The Fairy Heroes

Two Against Two? Fair or Not?

The joys from the previous day were quickly extinguished as the dreaded exams began. Nezu, on the other hand, happily sat in his office with his cup of tea as the students labored over their tests. Going over some documents with a pleased grin. Not only were the students having to complete tests and suffering for it but for the practical exam, he would be able to be more a part of the misery making. But at the moment the documents at his desk demanded his attention. While listening to the dejected students walk through the halls a new email pulled his attention to his computer. 

"Well, look like this will make things more interesting from now on," The few students walking past the open door flinched back after looking in and seeing the sadistic smile on his face. Quickly running out of sight before they became the focus of his attention.

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"I'm now convinced Nezu is just giving us these tests to kill us early on, I mean why else would be forced to do this?" Lucy asked as she stretched out her arms, the bakusquad around her as they made their way to the lunchroom.

"See! I'm not the only one who thought it was hard!" Kaminari said pointedly staring at Bakugo with a grin.

"Oh, no it wasn't that hard. Well at least compared to the other ones Nezu had me take but I still don't like doing them."

As the smile dropped from Kaminari, Bakugo got a smug grin on his face: "Not the only one, huh, Dunceface?"

"Sorry Kami." Lucy tried to cheer the moping blond up, "Just because it wasn't hard for me doesn't mean no one else thought it was. My dad is our teacher so I could ask him questions anytime."

That seemed to bring the life back to the electric blonde as he perked up and almost immediately jumped into a conversation with Sero and Kirishima. Smiling softly Lucy watched as they joked and laughed. 

A shoulder bumping hers pulled Lucy's attention to the explosive boy beside her, "Just because Aizawa-sensei is your dad doesn't mean you aren't smart on your own." 

Before she could get a chance to speak or process her shock, Bakugo picked up his pace and joined the group with the usual glare on his face. A fond smile settled on Lucy's face for the rest of the way to the lunchroom.

Rushing through the halls without actually running, Wendy weaved through the crowd. As conversations started to pick up she started to get disoriented from the sounds of all the students talking at once in the cramped space. Most days Wendy would have left earlier to avoid the crowd for this reason but she had gotten caught up writing down all of Midoriya's notes about the class's quirks.  The closer she got to the lunchroom the more people filled the space, squishing together.  The young dragon slayer was struggling not to let the assaulting sounds and smells distract her but when the overwhelming scent of perfume filled her nose it became too much. Her time with Nemuri had helped her become immune to the strong smell of perfume but the pro hero always wore top brands that hardly smelt artificial. Perfumes most teenagers could afford always left her a little dizzy and her nose tingling. 

Tripping over her own feet, Wendy crashed face-first into the broad back of the student in front of her. Forgetting about the notebook, Wendy rubbed her sore nose and plugged it with the other. The slapping of the notebook startled her a step back, muttering an apology she bent down to pick it up.

"To me or the notebook?" A familiar voice asked, rough like Aizawa's after a sleepless night.

"Shinso!?" 

Wendy looked up at the taller boy with a cheery smile, one hand still holding her nose closed.

Brow furrowing the taller boy leaned down to inspect her face, "Did you hurt your nose?"