It was high noon, and a hazy, foreboding feeling settled into Izuku's gut. The room he was standing in was permeated with menace as he stared into the audience around him.
"What the hell is happening right now?" He mumbled from behind a wooden podium.
"Court is now in session for the trial of Izuku Midoriya~!" Called the judge.
Izuku looked up to the stand where the judge presided, and his jaw dropped.
"ALL-MIGHT!?!? WAIT, I'M ON TRIAL!?!"
What he saw was Toshinori Yagi, also known as All-Might. Currently in his small form, dressed in full western judge attire, complete with the black gown and even the white wig that sat awkwardly on his messy blond hair.
"That is your honour to you, young Midoriya. And yes, you are on trial. You have been charged with reckless endangerment and destruction of public property!"
"YEAH! CAN IT, DEKU!!" Called a loud, angry voice.
Izuku turned to face the new fierce voice, and his jaw dropped even further.
"KAACHAN!?!?"
Katsuki Bakugou stood behind a similar podium just opposite him. But what really surprised the distressed little shrub-man was the outfit the blond rageaholic was dressed in.
He had a maroon-ish-coloured suit worn over a white dress shirt with one of those fancy bib things dangling from his collar.
It was, quite frankly, the most un-Bakugou outfit he could fathom.
"THAT'S OFFENSE-ATTORNEY, MURDER CARPET-BOMBER TO YOU, DEKU!!" The human Pomeranian pointed angrily.
"Offense-attorney? ...you mean, prosecutor? Also... Murder Carpet-Bomber ?" Izuku mouthed.
"I KNOW WHAT I SAID!!" The potential domestic terrorist affirmed.
All-Judge banged his gavel. "Alright! Settle down... Now Mr. Carpet-Bomber. Would you like to make your opening statement?"
Izuku listened and couldn't help but think that Mr. Carpet-Bomber sounded like an insulting nickname from a bitter ex-girlfriend.
The Baku attorney cleared his throat. "Firstly, I'd like to point out that the defence looks like an idiot!"
He jutted his thumb towards Izuku. The boy in question finally looked at himself and realised he was in a complete blue suit with a red tie and everything.
'What the...?'
Upon further inspection of his surroundings, he realised he was all by his lonesome.
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Out of Place & Out of Sorts
FanfictionBeing a hero was hard. Few knew that better than Izuku Midoriya. One would think that after so many harrowing experiences, he'd be at least kind of used to it by now. But when Eri's Quirk triggers out of nowhere, replacing herself with an alternate...
