" Nejire yelled out, "THIS IS IT, FOLKS."

"If you hadn't told me about your life... If you hadn't run into that fight... I would've been a worthless bystander watching from the crowd," he admitted. "So thanks."

"Oh! No!" Midoriya shook his head, "It was my fault he was there to begin with!" The boy glanced down sadly, nervously shifting around. "I got in the way of your hard work... I wasted your energy... And not to mention your time."

"WRONG!" Mina shouted out quickly.

Izuku leaned back. "I get iiiit!"

"We're just drilling it into your mind," Sero grinned, wiggling his fingers.

Bakugou looked over, scowling. "Oi, don't be so fuckin' creepy about it."

The boy looked a bit upset for a moment before quickly bouncing back. "Sorry, Midoriya. But seriously - if you keep doing cool things and doubting yourself..."

"We're gonna have to teach you how amazing you are!" Hagakure exclaimed.

"A true light in the darkness," Tokoyami agreed.

The boy gave a small, kind smile. "Alright, alright."

Mirio glanced over at Sir Nighteye, noticing how his lip just barely twitched, his own lips curling into a smile. "Siiir-"

"I can easily remove you from your internship," he stated bluntly.

The boy blinked before grinning. "You wouldn't."

He turned, adjusting his glasses with a sharp look in his eye. "Really?"

Mirio shrunk down slightly, laughing awkwardly. "Okay, maybe you would."

"No, I wouldn't," he responded, turning. "But the tickle machine isn't off-limits."

In all honesty, that terrified Mirio more, so he decided not to finish his previous sentence.

"I'm not done," All Might interrupted him, "You told me you didn't have a power. So when I saw this timid, quirkless boy try to save a life, it inspired me to act too." Midoriya glanced up, meeting the man's eyes. "There are stories about every hero. How they became great. Most have one thing in common." An image of Midoriya running flashed on screen, revealing what All Might was speaking of. "Their bodies moved before they had a chance to think. Almost on their own."

"Ohhhh," Mina said, nodding, "It was All Might's fault."

"What?!" he asked, half-shouting.

"No," Aizawa said, shooting him a sharp look, "But clearly he encouraged it."

All Might protested. "But it's true."

"While that may be the case, actively encouraging children to get them mixed up into situations like that," Snipe said through his mask, "Is definitely not good either."

"I'm gonna have to agree with 'em here, All Might," Present Mic said, a slightly sympathetic (but equally as mischievous) smile on his face.

Kaminari put his hand over his mouth, laughing. "All Might's being bullied."

"Ahh!" Izuku panicked. "Wait, what?! Don't blame him!"

"Wow, All Might," Midnight said, shaking her head, "You're even making him defend you."

Both of them blurted out the same thing at once. "What?! No!"

Todoroki raised a brow. "Secret love child?"

All Might froze, turning towards the boy. "What?"

"Don't mind him," Izuku said frantically. "He just-"

"Is Midoriya your secret love child?" Todoroki asked bluntly, causing both All Might and Izuku to turn red.

"...Did he really just ask that?" Mina whispered.

"You know...," Sero scratched his jaw, "It makes sense..."

"Huuuh?" Izuku let out, a frantic look on his face.

Kaminari tilted his head, putting on a thinking face. "Honestly, they are really similar. I wouldn't have expected Todoroki to propose the idea, though," he admitted.

The boy looked back. "I have a bulletin board."

"yOU HAVE A WHAT?!" Izuku shouted, while a large majority of the students cackled (or, at least laughed).

"Is that why you seem to have favoritism towards him?" Aizawa asked the man, causing him to choke out blood.

"N-no!" he said, moving his hands back and forth. "We're not related!"

Shinso smirked. "Maybe not by blood."

"I have one about Shinso and Aizawa too, now," Todoroki casually mentioned, causing the man to look over, with slightly wider eyes, while Shinso coughed on his own spit.

"It's more likely that they'd be siblings, due to decently small age difference," Tokoyami suggested, smirking and earning dirty looks from both.

Todoroki seemed to ponder this before nodding. "You're probably right."

"Shouuu, I didn't know you had a little bro," Present Mic teased.

Before Aizawa could do much more than glare at the man, Todoroki piped up again. "One about Present Mic and Kaminari too."

"OH MY GOD," Mina wheezed, "IT KEEPS GETTING BETTER."

While Present Mic attempted not to die and Kaminari looked mildly amused, Midnight glanced over nervously. "Now I'm too nervous to say anything."

"Any...one... else...?" Sero wheezed, pounding on his chest to get the words out.

"Midnight and Yaoyorozu are likely related," he said with a shrug. Yaoyorozu looked uncharacteristically bug-eyed, and Midnight looked like she wanted to cry (from laughter, sadness, or terror, no one was sure). "Tokoyami and that hero, Hawks, could be related, too."

"Betrayal comes from those you're closest to," Tokoyami whispered, while Dark Shadow appeared to cackle at the boy.

"Anyone else?" Kirishima asked, laughing to himself.

"You and Crimson Riot," Todoroki replied, not blinking.

The boy, although originally surprised, grinned afterwards. "Well I'm honored that you think so!"

"Next you're gonna say Ingenium and Iida or something," Mineta laughed.

"What? No. That one's true," Todoroki replied confusedly.

"Haha, very funny, Todoroki," Mina smirked.

Iida rubbed the back of his neck, smiling. "No, Ingenium really is my brother."

Multiple people in the room stared surprisedly. "Wait... WHAT?!"

"Otherwise," Todoroki said, turning away from the chaos. "I don't know about anyone else. I have my suspicions, though."

"Alright," Aizawa finally sighed, "That's enough."

All Might looked a bit offended. "Now it matters?"

"Yes," he replied bluntly, "It was funny when it was just you. Now it's not."

The man did a double take, but Aizawa paid him no mind. "Everyone settle down so we can continue."

Midoriya looked at him, tears pooling in his eyes. He began choking out sobs, turning his attention downwards as he clenched his fists.

For some reason, I remembered my mother's words in that moment.

"I'm sorry, Izuku. I wish things were different."

The boy clutched his shirt, gripping the fabric as he held back tears.

"And today," All Might smiled, "That's what happened to you.

"Purity," Nejire whispered, causing Izuku to blush.

Midoriya's tears began to flow freely. You never told me, mom. Back then. The thing I wanted you to say... He collapsed to the ground, meeting All Might's eyes.

The sun blazed, a warm, yellow glow touching Midoriya's skin.

Cherry blossoms danced in the calm breeze.

Tears stained his freckled cheeks, continuing as he heard what he had been longing for all those years.

"Young man. You too can become a hero."

"OHMYGODYES!" Mina cried out.

"THE MAD LAD REALLY DID IT!" Kaminari shouted.

The theater erupted into whoops and hollers, and Nighteye found that, when he looked at the boy, he saw at least a bit of what All Might had seen in him.

All Might chuckled. "Yes, I realized my mistake. Young Midoriya really did deserve it."

The boy smiled happily, tears welling up in his eyes. "Thanks, All Might."
"Oh, Deku!" Uraraka exclaimed worried, "Are you alright?"

Izuku nodded, wiping the tears from his eyes. "Yeah. These are happy tears."

The theater couldn't help but collectively think, 'That's the purest thing I've ever seen and heard in my life.'

Dreams can become a reality. Oh, by the way. I forgot to mention that this is the story...

Of how I became the world's greatest hero.

"hOLY SHIT, WHAT?!" Kaminari shouted.

"Huuuh?!" Izuku yelped, wide-eyed.

"Ex-fuckin'-scuse me?" Bakugou growled out, eyes narrowed.

"Wait, so when future Mei said that he was the number one hero...," Uraraka said slowly, "She meant the world's greatest hero too??"
"No way," Kirishima whispered breathlessly, a grin on his face. "I'm in a class with a famous person!"

All Might tossed the boy a prideful and goofy grin as he became flustered, blushing nervously. He also couldn't help but enjoy how the teachers were exchanging bewildered grins (and even Nezu seemed a bit surprised, if his barely noticeable eye-widening was noticed), and Nighteye himself couldn't help but twitch with excitement.

"NO FUCKING WAY!" Bakugou shouted, causing the room to freeze.

"Bakubro...," Kirishima said worriedly, reaching for the blonde. However, he simply scoffed, throwing his arm off.

He gritted his teeth, turning towards the boy while the room watched with bated breath. The teachers, of course, were ready to stop the boy, and Hound Dog began to frown. "DEKU!"

"Y-yeah, Kacchan?" he asked nervously.

The blonde paused for a moment before he let out a frustrated yell. "THERE'S NO WAY I'M JUST LETTING YOU TAKE THE SPOT." His lips twitched upwards until he wore a sort of maniacal grin. "YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO PRY IT FROM MY COLD DEAD HANDS."

Izuku blinked surprisedly, only for a grin to spread across his face. "Alright, Kacchan. I accept your challenge."

"Holup," Kaminari said confusedly, looking between the two. "Was that like, a declaration of war."

Bakugou grinned, eyes narrowed. "You fuckin' bet, Pichu."

While Hound Dog and the teachers began to give their own versions of smiles and the students began hyping them up, All Might grinned.

While times may have been tough, both of you are working through it together. If you two continue as rivals, there's no doubt in my mind that you'll be the most formidable heroes the world has ever seen.

Good luck, both of you. And always remember U.A.'s motto - Plus Ultra!

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