Hear No Evil, Speak No Evil

Aftermath

** The heroes who watched the "Show's" point of view**

"I can smell his heat in here," Toshinori coughs, "But Aizawa's scent is still feral."

"You think they will, ya know...They know we are watching, right?" Emi says, the scent causing her to gag slightly.

"No way, Shota is a prude," Nemuri says, her voice filled of its normal confidence.

"Would you put money on that?" Nazu says, closing the vents letting in the smells. "Twenty?"

She nods and sets the money on the counter, next to Nezu's pile, they both look at the other two. They shrug, Toshinori betting with Nezu and Emi with her mate, though she seems hesitant. It isn't much longer till they find out who wins, and Nezu splits the money happily.

"I have never been so upset to win a bet," Toshinori grimaces, "I don't think they are going to escape...can we look away?"

"I feel like the prude.." Nemuri says, looking to Nezu who seems unaffected.

"No, this could be a scheme," Nezu says, a hint of a grimace in his voice.

After a while of watching, none of them will be able to look them in the eyes at the next staff meeting or the next hero meeting. Though they all share a sigh of relief to see Shota pulling out, it is short lived and send them all into a mixture of disgust intrigued and embarrassment.

"He...isn't a prude," Nemuri says, covering with a blanket feeling ackward.

"Or a tight ass for that matter," Nezu says trying to lift the spirits.

"There are things I didn't want to know about my friends and co-workers," Toshi says, feeling queasy.

Emi is rocking in her chair, looking perturbed, but shoos her mate away not wanting to be touched. Much to her relief.

"It appears that they are asleep," Nezu shutters, clicking a tablet to check their heartrates and breathing pattern.

"Shota looks to be in his normal state..." Toshi sighs, scooting into a corner to shutter.

"Who is in charge of clothing them and cleaning this chamber?" Emi laughs nervously.

"That was taken care of... the soldiers will bring them clothes and clean..." Nemuri sighs, curling up in a corner to cry.

The rat bear hides under the control table and shutter unable to unsee what he saw. Emi rocks in the corner muttering while crying. All are relieved that they don't have to do any of the cleanup; however, they no longer think the two days break will be enough to cleanse themselves.