𝔼𝕣𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥? [ON HOLD]

108

I woke to the bright rays of the deadly lazar and whined, rolling away and sticking my head further in the covers. That was until the lights started flashing.

"It's time to get up," A voice sang along with the clicking of the light switch. "Or else we're gonna be late bitch." I opened my eyes just slightly, looking at the culprit. If looks could kill.

At the door was a pink Labrador, or as she would like to be called. My wife.

Mina flicked the lights on one last time, before skipping over to me and pulling the warm covers off. I then noted how both of my boyfriends were gone. Likely for a morning workout, before groaning at her.

"Mimi, I don't wannaaaa..."

"Too bad. So sad. Get up now and you'll be glad." She rhymed. I shut my eyes, yawning, as she pulled me from my warm bed. "We have school in forty-five minutes. Or 2,700, 2,699... seconds. I heard we are gonna be doing some no quirk training before the mid-year pep rally!"

"Mina. Respectfully, that went in one ear and out the other." I yawned again.

"I give you... twenty minutes before I come back and drag you by your heels. Your hunks have already been up for an hour, and I doubt that they want to carry your ass around so early," She flicked my forehead, making me open my eyes and glare at her. "I love you my sexy fucking wife, but right now is not the time to be all sleepy."

I grumbled. "You're right. Now, shoo. I gotta not be smelly."

She skipped out the door, and I made my way into the showers, cleaning under my armpits, hair, and washing the old skin product off. I stepped out, drying my hair and wrapping the towel around myself. I begin slipping myself into my uniform, which I just noticed seemed looser than I remember it being at the beginning of the year. Did I gain more muscle?

I poked my arm just to be sure but concluded that I had simply shrunk due to the vigorous training.

I apply all of my hair products, as well as a fresh coat of skin products. So many things to do, and so little time to do anything. I quickly put on my waterproof mascara and headed out of the bathrooms.

Just as she said she would, Mina was ready for me exactly after twenty minutes, pulling me along to the school before I even was able to grab my phone.

"I'm super excited, I heard that the third years use their quirks to create a show for the first and second years. Sorta like a 'see-ya-later!'" She switched to an American accent at the end, mocking them in a way. Though it was all playful fun and she would never do it disrespectfully. "I wonder if that Lemillion guy will be participating? Maybe not, he goes nude all the time!"

Mina continued to chat my ear off about the rally. To the point where I smiled and nodded, even if not processing at all. I hoped the show was fun. But also didn't fully believe that we were going to go to the rally at all. I love her, but gods damn.

We make it to the school, and she dragged me by my hand into class. Yawning and confused.

"Oi. You fucking awake?" Katsuki grumbled from his seat.

"No," I answered leaning my head against Mina's shoulder.

"Sit down. Class has started," I heard Dad as he slid his way into the class. "I'm sure you've heard about the rally. Unfortunately..."

I knew it, we weren't going.

"We are going to go. I know you probably expected training, but we'll get to that after your classes today," My mouth hung open at the surprise. He rubbed his eyes, "That's if you pass."

Pass what? I looked around at the rest of my classmates, looking for answers within their faces. Eijiro and I meet eyes, both raising an eyebrow.

"I will be dismissing you in groups. Here's the catch," Dad looked over us all, "You have to be in a group with someone you hardly talk to within this class. For example, I would pair Lily with Koda and Midoriya. Your training later will be dependent on these groups. I'll give you this one hint. The less you know your group, the better."

I shook my head, if that is true, Midoriya would be an awful choice for my group. Dear gods, what could be so tactically difficult that it would be better for heroes to be strangers with each other?