Twice the fun

Ch 17

As the tests continued, izuku got more and more excited as he watched everyone use their quirks in increasingly creative ways.

First was the grip strength test, where he simply made two copies of himself where all three pulled on the same machine.

"234. Well done... izuku's..." aizawa drawled while looking to all three, having forgotten who the original was.

He was extra excited to see a boy named Shoji make an extra set of hands to absolutely demolish everyone else's score.

"540, even better, well done." Their teacher commented with a small nod.

Next was the standing long jump where he actually made a copy of bakugou and piggy backed on him. He didn't go nearly as far as bakugou and he couldn't stay in the air indefinitely like he could, but he still passed the entire sandbox.

Next was the repeated side steps, he made two copies of kirishima who immediately began pushing him back and forth between themselves. They seemed to enjoy it a little too much... and so did the rest of his friends watching slowly get sick from being jostled around so much from the sidelines.

Then there was the ball throw. Izuku was confused and slightly irritated when aizawa said it was the next test. Even though he singled him out at the start and passed onto the next one without knowing why he was the only one to do it at the start.

Izuku watched patently as everyone else walked up before he finally saw an alarmingly familiar face as he tossed the ball in the air before slamming it with the end of his tail.

"Ah! Ojiro! How are you here?!" He shouted cheerily, much to aizawa's annoyance as ojiro's score counted up in his hand.

The kid turned to him with an exasperated look. "Wait, did you not notice me this entire time? I thought you were just focusing on the challenges like I was."

Izuku shook his head quickly, his hair swinging around before popping back into place. "No! I didn't even see you!" He said happily as he walked closer, Ojiro doing the same once he noticed it.

Ojiro chuckled as they stopped in front of each other. "I know I look plain, but come on man."

"N-no that's not why..." Izuku quickly defended with a nervous laugh.

He raised a brow. "My name was called out like, four times you know."

"Ah... well-"

Then his head was promptly shoved down by bakugou. "Deku's an idiot, he doesn't notice shit."

As izuku flailed under his grasp. Ojiro gave him a skeptical look. "Oh yea? You didn't notice me either."

Bakugou immediately looks more annoyed. "I heard your name get called, don't clump me in with deku."

Ojiro raised a brow, before a sly grin broke out on his face like he had just remembered something. "Ok. Then what's my name."

Bakugou paused, his face a mix between deep thought and boiling rage. "... what...?"

His grin got a bit wider as he realized he had won. "You heard me, if you expect me to believe that you heard my name and remembered me, or even if you saw me beforehand. You should be able to tell me my name."

Bakugou continued staring at him, his jaw tense as his teeth grinded together. "Fuck off you tailed bastard."

He shook his head, his expression turning almost fond. "Izuku just yelled it to the entire crowd ten seconds ago."

Izuku blushed from second hand embarrassment but it vanished as the grip on his head tightened. "A-ah! K-kachan! That hurts! And O-ojiro! d-don't be mean! He has trouble with n-names!"