Class Swap

💣 Part Twenty 💥

A/N: Last part! Enjoy~!

 "Hey class, I'm back!" Vlad King announced as soon as he walked into the room.

"Papa!" Monoma screamed as he ran to his teacher. Monoma hugged Vlad King and cried out, "We missed you so much!" Tears of happiness streamed down his face. The rest of Class 1-B followed Monoma and formed a giant hugging group around their teacher.

Vlad King stumbled a bit from the impact. "Whoa, okay..."Vlad King embraced the hug with open arms.

"Don't you ever dare try to leave us again, you understand?" Monoma asked, hugging his teacher tighter.

"Yep, I understand... I will never leave y'all ever again," Vlad King let out in slow gasps. Monoma hugged him tighter and Vlad King found it hard to breathe. "Too... tight..." he managed to get out.

Monoma chuckled, "Right, um... sorry." He let go of his teacher and the hugging blob dispersed.

Once Vlad King could breathe again, he became very serious. "First things first... are y'all ok?"

Tetsutetsu inhaled deeply before letting it out slowly. "What the fuck do you think?"

Vlad King stared at his student in horror. 'Tetsutetsu never cusses!' he thought. "Oh... my... god..." the teacher mumbled under his breath.

Tetsutetsu looked his teacher in the eye and explained. "He tortured us; abandoned us in a random fuckin forest while he went to happy hour at fuckin Applebees." Tetsutetsu shivered at the memory. "It was awful."

"Um..." Vlad King hummed, not sure what to say.

"We did learn one thing," Kendo added, looking up from the ground. "Class 1-A is mentally unstable. I don't care about competing with them anymore. I don't want to be the very best like no ever was. I don't care anymore." Everyone in Class 1-B nodded in agreement.

"Oh my fuckin god, that son of a bitch!" Vlad King gasped. "He broke them!"

"So," Aizawa started after blowing the smoke that was steaming from his rocket launcher. "Y'all have fun on your vacation? Must have been like god damn astro world in here." The teacher grumbled with a frown. "Did he even drop a building on you?"

"Um... yeah? I think that happened at some point..." Iida lied, hoping it would calm the teacher. "Right guys?" he asked with pleading eyes as he turned to face his classmates.

"Yeah! That definitely happened." Kirishima said, coming to the rescue.

Bakugo rolled his eyes. He had his arms crossed and feet propped up on the desk. "No, he didn't. Instead, we did bitch baby yoga."

Kaminari groaned. "You fuckin snitch," he mumbled under his breath.

Aizawa's eyes twitched at the news. "Oh, so relaxation. I see he's sending y'all for weakness!" Aizawa turned around and muttered, "I'm gonna have to fix that..." He then threw a grenade at his class while shouting, "Live grenade!"

"It's ok guys, I got it!" Kirishima assured as he jumped up and caught the grenade before it could explode.

Aizawa looked at his student proudly, "Ah, it's good to be back home."

Present Mic walked in at that moment with a stack of papers. "Awe, so you do care about your class." Aizawa rolled his eyes and grumbled something under his breath. "Well, I'm not surprised considering you googled how to adopt your class." Present Mic added with a shrug.

"Shut up Mic. Just because I looked into adoption doesn't mean anything. Don't you have a class to get to?"

Present Mic lifted up his hands. "I was just delivering the papers you requested to be printed." He defended himself, handing the stack over to the sleep-deprived man.

"Uh huh," Aizawa hummed.

"Can I be adopted? My dad doesn't love me..." Todoroki mumbled, gaining the two teacher's attention.

"I normally don't agree with half n half over there, but can I be adopted too?" Bakugo asked. One by one the students in Class 1-A asked if Aizawa would adopt them.

"I would ask too, but I already have a good relationship with my mom... and All Might is already my father figure... so I have that going for me." Midoriya pointed out sheepishly.

"See what you started Mic? Now we have to pay these kids an allowance." Aizawa groaned as he looked at his fellow teacher. "You know what, Todoroki, give me your father's credit card. That should cover it."

"Aizawa, that's illegal..." Present Mic pointed out.

"Nope, it's just him paying child's support... times 20..." Aizawa retorted with a shrug.

Todoroki walked up to the front of the class. "Here you go. I already have it. I like to spend it on random things I don't need to waste his money."

"Sweet," Aizawa said with a smile as he took the card. 'Totally not going to bring this with me during happy hour... or buy the new rocket launcher 5000!' Aizawa thought with an evil grin.

A/N: Thanks for sticking around and reading this short story! 

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