It's a Plan(et)

Chapter 5

A/N: Just a reminder that time is measured in "clicks" where one click = one second.

Therefore...

Hectoclick = 100 seconds

Kiloclick = 16 minutes, 40 seconds

Megaclick = 11.6 days

Gigaclick = 31.7 years

Teraclick = 31,700 years

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"If the aliens don't kill me, the boredom might," Shigaraki complained as he lied on the floor, staring up at the ceiling. "I'm not a reader, but damn, if I had a book right now..."

"I was actually at the mall to get a book!" Izuku chimed. "All Might's Greatest Rescues: Golden Age Edition."

There was a noticeable pause where Shigaraki didn't move or say anything, just took some deep breaths as he contemplated his options. "Did you manage to buy it before I got to you?"

"No," Izuku said. "But I'm surprised that you'd actually consider it."

Shigaraki screamed at the ceiling. His long, drawn-out scream turned into a groan, which turned into a whine, and that turned almost into a sob.

"Besides," Izuku continued like Shigaraki didn't just have a mental breakdown, "it's not like I'm hoarding it over here in the cell with me. I don't think the aliens would have let me keep it even if I did have it on me when they took us. And I think you would have noticed if I had a book over here by now."

When Izuku didn't get a scathing response, he tried a different tactic.

"Want to have a push-up competition?"

"What?" Shigaraki asked, voice hoarse from screaming.

"I know you're in shape," Izuku said. "Probably not enough to hold your own against me in a push-up competition," he baited, "but it will still be something to ease the boredom."

"Oh, I know exactly what you're doing," Shigaraki said. "But fuck if it's not working anyway," he grunted as he flipped over into push-up position.

They started their competition with both of them counting as they went.

Once they were about 35 in, Shigaraki heard A'zawa yelling something with his name in the mix.

"Ha!" Shigaraki bragged as Izuku continued the count. "Cat-Face is cheering me on! He's saying, "Go, Shigaraki, Go!" Where's Bird-Face at? Not cheering for you?"

Shigaraki rejoined the counting just in time to hear H'zashi start squawking something with Midoriya's name mixed in.

"What was that?" Midoriya asked. "I couldn't hear you over my cellmate's support!"

The cellblock erupted with all the aliens in the cells next to theirs yelling as well.

"Oh! Looks like we're the entertainment for the whole cellblock today!" Shigaraki exclaimed.

"If they're smart, they'll be placing their bets on me!" Izuku huffed. "Feeling the burn, yet, Shigaraki?"

"In your dreams, Midor–" Next thing Shigaraki knew, A'zawa was on his back. "Oh this is not fair! I have extra weight now, so–"

But when Shigaraki looked up, Izuku also had his cellmate on his back.

"Huh," Shigaraki huffed out as Izuku continued the counting, smiling at him all the while. "I bet Cat-Face weighs more."

"I don't know how to ask about weights, yet," Izuku said as Shigaraki took over the counting. "Do you?"

"No," Shigaraki huffed, feeling the effort through his whole body now that the extra weight was really taking a toll on him. "But don't birds have hollow bones or some shit?"