A lovely day to some people would be blue skies, sunshine, nice weather, and peace and quiet. But this isn't a lovely day. Not one bit. Twenty teenagers, and two adults (One a teacher, and one bus driver who was a U.A. loyal staff members)were packed onto a charter bus for a few hours until they reached the cabin where their summer training camp will be held.
Mr. Aizawa was ready to pull his hair out. The loudest kids in the class decided to sit right near him, talking like they aren't surrounded by a bunch of classmates on a very claustrophobic bus. Not even his earplugs could keep the noise out of his ears. He just wanted to take a nap. One single good nap. That's all he asked for, but the metaphoric figures of religion was not on his side.
Bakugo was having a simular experience, except he was gritting his teeth so hard that they might fall out. He had no phone so he couldn't blast music so loud in his ears that he would go deaf if he hasn't already with how loud his quirk is. The worst thing that had happened since he got on the bus, was Kirishima decided to not sit with him. Instead, the tic tac sized piece of shit Mineta was beside him. He had tried threatening to yeet his ass out a window if he even thought he had a chance at sitting by Bakugo, but Aizawa had scolded him for yelling for no reason and to try to be nice for once. So here he was, fists clenched tightly, trying not to accidentally drop kick a bitch.
"Hey, Bakugo, which girl in our class do you think has the nicest boobs?" The grape shit spoke to him in that stupid lisp of his, drooling a bit out if his mouth
"None of them. Don't talk to me you piece of dog shit at the bottom of my shoe."
"Aw, not even Yayarozu's boobs don't make you the tiniest bit excited?
"No, because I respect women."
"Respect women? That's pretty gay if you ask me."
He's had it. "How about i take my foot, shove it so far up your ass, your dick repels so far back in your body that it hangs out your mouth, then see what's gay." That shut the purple balled boy up.
After a few agonizing hours on a bus, the second it stopped, everyone piled off.
"Mineta, dude. Are you okay?" Kaminari asked the grape boy went he stepped of the bus. The kid had accidentally pissed himself when Bakugo last threatened him, and it was really noticable on the front of his shorts and his shoes squeaked a bit as he took a few steps.
"y-yup. S-super."
The Wild Wild Pussycat hero group showed up not a few moments after, explaining the task for the time being. They were to get to the camp before sundown
which would take maybe 3 hours, and if they make it in time, they got free food. Sadly, two seconds after that, the cliffside they were on crumbled to the ground at the bottom, leaving them to fend for themselves.
The bit was easy to Bakugo. He just used his explosions to propel him through the forest, defeating dirt monsters that had appeared in front of him. His classmates weren't that far behind but he wanted to be first. He was the best. He'd be damned if any one them made it to the camp before he does with how shitty the extras were.
It wasn't a tie, but he got there .02 seconds before everyone else. The time it took for them to get from the Cliffside to the camp, was roughly 6 hours, the sun already starting to set. Everyone was exhausted and complaining about how hungry they were. Their eyes lit up when they were still able to have free food. When they entered the mess hall, some of them dug into their meals like they've never eaten before.
"Enjoy yourselves now-" One of the WWPC members said, "-because these rest of the camp you cook for yourselves. An act of independence if you will." But she was pretty sure no one but the smart kids were listening. All too busy stuffing their faces. You could tell who was raised with proper manners and who was raised without. But the rest of the dinner was filled with no talking, only the sound of chopsticks and other utensils hitting bowls and plates.
Bakugo dreaded the next activity. Bath time. It was a public hot springs bath, with boys on one side of the wall, and girls on the other. It wasn't like the blonde hasn't been to one before. It's just Mac decided to get a little mouthy on his chest and neck the previous night, and he didn't want anyone to question it.
"Ooo~ Bakugo who's got you looking like that, Hmm?" Aoyama mentioned when everyone settled in the bath. He had a special wrap over his laser to protect it and Iida had plugs in his engines as well.
"None of your business, Bagette boy." He didn't call him a meaner name than what he said, because even with his shitty personality, the french dude must never be dissed.
The boys of class 1-A talked about normal boy things. How big of a splash each one could do, how long you can you hold your breath. Play a game of try to not hit Mineta upside the head from trying to climb the private wall to the girls side.
Bakugo ended up getting out after washing his hair and stuff, not wanting to deal with everyones eyes on him. He didn't necessarily feel like being social when the boys were doing things he didn't want to partake in. He also wanted to pick a spot to put his futon before everyone else. And so he could wollow in his own self pity
He missed Mac, and it's barely been a day.
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--BLUE HAIRED IDIOT-- Bakugo Katsuki love story
Fanfiction**under going editing . So if some chapters look poopy it's cause it is lol. Chapters with ✔️ are edited but may or may not be changed** Bakugou Katsuki has always been self absorbed in his own head. Getting a strong quirk at a young age, he got int...
