People are always brave before Cockroaches start flying.

Warning, this chapter is high on crack and Pixy Stix.

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Izuku woke up in Recovery Girl's office, the bright lights blinding him. "Ugh, I'd rather be under that ruble again...." He rolled over and cover his eyes in the very uncomfortable nurse's office pillow. He was nett with the sound of laughing on the floor.

"And would you like that rusty bar to re-impale you again?" He recognized that voice. Ahh, Nezu. "Would it end me here?" He turned his head to look at the rat— chimera. "I suppose."

"Then bring me back, I'd be happy to go to hell right now." He shoved his face into the rough fabric of the pillow. He was to tired for this shit, it reminded him a bit to much of his dearest homeroom teacher.

"So...." The two sat in silence for a bit, Izuku actually taking the chance to sit his ass up. "How traumatized was Iida?" Izuku asked the mouse rat chimera. Nezu giggled.

"Oh, you should've seen Kirishima's face." He smiled sinisterly as Izuku laughed. "Any pictures?" Nezu nodded, pulling out this tiny ass phone power loader had to make for him. "Pfft—"

"I took a video, actually." He scrolled over to the next item in his camera roll, which had Mina on it. He could hear her yelling faintly in the distance.

'Satana shall return! He cannot die, he is the enigma!' She started playing that music you hear when the pearly gates decide to decline you on her phone which she somehow snuck into her hero costume.

"I mean she was right." Izuku interrupted the video. "She quite was." Nezu snickered as someone snuck up behind the two.

A loud 'thwack' sounded from the room. "Out!" She ordered Nezu, who was rubbing his back with his paws. "I need to give him a Tetanus Shot."

"Oh hell nah." Izuku bolted out of there faster than Aizawa carrying him out of that collapsing building.

Now you might be thinking, 'Recovery Girl healed his wounds though! He should be fine!'

WELL GUESS WHAT, he managed to convince his mother not to make him get his shots over the summer. How he did it nobody shall know.

Except you, he found a rat dead on top of a sewer drain and did the process of gutting it and embalming it and started his ritual of madness. He used the blood of said rat for the pentagram.

His mother almost walked in on him praying he wouldn't have to get the shots, so she cancelled the appointment so he would clean the wax from the candles off her damn carpet. She told him he'd have to get them over break sometime though, or maybe even school. Izuku nodded in defeat.

But anyways she had emailed Recovery Girl to do the tetanus shot since he was already injured by a rusty bar. He was not happy when Aizawa had to use his capture weapon to drag his ass back in there and pin him down.

The scenes were too graphic for younger audiences so here's a single clip;

"Ow—! Why the fuck are his teeth so sharp?!"
"Why was he having a satanic ritual to prevent himself from getting a shot?"
"*insert devil hissing*"
"I'm not even getting paid for this!"
"Neither are we!"
"Yes you are!"
"Nezu isn't!"



So anyways Aizawa had to stay for an after appointment with Recovery Girl after Izuku set his jaw on his hand, not letting go of his hand. Apparently this motherfucker is on some vampire shit because his hand was flat out bleeding when Izuku finally let go.

But the dark haired boy happily walked back to his class, feeling content with himself for another mission accomplished. He greeted one of his friends who was sobbing his eyes out and hugging him nonstop. Surprisingly, it was actually Iida. Well Kirishima and Uraraka were hugging him too, but they weren't profusely apologizing for 'not getting there fast enough'.

He looked over to see Kouda apologizing non-stop to Tokoyami and Aoyama. Shoji was there too. They were probably all in the same group. Momo was checking over Hagakure, somehow.

Denki was charging peoples phones at the moment. But he got tired of it and did a summersault off the roof.

Jk jk he was being crushed by Sero in a hug because he missed him.

"I apologize for not getting there sooner!" He had his head buried in Izuku's torso. "Okay, back it up you're not my boyfriend." Izuku lifted Iida's head up and pushed him away a little bit. He got the memo instantly and gave him some personal space.

"Please, forgive me!" He bowed down to someone who was literally fucking shorter than him. Izuku had to stop himself from laughing and needed to pull some Warabahime Oiran shit to get out of this one.

"No, it's fine. I put myself in that position by going so high up anyways. And Uraraka got hurt to, bitch why's nobody hugging her?" Uraraka shook her head profusely at those words. She had gotten hugs, sobs, and apologies when she got back, before him. And the embarrassment she felt was enough to make her turn red.

She had remembered it like it was only a few hours ago, because it was. Mina basically trying to kiss her to make it up to her, Mineta grabbing at her, Momo saying to give her some space, Iida and Kirishima sobbing and apologizing. Oh yeah, and Aizawa storming out of the room muttering something about Satan and Coffee.

Then Izuku came back in two hours later. He specifically shouted to Mina, 'Satana shall live forever more!' Causing her to cheer. Momo muttered something about how he shouldn't joke like that and they were all concerned for him.

She vividly remembers him saying 'Ha, my hoes were worried' even though he completely denied it. He definitely pulls though, just sayin.


"I'm sincerely sorry!"
"I already said it's fine!" Izuku gave Iida this look and started to back his ass up all the way to Recovery Girls office for a lethal injection.

"I'm back." Aizawa opened the door with his hand all bandaged up and an even grumpier look on his face. "Mr. Aizawa! What happened to your hand?!" Mina asked, her mouth in an 'O' shape. He looked over to Izuku then back at her.

"It was attacked by a rodent." Izuku looked slightly offended. "Bitch I am not a white rat that has a chess addiction."

"Yeah, I'm saying you look like a sewer rat."
"Am I'm saying you look like a homeless man."

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