Not A Bad Idea

Recording the Episode

Peppermint Bitch

I'll be at the bus stop by the Library, be there after school. If you can't send me a text.

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"Yo Baku-bro! Are you going to hang out with us after school today?" Kirishima asked as he slung his arm over the blonde's shoulder during lunch.

"Can't, I got to study at the library shitty hair," Bakugou shrugged the arm off and turned off his phone to continue to open his lunch.

"That's why you got your laptop huh," Eijiro took his seat across from Katsuki.

"Mmh, yeah," Bakugou did not care for what he was saying, just ate his curry and rice.

"We might resort to locking Jiro and Yaomomo in a closet at this point you know."

"That won't fucking work, believe me."

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"There you are, almost thought you wouldn't show up at this point," Todoroki was leaning on one support beam as Bakugou walked up to it.

"It's harder than you think to get five idiots to stop nagging me on this," Bakugou huffed as they started to walk towards Shouto's house. "I swear bubblegum got my entire school schedule on an iPad."

"I'm lucky I guess, no one really questions where I go after school."

"Because your whole thing is being mysterious," Bakugou mumbled as he shoved his hands in his pocket.

"What was that last thing?"

"Nothing, I just want to get this over with already."

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"Welcome to my little house of horrors," Todoroki joked as he slid open the door to his house and toed off his shoes.

As Bakugou followed his lead he noticed something off about the home, it wasn't one. It was like a new pair of shoes; never lived in, unscuffed, clean, crisp, and not moulded to the foot. It was very bare, eerily so, like it was coving up somethi-

"I'm not going to wait forever, I set up a makeshift recording studio in my room," Todoroki called over from the stairs.

"I got it, you candy cane," Bakugou shot back and adjusted his laptop bag strap.

"You should get used to calling 'Ace' or at least not a personal nickname," Todoroki said as they walked to his room. "It would take a lot of work bleeping those out.

"Yeah, yeah, dimwit."

"Already got the hang of it."

"Sarcastic little bugger."

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"I'll admit it: this is not a bad setup for two high schoolers," Bakugou said as sat in one of the two office chairs at the round table that had yellow and back, rectangular mics with enough room left for two laptops and maybe a notebook.

"They cost about 140 each, called 'Beecaster'. I played around with them enough to know what I'm doing," Todoroki took his laptop from his desk and sat in the chair across from Bakugou's. "The question is, do you?"

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" This is from Mike. H, they went to 909 Pub & Grill in Rancho Cucamonga, California. It's one star," Todoroki took a deep breath to calm himself, and looked directly at Bakugou " I quote 'This place sucks big, hairy, itchy, oily, stinky balls.' end quote." The full monotone just made it all the better.

Katsuki was shaking just at that, but the skillfully raised eyebrow from Shouto unravelled everything. The blonde went from the chair to the ground rolling in laughter.

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"Hey, what do you want to eat?" Todoroki turned off the mics and took out his phone, "I'm going to order something for us."

"Wings and french fries, I noticed how horrible people think those are."

"You got it, your highness."

"Shut it, princess."

"I like Ace better."

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"OI, BITCH! That's mine," Katsuki slapped Todoroki's hand in a desperate attempt to salvage the fries that were stolen right from his box.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Todoroki popped the fries in his mouth. "These are clearly mine."

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"That's a wrap, finally!" Bakugou cheered as he pushed away from the table in the chair, "it's only been about an hour, but I need to actually study and have a life."

"You can take your leave," Todoroki stood up and stretched his arms a bit. "Unless you want a personal escort."

"No, no, I'm good by myself," Bakugou packed up his things and headed to the bedroom door and looked back. "Just text me for the next recording. See ya later candy cane."

"I will."