Press Start? (BnHA X MCYT Crossover)

Chapter XII

It's a little short))

When the classes commenced once again many of the students were chatting to each other about Class 1-A and the villain attack.

In the hero course classroom Dream sat behind his usual desk. Voices around him where talking excitedly about the news report, and the fact they themselves were on it. Technoblade sat comfortably in one of desks that were also near the back. This way no one would easily notice his naps or the sharpening of his trident

It wasn't actually his seat though. Being a late 'student' didn't really give him a chance to find any other he seats. He just looked at it and went "Perfect, that's mine" poor Yaoyorozu walked into the class to see a stranger had taken her spot

"Excuse me, it appears you are sitting at my desk" She was polite in the way she asked but had a slight edge on the way she said 'my desk'

Techno barely regarded her before speaking up

"Well well, it also appears that you were not using when I found it. Therefore, wouldn't that make it mine now while I'm at it?" The pig man did have manners but when it came to giving something up he would rather die, and even Dream knew that was something Techno never did. Even back in a world where deaths were insignificant

"Everyone! Morning homeroom is about to start! Stop talking and take your seats!" The whole class sweat dropped when Iida rushed into the room. Everyone else had already taken their seats. Yaoyorozu had to choose a different desk now

A couple students also pointed out the only one out of a seat was indeed Iida himself and he quickly sat down, looking a bit dejected

Now everyone waited for a teacher. The villians had serverely injure Aizawa, their usual teacher so they were a little curious as to who would take the work load

"Morning" the man of the hour himself opened the door, covered head to toe in bandages. Everyone was shocked, even the masked man at the back of class. Techno didn't seem to care though. If anything it might've made him laugh if he felt like it

"Are you sure you're alright, Sensei?!" Iida held his hand up and asked. Aizawa ignore him for the most part

"My well-being doesn't matter. More importantly, the fight is not yet over."

Fight? One of the only words that can quickly catch Techno's attention. Dream just appeared like usually did. Unreadable under the white smiley mask. That's not to say he wouldn't like to have another battle. Some of his other class mates looked nervous, maybe a little frightened as well

The pink haired man sat straighter, a grin forming over his face. Finally, something that wasn't sitting

"The U.A. sports festival is drawing near." Techno physically deflated back into his chair and boredly looked out the window again. Just a completely normal school activity. Dream nodded to himself, a hand on his chin. He could work with this. It was possible that in the super human school it meant improvement

During the class the event had been explained to be a very important and important event. It was also a great way for other pro hero's to scout students with possibility and teach them about their quirks and abilities. It also meant being able to face against other students with unique powers. Perhaps a student or hero had a dimensional quirk that could travel through different worlds

The more Dream thought of it the more excited he became. A possible chance to get back home. Although a small part of him knew it was impossible. Even in a world like this that sort of power wasn't possible. If it were someone would've researched it and the world would know about it everywhere.

But Dream really didn't want to be stuck in a world he didn't own, with barely anyone he knows.