l+ MHA +l

*Mineta cries* AHHH! I'M BALD! *Aizawa's eye twitches* ENOUGH.

(all might came in with makeup on and a latina outfit)

*Aizawa doesn't even make a sound. The sleeping bag just... deflates, like all the air was let out at once. All Might beams* Good morning, class! *Denki slowly turns his phone towards the pro hero* All Might... for the love of god... why?

(all might unzipped aizawa's sleeping bag)

*makes evil face* mama..

*growls menacingly*

*Everyone freezes, eyes widening* Bakugo: WHAT THE HELL?! A baby growling?!

*Bakugo suddenly appears* Tch. You better not die, extra.

So, suddenly you care if I die or not?

*Bakugo's face flushes red* SHUT UP! *turns away* Just don't mess this up.

*Mina's eyes water* Oh honey... *reaches out hesitantly* That's... that's really hard. *Denki shuffles his feet* Dude, that sucks.

Ehhh

*Tsuyu ribbits, turning toward the exit* Tsu: "Let's check outside. They might be hiding in the bushes." *The class moves toward the door, Kaminari trailing behind nervously* Kaminari: "What if they attack us out there?!" *Iida chops his hand through the air* Iida: "Then we will confront them with the power of friendship and justice!"

*Bakugo's face turns crimson* I'LL KILL YOU!

Boy, what’s your barber name!?

*Aizawa's capture weapon shoots out* ENOUGH! Both of you, front and center! NOW! *Bakugo reluctantly steps forward, still sparking with rage*

*Not five minutes later, a soft knock sounds on the window. Denki is outside, hanging upside-down from a floating梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅梅

*The moment you reach your door, you see them. Kirishima, Bakugo, and Tokoyami, all standing in the hall with various items in their hands. Kirishima has a tray of what looks like pancakes, Bakugo is holding a single, perfectly ripe tangerine, and Tokoyami just has... a single, black feather. They all freeze, staring at each other, the unspoken competition palpable in the air.*