tw// suicide attempts, ideas, and mention (stay safe!)
Today marks the three month mark of the students of 1A. They've gone through the fun and eventful sports festival, the intimidating and memorable internships, and soon to be the tortuous and tiring training camp.
Eating lunch on a Saturday, our 1A students are sharing their stories from their time at their internships. First, we start with The Boys plus Drista.
"How was finishing off with The Berries Pact, Drista?" Ranboo asked before scooping a spoonful of scrambled egg in his mouth.
She chewed before swallowing her toast, "It was- fine."
"Fine?" He quirked an eyebrow.
"Fine." She sipped her iced water.
The two of them stared at each other for an awkwardly long amount of time. A very long amount of time. Too long.
"So... what about you Big Q?" Tubbo sheepishly asked.
"Oh, dude. It was crazy. Let me tell you-" Quackity dramatically dropped his fork onto the table, "I got to help fucking capture a villain, and guess what? It wasn't even on purpose!" He stood to his feet with a shove of his chair behind him. It tumbled onto the floor.
"Big guy... the Ram Dude... Schlatt... anyway- he took me, his fucking Work Study, and ten sidekicks to Las Nevadas in a popular night club, or the 'Crime Hub' as Schlatt calls it." Big Q fingered air quotes.
"All he told us was that the target is a boy with a sprout growing out of his hair. That's it! So I go and find a couch off to the side which was discrete enough to watch the Work Study students and the sidekicks find their positions. Keep in mind, this is what I've been doing for the whole time I've been watching the big leagues- so I'm sitting there watching the sidekicks give hand signals when a guy takes a seat next to me on this sofa in the corner of this huge club. He looked friendly so I didn't think much about it. Until! Something in this guy's hair caught my eye." He pointed a finger to the center of his head.
"He had a fucking green beansprout growing out of his head! It was the guy! So! With my quirk I act like I'm stretching and give the guy a little tap on the shoulder. The conversation went like this..." Big Q cleared his throat.
"Hey, man! What brings you here?" Quackity said with his normal voice.
"Um. Nothing much. What about you?" Big Q spoke with soft spoken voice, though it just sounded weird coming from him.
"Just here to scope out the ladies if you know what I mean."
"Oh. I see... I'm here and waiting for a friend."
"A friend?"
"Yep!"
"Oh sick! What's your name?"
"I'm Yuno! You?"
"I'm- Patty."
"Ah! Very nice to meet you, Pa-"
"And then! After he was about to say my code name, I used my quirk." He made gun noises with his mouth. "It was like an explosion. This guy laughed like a maniac! Long story short, I learned that he was working with the people behind the fucking murders! I'm literally insane!" Quackity picked up his chair and took a seat with a huge grin.
Everyone sat their table, except for Drista who seemed impressed in some form, had their jaws to the floor.
"All I can say is- remember me when you're famous, Big Q." Tubbo gave Quackity a high five. "That's fucking mental!"
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FanfictionMCYTS (and others that are associated with them) live in a superhero society where having supernatural powers known as quirks became the norm. A new career known as heroes became a new job, but with heroes, there are villains. Most of the quirks a...
