Fun fact, a chapter of this name was supposed to air in the original fic
Izuku's POV
I awoke in an anime looking court room. There were people all around sitting in a circle of chairs, like the Roman colosseum. They were all talking.
When they actually senpai noticed me, everyone went silent.
"Green haired boy. Are you prepared for your trial?" A voice spoke at near the front of the room. It was a man sitting next to a woman with an urn on her desk that spoke.
"I don't know am I?"
He looked me up and down.
"No. You must remove your shoes. Safety precautions."
So I did what I needed to. I removed my shoes peacefully, held them up, and screamed "IF I CAN'T HAVE MY SHOES, KAREN CAN'T HAVE HER MOM!" And threw them. They knocked over the urn, which decided to break it as it hit the ground.
Of course the people were fucking pissed about it.
"HOW DARE YOU!" The woman screamed.
"By daring to." I responded.
"DO YOU THINK THIS IS A JOKE?!"
"Uh yeah a little bit-"
"WELL I HAVE A QUESTION FOR YOU!-"
"NO I HAVE A QUESTION FOR YOU!"
"WHAT?"
"Where we at with the budget?" To which of course nobody understood.
"What?!"
"The horses name was Friday."
"You knocked over the ashes of our best leader, and you joke like this?!" Someone screamed from the seats to the side.
"Mhm, yeah, that pretty much sums it up."
"He must be put to death!"
"He can't!" Someone who I assume was in the original group of weirdos yelled out. "He's immortal! He won't die!"
"Like Midori? Has Midori risen from the dead?!"
"Quite possibly."
"GREEN HAIR! WHAT'S YOUR NAME!"
"I'm micheal, spelled with a b, and I'm terrified of insects."
"Wait wait wait where's the b?"
"tHeRe'S a BeE?!"
"His deception is too much! We must call in the boss." The man who originally was talking to me said. Everyone else nodded. I kinda wonder if it's a cult. No no, they're not elaborate enough for that shit.
After about ten minutes of me vibing alone as everyone else sat tensely, I was told to go up to the front of the room where there was a door, and kneel.
"Mmmm kinky but ok." I did as he asked
"Shut up and close your eyes. When the master comes in-"
"Me?" I cut him off, smirking. My eyes were closed, but I could tell he was angy.
"When the master comes in, you must kiss his hand."
"Is he hot?"
The people didn't have time to answer as the door opened, barely missing my face, and the 'boss' walked in.
As he put his hand in front of my face, I opened my eyes.
He had a fucking spider ring on. So I did the only illogical thing.
I ate it. And then I looked up, meeting the red eyes of Shigaraki Tomura. I had only one thing to say to him. One thing.
"No bitches?"
That's a wrap! Have a good morning afternoon or night and I'll see you next time!
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When Izuku Remains To Not Give A Shit
FanfictionThe long awaited sequel to 'When Izuku Remains To Not Give A Fuck'. After his final battle, he was killed. Ooooor so they thought. After 100 years (basic, I know) he's back. He's gonna kick up shit, meet original characters, and overall be a badass...