It's Not A Strip Club

Chapter 22

 Izuku was showing Eri around the dorms, where she would be staying with her new father. She was introduced to her father's kissy friends, were they her fathers too? She voiced her question, and Katsuki had a heart attack as Hitoshi agreed instantly. Katsuki was not ready for the cuteness that would come with their new daughter.

"So. Do I call you all Daddy?" The three boys got contemplative.

"I suppose you would call me mommy," Izuku said, "I found you first. Katsuki could be daddy, and Hitoshi could be papa?" Eri's eyes lit up at having so many parents. She was glad that she had any at all. The moment was ruined by Sonic the blue Robot bursting into the room trying to coral all of 1-A. Eri snuggled into her mommy at the loud noise. Izuku's glare was spine chilling.

"We need to come up with something for the School Festival!" Iida announced as everyone gathered into the common room.

"A maid café?" Kaminari suggested, blushing in Kirishima's direction.

"That gets done all of the time," Jiro interjected.

"Haunted house?" Tokoyami suggested.

"Same problem," Shoji replied. Katsuki looked at Izuku, who was grinning from ear to ear.

"How about a concert?" Izuku put in.

"What kind of concert?" Jiro was intrigued by the idea.

"Have any of you been to Green's Nightclub?" Izuku leaned back into the couch as the rest of the class blushed, even Iida who was a stickler for rules.

"Y-you want us to do what they do?" Uraraka stuttered out.

"Yeah. We're in high school. People see that kind of stuff all of the time. How about we make a class trip to the club to do some research?" Izuku's grin turned feral. Katsuki and Hitoshi smirked. Eri just nodded off into sleep.

"Th-that is totally inappropriate!" Iida interjected.

"I approve of the idea," Aizawa said as he walked past the class to get a cup of coffee. He was about to grab a green can, when Izuku stopped him.

"Touch that can, and I cut your hand off," Aizawa just silently grabbed a different can of coffee grounds. He was not dealing with the problem child's shit today.

"When did you get here Mr. Aizawa?" Tsu asked.

"Been here the whole time. I think it would be a great idea to do a burlesque concert," Most of the class just stared blankly at their teacher, "Erotic dancing? You know what they do at the nightclub? It can help your flexibility and endurance. I do it all of the time." And with that groundbreaking comment, he left the room as if shit wasn't about to go down. The whole class was rioting, so Izuku had to take Eri upstairs. He wasn't going to allow his class's stupidity to wake up his child. At the end of the day, the whole class agreed to do a burlesque concert

~In the Redemption Dorms~

So, the five redemption course students had to do something for the festival. Why? They weren't even part of the actual school. Chizome and Kurogiri stared out at the two children they had to look after. Toya was adamantly saying that they needed to do an arts and craft station. Tomura didn't want to do that because of his quirk. They were arguing.

"So," Kurogiri started conversationally, "You get anywhere with Inko?" Chizome blushed at the mist's insinuation.

"You get anywhere with Aizawa and Yamada?" Chizome smirked. If mists could blush, Kurogiri would be so red right now.

"Are we allowed to join another class for the festival?" Toya asked the blushing adults.

"Yeah," Aizawa replied as he came by to check on Kurogiri. He was his ward after all.

"What are class 1-A doing?" Tomura asked excitedly.

"A burlesque concert," The four blushed as Aizawa walked back out. Why was he always so calm when making these comments?

"I-I think an Art & Crafts table would be splendid!" Tomura turned back to the others. They all nodded in agreement.