u/Carlosspicywiener12

I was watching game of thrones and saw the chaos is a ladder scene between the spider and littlefinger and thought of this. Reminder that Mineta is the second smartest kid in class, only below Yaoyorozu:

"Camp town...sing this song...doo dah, doo dah..." Mineta murmured, perusing his locker for some unknown object. Momo could care less. She'd had quite enough of his ill humor.

Her shadow overtook him and he turned fast, a startle waving through his expression that was exaggerated beyond belief, "Yo, Yaomomo, what's good?"

"You and I need to talk, now," Momo stated flatly, her eyes darkened, "your behavior is completely unacceptable. Crass jokes, speaking in class, your disposition towards your female classmates-"

"Bro, you're fifteen. Stop talking like a noble woman from a medieval fantasy show."

"Are you even listening to me!?" Momo snapped. "How in the world did someone like you get into the top hero course? It baffles...it..." She paused.

"Cat got your tongue?" Mineta tilted his head.

"...It...makes complete sense," Momo whispered.

"Uh oh, she found out...something," Mineta shrugged. "That has yet to be revealed-"

"I've never seen you train...yet..." Momo looked away, thinking hard. "Ninth in the midterm without even trying. You didn't study..."

Mineta started bobbing side to side, "Hey look, Midoriya-San already does that weird murmuring stuff. We don't need a two point oh version."

"You spend more time making a fool of yourself than anything else. Explain."

"Explain what?"

"Explain how."

"...What is this, psychoanalyze the grape?" Mineta chuckled. Momo did not look amused.

"And during battle trials, when we fought Kyoka and Kaminari, you coated the walls with pop off rather than the entrances, allowing me to capitalize and put them both down..." Momo blinked in realization, "Kyoka-Chan would've assumed that you would place your grapes at the entrance and that's why she blasted through the walls only to meet your grapes...but you..."

"Oh come on," Mineta rubbed his neck, "it's not that complex."

"I thought you were improvising. But, you weren't."

"Mastermindneta, that's me-"

"Your jokes are not funny. They're stupid and repetitive and crude. Why do you keep making them?"

She took a step forward and gave him a study. Mineta was looking back with raised eyes.

"You have potential. You could be far more than...this. Your demeanor as it stands is completely worthless."

"...Worthless?" Mineta repeated and now he wasn't smiling at all. "You really think so, Yaomomo?"

Momo nodded, "It's beneath what you could become-"

"Jokes are a ladder, Yaomomo."

"W...What?"

Mineta's expression was focused then. Clear and calm. He looked at her directly in the eye. "Think about this: I stick like a little coward to a group of kids in the entrance exam. These kids are pretty strong and smart. They just so happen to know the exact way in which I can use my quirk. They fight the robots while I throw my grapes, that way, we all get points, right?" He shook his head, "no, only me, because only I stopped the bots. I think only one of them managed general studies. Sad."

Then he motioned at a perplexed Momo, "And then there's you. The sports festival, Tokoyami-San, you two square off for all of about ten seconds before Dark Shadow pushes you out of the ring. You wanna know why that happened?"

Momo stared at him, "Why?"

"Because everyone knows just how smart you are. You were born into greatness and are expected to be great. You got the wealth, talent, looks, a quirk everyone knows is awesome. You walk into a room and everyone turns their heads to see you."

Mineta directed a finger at himself, "Me? I rip sticky balls out of my head. I'm a dwarf. I ain't got no glaciers, fire, engines that make me go super fast, and no wind shifting punches. So, what do you think happens when people see me?"

Momo didn't answer. Instead, she watched him.

"They laugh, they get grossed out, or they just don't pay attention. I want that, Yaomomo. I need that. All I got is this," he tapped the side of his temple, "and a good cover."

"A cover for what? What exactly would you need to hide? Why not reveal your so-called intelligence and act like you have it?"

"Because, Yaomomo. Do you know how cutthroat this school is? I need every advantage in training I can get, otherwise Aizawa will send my ass packing. This brain right here is the only advantage I got and if I reveal that trump card then I'm just another smart kid instead of that silly little guy in class A who just barely sticks to the requirements like a good little underdog."

Momo had her brow furrowed and thought deeply once more. She crossed her arms, "Why are you telling me this then? Why not keep up the charade?"

"You saw past it," Mineta shrugged, "you're probably smarter than me, I'll give that one away. But...do you really think they'd believe anything about this?"

"...No."

"Of course they wouldn't. But...since you know. Maybe you'll find something I've figured interesting."

"And what would that be?"

Mineta raised a finger, "Isn't it weird to you how Midoriya-San is so strong and powerful to the point that his own body breaks from it?"

"He was a late bloomer. He said so himself. What's your point?"

"Stay with me. He gets his quirk late and it just so happens to be really similar to another power type quirk. All Might's. Then, All Might just so magically happens to become a teacher here and he takes a special interest in Midoriya-San. Really coincidental, don't you think?"

"What do you think?" Momo questioned

"I got a theory. In some shape or form, Midoriya-San got All Might's quirk and they're keeping it a secret."

This excerpts from an AU where the League become heroes. Kinta is Mustard and he's learning how to use a gun courtesy of Snipe:

"It ain't like I up and decided to start shootin folk," Snipe said, setting his mask at his side. "You seen what they said about me, right?"

"Yeah," Kinta said, his legs dangling slightly off the high rise chair. "It wasn't all that flattering."

"I'll bet," Snipe said. "That's the thing about this line of work."

"What is?"

Snipe looked at him, his dreadlocks falling around his head like a curtain, "There are three routes you can take as a hero. One, you're like All Might and everyone loves you for being the guy who comes in and cleans everything up neatly. Two, you're a bastard to them in some way, it can be for any matter and it isn't always reasonable. Finally, three, the biggest category: You're the hero nobody knows."

Kinta gave him a perplexed look. Snipe continued, "Think about it. You wanted to use a gun because your quirk doesn't always solve the problem, correct?"

"Yes, Sensei," Kinta said.

"You're not All Might, or Endeavor. You can't make fire as hot as the sun or punch a whole storm away. Right?"

"I guess not," Kinta said.

"Stop being sarcastic. This is serious. People see All Might and they think it has to be every hero. I tried, personally. I did. I used ninja stars, batons, plenty of things less lethal than this," he motioned to his revolver. "But they're too slow. Too slow to stop a man with knife hands crossing a room in two seconds, too slow to stop robbers from taking hostages. I don't have super speed, super strength, nothing like that. But to the people? That doesn't matter."

Kinta let all of this sink in. He looked ahead at the targets in front of him. Everything his sensei had hit was dead center. "It's funny how they judge someone who'll stand up for them."

"Well," Snipe flipped his hair over his shoulder, "heroes should be scrutinized in my personal opinion. We are human beings but...there are some I know who ain't too dissimilar to the villains they fight."

"Preaching to the choir on that end," Kinta said, his head nodding slowly along.

"It doesn't matter either way in my opinion. Doing the right thing is what's important."

"True. But...my god, I really think the average person is a fucking idiot sometimes."

"You shouldn't say that."

"It's what I believe."

"What if you turn out to be one of those idiot people?"

"You think I am?"

"No, not at all."

"See? It's like...one day they love you, but then the next, they hate you. For what? For not being All Might? He was the greatest, but not everyone's the greatest. Even he was human, I mean...he died."

"Fair point you got there, son. Fair point. I learned to stop listening a long time ago. Y'know, this one time in my early days of using my weapon here, I managed to take down a whole big gang of bank robbers. One of em took a girl and said he'd kill her. I put one through his head. The story spread far and fast. Went from me stopping a man about to murder a woman to me apparently shooting before making my presence known."

"I heard about it. Bullshit like that makes me happy to remain an underground."

"Sure, but I saved her. She's in college getting a degree in Criminal Justice causa what I did for her. That's pretty damn worth it, I'd say."

"...Yeah, yeah I guess that's one way to look at it," Kinta scratched his ear.

If you know you know. Okay but really, Game of Thrones is notorious for killing off what appears to be its main characters and having heavily flawed but really intriguing ones to boot. I actually have like three ideas of who'd die personally along with some other crap for the characters. Both for the villains and heroes to prevent things from going in one scale or the other. I'm just gonna give a list:

Iida: He dies after trying to kill Stain leading to Izuku and Shoto murdering Stain and preventing his ideology from spreading further. Although, UA is put under heavy scrutiny for this entire event and it allows the HPSC to have more governmental control over the school. His death heavily affects the entire classes mental health and he's constantly thought about through the whole series by them.

Sero or Mineta: This is basically Jaime and Littlefinger. Sero is the son of two very esteemed heroes but the irony is that he never wanted to be a hero. Yet he's put in as a rec student among other things and at first is very standoffish and an asshole but as the series goes on he slowly starts to slip into becoming a hero. Meanwhile, Mineta is the character with the biggest disadvantages but his big brain lands him as a triple agent, spying on both UA and the HPSC.

Bakugo: He'd be the Theon Greyjoy, in that the League torture him to the point that his hair turns white and he suffers some sort of physical impairment that he has to overcome. Ultimately, he confronts his trauma and fear of the League at PLF and kills Compress to save Edgeshot, yet dies to Shigaraki's spikes when he pushes Izuku out of the way.

All Might: He and All For One die at Kamino, I've made this post already.

Izuku: There is a massive argument about killing Shigaraki. Not doing so even leads to the deaths of hundreds through final war until Izuku realizes with a harsh finality that some people just can't be saved. Izuku himself I think would start off as his normal self but become more and more jaded through the series as he encounters moral greyness after moral greyness. He'd start out with this idealized outlook on good and evil but become more realistic about it. He wouldn't be edgy by the end or anything, just more realistic to the ways of life and that you can't treat it like a comic book.

Kinta is Mustard. From an AU where the League became heroes. Hana Shimura's here too cause Shiggy didn't dust her. The idea is that Toga got animal therapy to help build healthy relationships with creatures so she could interact properly with people:

"EXCUSE ME!?" Pony squealed, her blonde hair whipping around as she laid eyes up at him.

"What?" Kinta said, turning to her. "Oh, I meant that," he motioned at the pony Toga was calling at. A brown shaggy haired stallion was trotting up to her as she leaned over the fence and started rubbing his head.

"My gosh..." Pony put a hand to her mouth as she and Kinta approached, "boah came right to you."

"Cause he's my baby!" Toga sang happily, "and he isn't a fatty either, he's a perfect weight. Pony's belly's just look like that."

"That's so cool, Toga-Chan," Hana smiled and approached her side regally. "Does he mind if I pet him?"

"Wild Thing's fine with anyone. He used to be really nasty though. Jin-Kun nearly got his face taken off from what I know."

"This is a man eating horse?" Kinta asked, taking a step away.

"It ain't a horse ya dummy," Pony chided. "He done it cause he weren't treated properly like."

"Oh, I'm sorry," Kinta sneered down at her, "you must be the expert, miss hayseed."

She pouted at him, "I'll bite you, boah."

He pointed a finger at her, "Your mother-"

Hana interjected, "That's enough you two. Don't speak loudly in front of him."

"Sorry baby..." Toga said to the animal as she rubbed behind his ear, "we brought two loud mouthed schnook's, didn't we?"

Kinta frowned, "Hey-"

"Hay is for horses, not people," Himiko turned and smirked ragebaitingly at him.

"...I'm gonna lose my shit," Kinta said.

Everyone thinks Bakugo's Mom is hot, nsfw because of the dialogue. I've been watching South park recently:

"Bakugo," Denki said, his palms pressed flat against the table. "I wanna have sex with your mother."

Every boy sitting there instantly shot a glance at Denki, some with their mouths open, some nodding in regretful agreement.

"What...the fuck!?" Bakugo roared.

"That kinda..." Denki's hands moved as if trying to formulate the concept, "that kinda perverted sex. I'm talking that beastiality sex, I'm the beast."

"Are you on fucking drugs!?"

"That Mineta kind of sex."

"Uh, Denki-Kun I'm a virgin," Mineta said.

"And we thank God everyday for it," Dark Shadow commented, Tokoyami nodding in agreement. "Anyways, Fumi-Kun wants her too-"

"BE QUIET!" Tokoyami snapped. Bakugo turned his attention to the two.

"You perverse sacks of shit!"

"Respectfully, as a man, me too," Kirishima nodded.

"She's very pretty," Shoto said softly.

"Oh yeah!? What about your sister, dickwipe!?" Bakugo shouted as he lurched at him. "Let's talk about how hot she is!"

"She has an ice quirk, not a fire one-"

"That oblivious shit ain't gonna work this time!"

"Darn."

Izuku interjected then, "Come on guys, stop talking like this, it's disrespectful-"

"Simp!" Sero called. "Todoroki's sister is better anyway. Mitsuki-Chan's nice to us but to her husband and son she's a total-"

"Don't say it, asshole!" Bakugo yelled.

"She's. A. Total-"

"I'm warning you!"

"B-I-T-C...what?" He noticed then that everyone was looking over him. Sero turned and saw Mitsuki standing with a blaze in her eyes over him, "Oh...fuck."

Trying to give three dimensions to side or background characters attempt 38838.

Okay, but really, my idea is that Shiketsu has a lot of families which have generations that attend. It's like a rich kids military school basically. So, the expectations are very fierce and rigid.

In comes Camie whose family wants her to attend Shiketsu because her father or mother did. Her whole life she'd been a rich girl, the kind with a pony and everything, that rich. But at the same time she felt like her whole life was being controlled by her parents and in middle school when she found out about the gyaru style, Camie decided to take it on despite knowing very little about it because she wants to have some semblance of control. Here's an example of the mask slipping:

"Yes?" Seiji said, his hand gripping his phone tight as he and Utsushimi walked. "I see..." His hand coiled around his device. "Of course. I am studying with someone from school, I will be home at seven at the latest. No, you do not need to send someone, I will walk. I will be fine. Yes. Yes. Farewell."

He hung up. She watched him from behind as they walked together, her head tilting as she spoke, "Trouble in paradise?"

"None," Seiji looked at her back over his shoulder.

"Looked mad intense," Camie said.

"It was my mother," he said.

"Wuh...really? You like, have an actual mom?"

He looked crossed by that, "Of course I do, you...you dunce!"

Camie raised her hands, "I thought you would've spawned from Shiketsu or something, it'd be fitting."

"Shut up."

"Make me."

"I will."

"You won't do anything, except get mad!"

"I will-" he stopped. Seiji looked at her funny, an uncommon expression for a boy like him.

"What?"

"You're...talking normally..."

"What? Oh u-uh-" She started stammering, "c-course I'm talkin normal prefect boy."

If you don't know Japan does not like things related to having an army due to their culture among other actual legal things like article nine. Here comes Shiketsu then with their strict rules, adherence to uniforms, and then of course there's all their drill, formation, and other "soldierly" training that gets eyebrows raised. It's why they're considered number two in hero education compared to UA. Not because they're poor as a school necessarily, it's just that their way of doing things isn't liked by enough people in the HPSC.

The excerpt I have here is from an AU where the League become heroes. Kinta is Mustard although that's not too important. Just wanted to provide context is all:

Next came the murmurings and whispers. About the Shiketsu kids, but certainly at them. Kinta happened to glance to his left upon hearing, “Weird ass military wannabes,” and saw two faces that he unfortunately recognized from the UA group.

The auburn haired girl and her dickhead boy toy stood about fifteen meters from him, but the guy was so loud even when whispering that Kinta could still hear him fairly well. “Wait a minute, wait a minute!” the girl tried to shush him but silver hair wasn’t listening.

Now he remembered them clearly, Kendo and Tetsu. They must’ve passed where he failed and Tetsu was about to vocalize it, “You got into Shiketsu!?” he shouted. “You’re that shit talker from the entrance exam, yeah!”

“Friends of yours?” Mora asked as Inasa smiled and waved.

“What does it look like?” Kinta huffed at Tetsu and Mora.

“Hey man, I ain’t makin fun of your scrawny ass. You clearly did something right!” Tetsu smirked.

“Will you stop that?” Kendo looked between the two boys, “sorry he’s-”

“A dumbass? Yeah, you know how to choose em girl,” Camie suddenly interjected, looking around the large shoulder of Inasa.

“Excuse me?”

“She’s the good girl, guys, be nice!” Kinta couldn’t hold in his laughter.

“Are you being sarcastic?” Inasa asked confusedly.

“Enough banter,” Seiji ordered, but nobody listened.

“My…” Kendo said before Tetsu could speak, “what a display of foolishness.”

“You’re gonna get a display inside that stadium,” Kinta said.

“What does that even mean?”

“It means these assholes think they’re better than us!” Tetsu barked.

“We are,” Kinta said.

“Didn’t you get rocked five minutes into the entrance exam?” Tetsu pointed at him.

“Aren’t you a bitch?”

“Call me a bitch? You pint sized-”

“Shut up bitch.”

“You dirty little…” Kendo looked incensed. “Compensating for something?”

“Like, imagine settling for that lunkhead,” Camie giggled ragebaitingly, “it’s kinda sad honestly. But whatever floats your boat, girlfriend.”

“Do not talk about him like that-”

“Girl, I say what I want, when I want, ain’t that right Shishikura-San?” Camie looked at Seiji who’d turned to watch the scene in a mixture between shame and pleasedness.

“Don’t involve me in your silly grudge war. My actions will speak louder than any foul language-”

“Oh my god, this guy sucks!” Tetsu shouted. “No wonder they call you weirdo’s East Point!”

“I’m sorry, does our school not fit your standards?” Mora asked, “if so, this is me giving a damn about it,” he made a straight face. There was a brief pause before everyone got it.

“You’re just mad you’re not number one, like us-”

“I was number one with your mom last night,” Mora, Camie, and Kinta all high fived as they laughed. Inasa seemed out of his element. Seiji just shook his head.

“Utter children,” Kendo said, “but you have one thing right. I’ll save it for th-the stadi-”

“E-Eugh…urg,” Kinta grunted, mocking that small stutter.

“You!” Kendo’s face stretched into an explosively wrathful expression, “little bastard!”

“Ohh, she big mad,” Camie giggled.

“Bitch!”

Several more UA students had noticed what was going on. Two of them, a boy and girl, approached the scene with concerned looks.

“Is something wrong Itsuka-Chan?” The girl first asked, tall and broad. Kinta thought she looked like a Chinese princess straight out of crouching tiger hidden dragon. A long sleek ponytail bobbed as she turned her head to look at her rival school.

The boy said nothing on the other hand. He had a large circular red mark around his left eye, contrasting with the red hair topping one side of his head, snow white hair on the other. He was quite handsome, the girl with him was beautiful too. Like models rather than heroes in training.

“These buttnuggets are talking shit!” Tetsu thumbed at the gaggle of Shiketsu students.

“Guilty as charge…” Camie then noticed the boy with the red mark, her eyes widening as she squealed, “OMG! Like, what’s your name white, red, and handsome!?”

Kinta gave her a look, “You traitorous-” but the Yuuei guy spoke first.

“Shoto Todoroki,” he had a calm voice, a soft voice. But everyone there heard it.

“W-Woah-Wait a minute!” Mora raised his hands, “like the son of the former numero two hero Shoto Todoroki? And brother to the current number two hero Angel Eyes?”

“Why did you say it like that?” Camie murmured.

“Yes,” Shoto nodded politely.

“...Well damn,” Mora said quietly. Seiji himself had even turned to get a full viewing of the boy, although it was more of a size up than anything else like looking at him in awe, much like his fellow second years were doing for their own personal reasons.

“Oh, come on, don’t change your tune now dude!” Kinta shook his head. Inasa was watching Shoto quietly, a strange clarity in his eyes.

“Listen,” the tall girl looked at them, “whatever quarrel you have-”

“Quarrel?” Camie snickered.

“Yes…” the girl huffed as she placed calming hands on Kendo and Tetsu, “animosity shouldn’t be spun between heroes. I am Momo Yaoyorozu, what are your names?”

“Pig Benis-EEP!” but before Camie could finish she let out a sharp squeal as Seiji slapped her on the back with the discipline stick.

“Enough,” he said, looking among his compatriots and Kohai, “competitive spirit is fine, but you are all being vulgar,” then he turned his attention to the Yuuei kids, “Seiji Shishikura, second year and prefect.”

“Oh great…” Tetsu groaned. Kendo just stared, clearly angry from Kinta’s mocking of her.

Momo seemed a tiny bit dissuaded, but still smiled politely and said, “A pleasure, Shishikura-San.”

“Hello,” Shoto said plainly, looking slightly unsure.

“Hi~OW!” Camie squeaked as the discipline stick hit her in the back once more, “what!? I was just saying hi you big jerk!”

“Weird…” Kendo muttered, Momo shook her head at her.

“Who the hell’re these douchebags?”

A blonde guy, appearing more like a delinquent than a hero, had barged his way into the conversation. He had sharp red eyes and his uniform was so unkempt that it looked more like a mockery of the institution he supposedly represented. Shoto looked over at him, “They’re from Shiketsu, Bakugo.”

“-Fucks this assholes problem?-” Mora whispered.

“Bakugo, don’t start,” Momo said, looking particularly hopeless now that he was here. She probably had a history of dealing with him, they all did judging by the dirty looks Itsuka and Tetsu were giving him. Only Shoto viewed him plainly.

“Don’t tell me what to do,” he said, raising his voice. Bakugo pointed a thumb at his chest, “I already dealt with those Seijin assholes, what’s these douchebags gimmick? That weirdass East Point military bullshit?”

“We’re standing right here, bitch boy,” Kinta said. “Why don’t you ask us yourself?”

Bakugo’s head snapped towards him and when he saw Kinta, he gave him a sneer, “The hell you just call me?”

“The hell you just call me-” Kinta repeated in a tone similar to Bakugo’s own voice, “that’s what you sound like.”

Bakugo glared at him, “Got a mouth on you for a shrimp.”

“Ask your mom what I-”

“Stop,” Seiji said, moving alongside Kinta. He looked over to Bakugo, his hands behind his back, “Yaoyorozu-San said to be cordial, I suggest you take her words to heart. Bakugo was it?”

“Brush the hair outta your eye, dipshit!” Bakugo yelled as his classmates shook their heads at and told him to stop.

“Charming,” Seiji said. “I expected this from other schools, but Yuuei? It would appear they’ve lowered the standards on what it means to be a hero.”

Bakugo’s expression twisted, “Fuck you mean, lower the standards?”

“Stop it!” Momo demanded. “We’ve already settled one disagreement-”

“I’ll show you what the standard is right here, right now. Or are you too busy shoving that stick into your ass?”

“Bakugo, calm down,” Shoto said softly.

“Don’t tell me to calm down!”

“Boy, imagine dealing with that everyday,” Mora chuckled.

“Totes hells ons earths,” Camie said, “he is kinda cute tho, doncha think? Todoroki-San’s better.”

“I’m not gay, so…I wouldn’t know.”

Seiji shook his head dismissively at Bakugo, “Uncouth…we are not allowed to use our quirks outside of self defense. Like your class president spoke of, wait until we are inside the stadium.”

Bakugo stopped for a moment and stood there. He seemed to actually take that one in, then looked at Seiji, “I’ll see you in there, asshat.”

“Very well,” Seiji said.

“And you too, ya little prick,” Bakugo said, glaring right at Kinta.

“I’ll be waiting with bells on,” Kinta let it slip before he could be stopped. Bakugo’s hand formed into a fist, but he managed to relax for now.

Technically he'd be in juvie but prison sounds funnier:

The video opened with him seen from the chest level, his defined arm holding up a picture of Tetsu and Kendo. He smirked and laughed like an evil cartoon character as he looked at the phone's camera. He was inside some sort of gym shower, his hair matted wet against the back of his neck.

Leaning forward, he kissed Tetsu's face and looked back to the camera with that same smirk as the shower squeaked off and he stepped out past the curtain. The phone then turned to a nearby open toilet stall where he crumpled up the picture and tossed it into the water.

The camera then turned back to his wrathful face, his eyes wide with fury as he growled out, "That's where...you two belong! Yeah!" He slammed the phone down and stepped away, fabric flapping into frame off screen, "Tetsu! Tittysu! Kendo! Fingoria!"

There was the sound of fabric and the angry murmurs of the former villain as he came back into frame with a black sleeveless shirt on, "I don't care about yelling! This is my bathroom! My gym!" He picked the phone up and walked out of the exit where weights and machines sat spread around the area.

"You really think I haven't been training!?" He roared, "no quirks, no two on one! Just me against you two, one after the other!"

He smirked again, "Next month, the twenty-fourth, you two cracks won't be able to run any longer! The hammer is coming to town!" The boy raised the spoken tool, seemingly spawned from nowhere.

Kendo and Tetsu watched this dually at the end of class that very same day, both looking weirded out as the former zoomed out of the video and scrolled the half dozen videos their former rival had made. The first being the challenge itself. Unfortunately, Tetsu had seen it first and accepted on his class presidents half.

"I think something's wrong with that noggin," Tetsu said.

"It's performative foolishness. He's just amping it up," Kendo said. "Like he's a pro wrestler or something."

"Ain't no Stone Cold, that's for sure. More like Chilly McFreeze."

"Gahhh dayum!" Denki and Mineta sang dually.

"What?" Kirishima turned away from all his adoring fans and looked at his buddies. The getaway robbery had required several pros to the task including the three, Ashido, and Toru. The plan was for the women to speak to the cops while the men kept the crowd at a safe distance.

"Alien Queen, dude!" Denki whisper yelled. "Do you have eyes?"

"Course I do, what about her?"

"Does this dude even have libido?" Mineta thumbed at Kirishima.

Denki shrugged, "Probably on that no fap shit, let's be real-"

"Guys, I can hear you talkin about me," Kirishima said brusquely, "what do you mean about Mina-Chan?"

"She's hot, dumbass. You and her are like peas in a pod. It's obvious what we mean..." Denki saw Eijiro's still confused face, "ask her out!"

"Put a ring on her!" Mineta added. "Tsu-Chan said she liked tough strong guys with a good sense of humor, that's you!"

"Guys," Kirishima put his hands up, "she said back in high school that she wanted to focus on becoming a pro. I gotta respect-"

"We've been outta highschool for almost seven freakin years. She's ranked twenty eight in the polls, I think she's focused well enough on being a pro!"

"...Y-You think so?" He looked like a hopeful puppy in that moment.

"...Holy shit dude..." Denki shook his head, "the one brain cell strikes again."

"Hey!"

...

"Gahhh dayum!" Toru squealed as the policeman strode away from the two to set up the usual taped barrier.

"What?" Mina turned to see her staring at the men talking, "oh. Hey, you and Bakugo are together, don't go-"

"Yeah, yeah," Toru waved her hand, "but if there was a guy I'd risk it all for, it'd totally be Kirishima-San."

"Huh?"

"Come onnn, Mina-Chan!" Toru chirped, leaning over at her, "we both know what I mean. It's shocking that he doesn't have a girl in his life."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well..." Toru rubbed her chin, "A big hot guy with muscles is one thing, but there's more to him than that wouldn't you say? With how his personality is, I'd call his looks a bonus, besides that hair-"

"His hair looks nice," Mina squeaked.

"Uh oh...y'know, I know some girls who'd agree. But, you probably don't care-"

"Who are they?"

"Off the top of my head, Tokage, Kendo, a few reporters, the entire fanclub he has. I mean, he's such a hot topic. Whoever gets with him would have to be a real classy babe."

Toru watched Mina's expression slowly form into a pout. "Something wrong, Mina-Chan?"

"Nothing at all..." She hissed.

"Oh my, are you jealous?"

"Shut up, Hagakure."

...

They gathered to watch the two at the end of the day, the plan all hinging on this exact moment.

"He'd better not screw this up," Mineta whispered from behind the alley they'd hidden in outside Kirishima's agency.

"I ragebaited her hard, even if he does she'll be taking what she wants," Toru said.

"Hold up, I see them," Denki shushed the two.

On opposite ends of the sidewalk, the two were approaching each other, fists clenched, eyes narrowed in determination. They looked like they were about to go to war rather than confess to one another.

"Mina-Chan!" Kirishima shouted.

"Eijiro-Kun!" Ashido replied. The two proceeded to speak the exact same words at the exact same time.

"Do you wanna go out with me to a movie, then a bar? Hey! We thought the same thing! Hey!"

"Oh my god..." Mineta murmured as Denki and Toru began laughing.

"Gahhh dayum!" Denki and Mineta sang dually.

"What?" Kirishima turned away from all his adoring fans and looked at his buddies. The getaway robbery had required several pros to the task including the three, Ashido, and Toru. The plan was for the women to speak to the cops while the men kept the crowd at a safe distance.

"Alien Queen, dude!" Denki whisper yelled. "Do you have eyes?"

"Course I do, what about her?"

"Does this dude even have libido?" Mineta thumbed at Kirishima.

Denki shrugged, "Probably on that no fap shit, let's be real-"

"Guys, I can hear you talkin about me," Kirishima said brusquely, "what do you mean about Mina-Chan?"

"She's hot, dumbass. You and her are like peas in a pod. It's obvious what we mean..." Denki saw Eijiro's still confused face, "ask her out!"

"Put a ring on her!" Mineta added. "Tsu-Chan said she liked tough strong guys with a good sense of humor, that's you!"

"Guys," Kirishima put his hands up, "she said back in high school that she wanted to focus on becoming a pro. I gotta respect-"

"We've been outta highschool for almost seven freakin years. She's ranked twenty eight in the polls, I think she's focused well enough on being a pro!"

"...Y-You think so?" He looked like a hopeful puppy in that moment.

"...Holy shit dude..." Denki shook his head, "the one brain cell strikes again."

"Hey!"

...

"Gahhh dayum!" Toru squealed as the policeman strode away from the two to set up the usual taped barrier.

"What?" Mina turned to see her staring at the men talking, "oh. Hey, you and Bakugo are together, don't go-"

"Yeah, yeah," Toru waved her hand, "but if there was a guy I'd risk it all for, it'd totally be Kirishima-San."

"Huh?"

"Come onnn, Mina-Chan!" Toru chirped, leaning over at her, "we both know what I mean. It's shocking that he doesn't have a girl in his life."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well..." Toru rubbed her chin, "A big hot guy with muscles is one thing, but there's more to him than that wouldn't you say? With how his personality is, I'd call his looks a bonus, besides that hair-"

"His hair looks nice," Mina squeaked.

"Uh oh...y'know, I know some girls who'd agree. But, you probably don't care-"

"Who are they?"

"Off the top of my head, Tokage, Kendo, a few reporters, the entire fanclub he has. I mean, he's such a hot topic. Whoever gets with him would have to be a real classy babe."

Toru watched Mina's expression slowly form into a pout. "Something wrong, Mina-Chan?"

"Nothing at all..." She hissed.

"Oh my, are you jealous?"

"Shut up, Hagakure."

...

They gathered to watch the two at the end of the day, the plan all hinging on this exact moment.

"He'd better not screw this up," Mineta whispered from behind the alley they'd hidden in outside Kirishima's agency.

"I ragebaited her hard, even if he does she'll be taking what she wants," Toru said.

"Hold up, I see them," Denki shushed the two.

On opposite ends of the sidewalk, the two were approaching each other, fists clenched, eyes narrowed in determination. They looked like they were about to go to war rather than confess to one another.

"Mina-Chan!" Kirishima shouted.

"Eijiro-Kun!" Ashido replied. The two proceeded to speak the exact same words at the exact same time.

"Do you wanna go out with me to a movie, then a bar? Hey! We thought the same thing! Hey!"

"Oh my god..." Mineta murmured as Denki and Toru began laughing.