Our Crazy Fathers - NEW VERSION - DabiDeku

12 - The Meeting

Everyone slowly made their way back to their classrooms. If there was that much commotion on just this floor I wonder how the others were.

When everyone was back in the room and seated Aizawa came back into the room.

"Have you chosen a representative? And a vice?"

"We think it should be Iida! And Yaoyorozu!" Ashido said.

"Very well then. Our class rep is Iida and the vice rep is Yaoyorozu. Now, as for your upcoming hero study classes we will be taking a trip to the Unforeseen Simulation Join. Or better known as the USJ."

"Awesome!" Hagakure said, at least I think it was her.

"This isn't like a middle school field trip either. You don't have to worry about a parent or guardian signing a paper. We will be leaving as soon as school starts so please be early. For those of you who have to take trains please don't worry."

So there were people who walked to school? I could never imagine walking all the way to UA from the base. Maybe if it was closer but it's not like I could just move the location of a building.

"Excuse me, sir?"

"Yes?"

"Will we be wearing our hero costumes?" Yaoyorozu asked.

"Yes you will. If your costume was damaged from your training yesterday then you can wear your gym uniform. Any more questions?"

Nobody said anything. I quickly wrote the information down in a separate notebook, I have a lot. It's all very organized actually, one for the students and people, and another one for the plans and events. And another one for backup.

"Midoryia. Principal Nezu wants to speak with you. Follow me." I shoved my books in my bag and shoved my bottle into Katsuki's hands.

"Hey! What the fuck?!" He yelled as I followed Aizawa out of the room.

"So, what did you do to get called to the office already?"

"I'm surprised you don't know."

"Just because I'm a teacher doesn't mean I know everything."

"Don't screw up in there. I don't need to be hearing him talking shit later." Aizawa said when we reached the door.

"Nothing can be worse than dear old dad." I smiled and opened the door, quickly changing my posture to looked more scared and frightened.

"Ah, hello young Midoryia. Please, come in. Sit." I did as he said. "Would you like tea?"

"Yes, sir. Thank you."

"No problem, my dear boy. Us creatures, with mental quirks that is, need to stick together. As we see so much backlash from the people."

"If I may ask, sir. Why did you call me here?"

"Why did you lie?"

"I should have known you would have figured it out this early."

"So, why?"

"Being quirkless isn't exactly the easiest thing. I'm honestly surprised I've made it this far."

"What do you mean by that?" He sipped his tea.

"We'll I'm sure you know quirkless kids aren't treated very fairly. It's so funny because-Ah forget it. I can talk, just after years of being abused and forced to stay silent talking isn't my thing. I find it funny that elderly people who don't have quirks are still respected but if a kid is quirkless? Oh no, they're worthless and deserved to be worked until death."