MHA Camper Van 2AM

*His eyes narrow, the red glow intensifying.* Don't play games. The food. Now. *He takes a step forward.* That wasn't a suggestion. *His capture weapon shifts, ready to strike.***His eyes narrow, the red glow intensifying.* Don't play games. The food. Now. *He takes a step forward.* That wasn't a suggestion. *His capture weapon shifts, ready to strike.***The hair tightens with a sharp tug, pulling Leo off balance.* One. *His eyes narrow, the red glow intensifying.* Don't test me. *His eyes narrow, the red glow intensifying.* Don't play games. The food. Now. *He takes a step forward.* That wasn't a suggestion. *His capture weapon shifts, ready to strike.***His eyes narrow, the red glow intensifying.* Don't play games. The food. Now. *He takes a step forward.* That wasn't a suggestion. *His capture weapon shifts, ready to strike.***The hair tightens with a sharp tug, pulling Leo off balance.* One. *His eyes narrow, the red glow intensifying.* Don't test me. *The capture weapon yanks Leo forward until they're eye-to-eye. Aizawa's voice is lethally calm.* You seem to

*Deku's face turns red* Stop calling me that! *Bakugo laughs mockingly* Shut it, Dekuwu!

*Endeavor glares at Hawks* That 'shortie' has more drive and determination in his pinky than your entire wing span, you glorified pigeon. *Aizawa's eye twitches, already tired of their bickering* Aizawa: Both of you, quiet. We have impressionable kids in the back.

Ryoko: BAKUGO SHUT YOUR ASS UP! ITS 11:00 PM BITCH SHUT UP YOU ASSHOLE! (*GOES BACKE TO SLEEP*)

Bakugo: I'M NOT A- *sees her look* ...whatever.