From Vinegar to wine

Futilely and Inevitability

Pre Author Note: before getting to the author note i'm gonna have to retcon something real quirk. It recently came to my attention that the MHA universes take place 300 years in the future instead of 100. So I'll be updating past chapters and tagging about 200 years on all dates. Alright so onto the author note.

AN Yo I'm back, not gonna lie I truly think I could have finished chapter 8 by the end of april. But there were some problems that came along. One was... well, not writer's block, more like trying to find a spot to cut the chapter because some of my editors think I should make my chapters shorter and some of the reviewers commented on that as well... from the word count of this chapter you can guess how that went. Alright so after a while I figured out where to stop and then I got hit by another issue. This is a question to the boy readers (do I have any girl readers? Mineta MC story so not sure) anyway do any of you boys know what an UTI is? No? Its fucking hell, that's what the fuck it is and it's somthing that normally happens to girls but apperntly if you get really really sick for 4 days and don't drink enough water you can get one and it's hell. So yeah, extreme sickness for 4 days (sweating weakness, joint pain chills) followed by another 4 days of UTI and its treatment (look it up if you want) and I was back on track... besides you know being a college student and missing a whole week of school so I had to make that up. But after that I was ready to write again. Wait... no I wasn't, why is that you ask? Because after all was said and done it was the week before finals... So yeah that happened. But now all finals are done and it's finally time to finish this damn chapter. Hope you enjoy. P.S read the bottom author notes. I got some questions for you all.

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Date: 9/14/2301

Title: Ghost from the past, Pain from the present, and FUCK for the foreseeable future

"Well give it a shout!" Bastion sang. His deep voice rang across the plane. So-ri was hanging off his shoulder, already hammered, but more than capable of using his quirk to add to the song.

"Woah we're halfway there!" Eero and Christopher joined in.

"Woah livin on a prayer!" Quinn sang, jumping on Wendy's back, the giant girl holding them up easily.

"Take my hand, we'll make it I swear!" Bastion spun, holding out his hand to me while dancing to the song.

I smiled and handed him the bottle in my hand which he gratefully took and then left So-ri to lead the song. Even the pilots were getting into it and banging their heads to the song. I laugh at the display, marveling that the whole of class T could be here today. Even Zilko had come out of retirement to see me off, the graduated student joining into the song. Well, most of them. My mood soured as I thought of those we lost. Jackson said it was impressive, Class T had a higher mortality rate then most classes, so it was rather impressive that 80% of our class survived after almost a decade of missions, which was way above expectations. Doesn't really make you feel better when you're holding your friends as they die before you. A hand lands on my shoulder and I shudder as I feel the sadness literally removed from me. Already knowing who it was, I sighed before looking up to meet the star shaped irises. "Princess."

"I've given you permission to use my name instead of my moniker, Mineta." Anosova sighs as I remove her hand from my shoulder. "How long are we going to do this?"

"Well I know when it's time to dip," Bastion says, finishing my bottle and giving it back to me. "Call me back once this is done." He makes a vague hand motion in our direction before walking back to our singing classmates and grabbing Quinn, who seems to have noticed the situation and had been coming to save me by grabbing the scruff of their neck and dragging them away.