Try Me Bitch (Vigilante Deku)

Operation Wet Revenge

The rest of the day had been a rollercoaster of madness, and I was just trying to survive it with what little dignity I had left. After the pigs with jetpacks incident, Present Mic had led us to the auditorium where Principal Nezu gave us a speech that was... well, very Nezu. But the real kicker was that I somehow managed to keep my mouth NOT shut AT ALL during the whole thing. 

Now it was lunchtime, and I had just finished stuffing my face with a sandwich that could barely be called food when I decided to take a walk around campus. It was nice to get some fresh air, and for a brief moment, I thought maybe—just maybe—the day was calming down.

But of course, that was way too much to ask.

As I strolled down a pathway lined with cherry blossom trees which honestly was something out of a fairytale around here and yet UA had this path with 13 cherry blossom trees in a row left and right. It just was stunning and I felt a strange sense of peace. The sun was shining, the birds were singing—everything seemed perfect. Too perfect. Just as I was about to take another step, a giant splash of ice-cold water rained down on me from above.

SPLASH!

I froze, water dripping from my hair and soaking through my clothes. My entire body went rigid from the shock of the cold, and I could feel my teeth starting to chatter as the icy water clung to my skin.

For a moment, I just stood there, blinking like an idiot as the reality of what had just happened sank in.

Me: W-What the...?

I looked up to see a bunch of third-year support course students peeking over the edge of a balcony, their faces full of suppressed laughter. They were high-fiving each other, clearly thinking they had just pulled off the prank of the century.

Me: ....Oh, they did not just do that,.....

 I muttered to myself, feeling the chill seep into my bones. The cold water was one thing, but the fact that they had the nerve to prank me? That was just too much.

I could feel my cheeks heat up—not from embarrassment, but from sheer, unfiltered rage. My clothes clung to me like a second skin, and I could feel a shiver run down my spine. But more than anything, I was fuming.

This wasn't over. Oh no, not by a long shot.

HELL NO

BABY if anything, I was about to go after them and show them who's the boss....

They wanted to mess with me? 

Fine. 

But I wasn't just going to stand there and take it. 

I was going to get even. 

I was going to scare the ever-loving crap out of them.

How do you get back at a bunch of tech nerds without ending up in detention?

The answer was simple: sneak up on them and scare them so bad they'd think twice about pranking anyone ever again.

With a Cheshire smile on my face, I turned around and  wrung out the water from my uniform and slipped into the nearest building while cursing through gritted teeths. The third-year support course students were still on the balcony, laughing it up and totally unaware that I was about to get the last laugh.

I crept up the stairs as quietly as I could, taking extra care to avoid any creaky spots. By the time I reached the top, my heart was pounding with anticipation. I wanted this, I wanted this so badly. I peeked around the corner and saw them still congratulating themselves on their "epic prank on a hero class student." They were so busy patting each other on the back that they didn't even notice me sneaking up behind them.

Perfect.

I took a deep breath, gathering all the energy I could muster and all the methods that Stain taught me. Then, in one quick motion, I jumped out from behind the wall and let out the loudest, most terrifying roar I could manage while pulling out 

"ROAAAAR!!!"

The effect was instantaneous. The group of third-years let out a chorus of screams that could probably be heard from the other side of campus. They scrambled to get away from me, tripping over each other in their panic one even nearly fell over the railing. One of them even dropped his fancy gadget, which clattered to the ground with a loud clang.

For a moment, I just stood there, feeling the sweet satisfaction of revenge. The third-years were still freaking out, but once they realized it was just me, they went from terrified to completely embarrassed. Their faces turned red as they tried to play it off like they weren't scared out of their wits just a second ago.

But I could see the truth.

They were shaking.

I couldn't help it—I burst out laughing. 

Me: What happened? Thought you guys were real tough, huh?

One of them, still looking a little pale, managed to stammer out some words....

Student: H-Hey, it was just a prank! No hard feelings, right?

Me: Sure, but maybe next time, think twice before messing with someone from the general studies course.....

At this point I pulled out a knife and they all scrambled away. They were defnitely more than scared right now and I think they didn't even see that I just had a butterknife in my hands. It was shiny and it was a knife. That all that mattered.

I was about to turn and walk away too, when I noticed someone standing at the end of the hallway, watching the whole scene unfold.

It was All Might.

Dad?

My heart skipped a beat, but to my surprise, he didn't say a word. Instead, he just gave me a thumbs up and a knowing smile before turning and walking away, as if he approved of my little act of rebellion.

For a moment, I just stood there, stunned.

Did All Might .... I mean dad....just... approve of me scaring the crap out of a bunch of upperclassmen?

I shook my head, a grin creeping back onto my face.

Today was definitely the weirdest day ever.