Colors

3- Number

A few days had passed since Aizawa had originally announced the mission and it had been a few days since Eye Bags and Dunce Face had dragged them to the coffee shop. He didn't want to admit it, but he wanted to go back.

These past nights had been spent arguing with his classmates over how to organize the mission. Somehow, no one could agree with his perfect plan. It was exhausting. Exhausting enough to where he caught himself craving more of that fantastic coffee for Teikuan.

Ugh, but he refused to admit it. Especially because these fuckers around him would take it the wrong way. They already wouldn't let go of the fact that he embarrassed himself at the shop. He still couldn't believe he got caught staring, it didn't even mean what they thought it meant! He was just spacing out!

But it didn't matter, they would never believe him.

"I'm just saying, I should be stationed in the audience!" Dunce Face shrugged.

Raccoon Eyes slammed her pencil onto the coffee table of their living room, "Kaminari, that's the worst place to put you! You suck at directing where your electricity goes! You'd end up hurting everyone! I should be there instead."

"Shut the fuck up, you are ruining this project because you just want to watch the stupid concert." He burst, having had enough of his classmates' bullshit for today.

"Just because you're heartless, doesn't mean you have to crush my dreams!" Raccoon Eyes and Dunce Face said.

"Fine then," Shitty Hair tried to calm the tension rising in the room with his even tone, "Bakubro, where do you think people should be stationed?"

Bakugou leaned forward, scanning his eyes over the blueprints of the venue once more. "We should be focusing on entrances while everything gets started. That's when the flow of people will be at its highest. Once all of the openers are through and Airi's first song starts, we'll divide the entrance security between audience patrol and backstage. Keep a few stationed outside just in case."

"Yeah, you're right. Someone like Jirou or Shoji would be good for that because they'd be able to keep an eye on things." Deku muttered with a hand on his chin.

Ears joined in, "Shoji should probably be stationed inside. With how loud concerts are, I would have trouble differentiating the quieter sounds. I would hear things outside better."

"I could keep an eye and ear out for things happening in the audience then," Shoji understood.

Bakugou nodded. "Wide range quirks would be better suited for audience and outside. Backstage is usually more compact and if anyone were to try anything back there, it wouldn't be a big group."

"See? So I should be in the audience!" Dunce Face and Raccoon Eyes once again cried at the same time.

"No," The blonde sent a glare towards them, "Raccoon Eyes should be in the audience. Her acid could be crowd control. Dunce Face, you should be stationed near the power in case of an outage."

"Wow, Bakugou, you've put a lot of thought into this." Round Face mumbled, surprise written all over her face.

He scoffed, rolling his eyes and leaning back in his chair. "I'm just better than all you extras. I'm gonna be number one after all!"

Deku stepped in, seeing what Bakugou had planned, he began stationing people where he thought they would fit.

They had decided that figuring this part out ahead of time would give those groups of people time to plan and coordinate ideas in case something happened. Three years of experience together helped a lot but knowing ahead of time who you'll be with was better.