What a Joke *A Continuation*

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Izuku groaned as he was woken up by his obnoxiously loud alarm clock. The alarm clock poked him and opened the blinds to the room, forcing light into the pathetically plain room.

"Izuku, you cannot sleep in! Especially on the day of the sports festival when you are supposed to be commentating and judging with Midnight!" The alarm clock, or as it was better known by the class, Iida, loudly said.

"Fiiinneee.." Izuku mumbled, rolling out of bed and straight onto the floor with the attitude of someone who had absolutely nothing to loose, and certainly acted like it. "Do you think I can electrocute myself before breakfast? Or maybe shut the window on my head and try decapitation.." The teen muttered his plans to the already horrified Iida, whom he doubted would actually take measures to stop him. "Or maybe I can see if someone left a gun on campus! Oh I miss my sweet gun-" He sighed fondly.

"That is no way to be thinking, Izuku!" Iida finally interjected, much to the greenettes disappointment. "Go get ready, with no suicide attempts!" He practically ordered before he left the room, though it wasn't like our favorite broccoli boi would take him seriously. Nonetheless, Izuku got up and went to take a shower and start this godawful day. Of course, every day he woke up and found out he didn't get to die peacefully in his sleep was a disappointment, but today in particular wouldn't be all that great. He guessed though, that it would at least be okay if he got to mess around in front of all of Japan.

And with that thought in mind as he got ready for the day, Izuku got through his shower and getting dressed without attempting death. Such a disappointment, for him at least. And that's where the day truly begins for us.

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Izuku stood on the platform with Midnight, staring out at all the classes walking out as a certain loud blonde introduced them. No I'm not talking about Bakugou, or even Denki. I'm talking about the one. The only, the loud as fuck, Present Mic. Izuku looked all of the first year classes over and laughed, the sound gaining him the attention of some students.

"Man, where can I get me some confidence like that. I mean, look at all these people!" He laughed, crossing his arms. The R-rated hero looked down at the green haired boy and laughed as well, covering the microphone in front of her so it didn't pick up her voice quite yet.

"Now now Izuku. Save some of that witty banter for later, because.." She lifted her hand, pausing for dramatic effect. "It's time for the player pledge!" She exclaimed, cracking the whip in her hand like it was a back after a long day of slouching.

"Yay, how wonderful." Izuku said, being cleverly sarcastic as he watched both the audience and students swoon over the teachers outfit. It made the school hoodie and baggy black jeans he wore seem like not enough, though the outfit was given to him by the rat, so he looked 'television worthy'. Izuku didn't understand it, but the hoodie was comfortable so he wouldn't be complaining.

"Quiet, everyone!" The teacher interrupted the conversations that had started with another (snap) crack(le and pop) of her whip. "Representing the students is Bakugou Katsuki of class 1-A!" The announcement made some of the students gasp, and the ones that knew Bakugou turn to face him. The 1-A students instantly sent up a silent prayer for the reputation of their class, and for the backlash whatever the blonde said would certainly get.

Izuku laughed as Bakugou slowly walked up. "Oh of course they chose Kacchan. People love dogs! Especially the ugly ones." He said as the angy pomeranian got closer and closer, glaring ahead as one does if one is an egotistical dog teenager with mommy issues. It was a very lucky thing Bakugou didn't hear the smart ass comment. Midnight did, and she had to cover her mouth so she didn't laugh out loud. Silence fell over the crowd as Bakugou stopped in front of the microphone.