Point Zero MHA OC AU

The Sports Festival 3 (Mega Chapter P3)

HEEEEEYYYYYYY WEBEK HERE,

sooo.... it's been a while :D. I'm sorta back after a two month nap and loss of motivation. Sorry but I rewrote this at least twice. There are also some changes to some things the characters say to keep it accurate to their culture. I know its not needed, but I want the characters to feel genuine.

Also, Chill out pple!! Im at 1.2k fucking reads already! Where the hell did you pple come from? Rip your souls by the end of this chapter cuz ima destroy your souls with some angst. Don't worry! I love happy endings! Also, rip if you keep reading after this, but like i said, happyness

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Andy sat, wiping the tears and snot collecting on his face from all of the crying. God, it felt like a fantasy; yet he's standing in the middle of U.A. in the middle of the sports festival and everyone is cheering him on.

The boot remained tightly in his hand, held upside down to keep whatever remaining liquid inside. Shinso carefully removed the gloves with care so they didn't get stuck to his own skin. Although it didn't hurt to remove, it definitely was a pain to get off. It felt like a ball of tape stuck to his skin, but thankfully it didn't stick to anything organic as well as it did concrete walls and cloth.

"You're done now, you big baby?" Shinso asked, sneering at Andy who has yet to properly clean off his face. His eyes were puffy and his sleeves were soaked in tears.

"I think so." He sniffled, "It just all feels all so fake!"

"Andy," Shinso firmy placed both hands on his shoulder, a serious tone in his voice, "You've been in a coma for 20 years, we have been trying to contact you"

They both snickered "trying to contact me for what?"

"For your cars extended warranty" He said in an eerie voice, holding back a laugh. Both broke out in a small giggle, continuing down the halls with their gear in hand.

A smile stayed on their faces, plastered with enough force to challenge Dalby all by themselves. This was possibly the best thing they've achieved in their whole lives so far, beating every school certificate and A plus grades brought home.

"You think were gonna get first and second place Toshi?" He asked, the smiles quickly flushed with uncertainty. Although the smiles were still there, he was still unsure. "I mean, what if we fail and everyone hates
us. It's not like were optimized hero stuff and we don't have the flas-"

Shinso cut him off "You're thinking this. Lets just repair the boot and eat something before you start doubting yourself more"

"But-"

"No." He sternly interrupted.

"Ok" He immediately shut up, but that didn't mute the screaming voices in his head. They yelled and screamed that maybe he should just forfeit the match and go home. Something deep in his chest tugging and shouting him and telling him it wasn't going to be ok. That he needed to turn back on his heels and never look at the school again. Although he couldn't identify where it came from, it tore through his brain like a butcher's knife being twisted in his flesh.

"Whatever the hell do you put inside the boot?" Shinso asked, poking the shiny glitter filled liquid with his bare hand. It stuck to his hand like water, but didn't dry like it. In fact, it didn't dry at all; having a similar texture to cooking oil of some sorts.

"Its vegetable oil mixed with super bounce." Andy gleefully stated, knowing damn well that it sounded crazy.

"Super bounce? As in the stuff used for prison walls?" He raised a brow at him before snapping his fingers and watching it bounce back up immediately with the same force.