The Next Generation

C6: Not a Good Distraction

The rest of their first day of school was relatively normal, at least in the opinion of the other students. The moment they started learning about actually high school, human subjects, Optimus was thrown out of his comfort zone. By the time he got back to the cabin, he was mentally, exhausted, but the weight of paperwork and a textbook reminded him that there was more to be done.

There were several parental permission slips that needed filling, so Optimus left them out on the counter in hopes that Nezu would visit and figure out how to deal with them. He set Aizawa's textbook down on the coffee table near the couch, and set an alarm on the oven to remind him to sleep. One of the pitfalls of being human. They needed a lot of sleep.

If Optimus ever went back to Cybertron, he might be an expert on human affairs. His knowledge might even rival Ratchet's.

Optimus worked on memorizing the textbook for several hours, didn't hear the alarm beep the few times that it did, and continued working. At some point, he wasn't sure when, he fell asleep.

The next morning, another alarm went off, this time on a persistent and loud alarm clock in the bedroom. Optimus sat up, rubbed the recharge from his optics, and noticed a blanket on himself. So Nezu had visited. He got up and went to turn the alarm off, only to find Nezu getting ready in the bedroom.

"Good morning, Optimus," Nezu finished tying his shoes and then scurried past the Prime. "How was your first day of school?"

"It was productive," Optimus answered. "And yours?"

"Very productive," Nezu responded. "Go take a shower, I'm making waffles. I don't think you've had waffles before."

Optimus did as he was told, and eventually returned to eat waffles and clean up the mess of paperwork he left on the couch and coffee table. The permission slips were signed Your Boss, and Nezu handed them to Optimus, who only rolled his optics in amusement and placed them in his bag.

The two of them walked to school through a tunnel under the UA barrier and surrounding land, talking about their first days. Eventually, they got distracted talking about the school's infrastructure.

"I believe this is my stop," Principal Nezu got in an elevator. "Good luck with day two!"

"You too," Optimus waved.

The elevator doors shut and then Optimus continued down the tunnel alone, eventually coming out in the kitchen freezer. He shuddered at the cold and quickly let himself out, walking to his classroom and taking a seat where he sat the day before. Little did he know, today would be very different. But he found out why soon enough.

"I AM HERE!" a brightly colored teacher burst in through the door with a mood that could be considered the inverse of Mr. Aizawa's. "GOOD MORNING, FUTURE HEROES!"

"All Might!" some of the students exclaimed. "I've never seen him in person before."

Optimus leaned forward to examine him. Even if Nezu had no provided Optimus with a profile on each other the teachers, Optimus would have known who this man was. All Might was a famed 'Symbol of Peace' and the number one hero in Japan. He was known for his unbreakable positive attitude, high support, and near perfect track record. No one was more admired than All Might, and no one was a better example of what it meant to be a hero.

So Optimus naturally wanted to judge him. This was the supposed greatest hero of all time. His actions spoke volumes about humanity.

"Heroes in our day and age don't just rely on quirks and abilities to see it through the day! The first lesson you should learn is that a hero needs support!" All Might announced. "And to get support, you have to look fantastic!"