My Hero Academia: EMTs

Lesson One: Worthless Quirk!

Ochaco:

I was going to keep an eye on that creep, especially if he was messing with my Hotes!

I'm not sure when I decided Hotes was basically my little sister, but she reminds me of several of my cousins when they were five or six. Sure, I know it's not healthy for a twelve-year-old to act like a five-year-old, but that doesn't mean shock therapy is necessary- like putting her with that freak Bakugo!

I follow the pair at a distance. Bakugo and Hotaru see me, but while Hotaru looks back at me as if she wants me to run in and rescue her, Bakugo just keeps walking like he doesn't care if I'm around.

Finally, I follow them into the massive UA indoor gym and Bakugo sends Hotaru to go change into gym clothes.

Bakugo turns around and smirks at me. "Thanks for following- else I might have had just to let her go and try again tomorrow."

"What?" I snap as I enter the gym behind them.

"I said I had to be supervised. I'm still fifteen; mentorship isn't parenthood." Katsuki says as he looks around the gym. I growl in frustration, realizing he just played me a little.

He nods to a teacher sitting in the stands. The teacher is Ectoplasm, a man whose jaws are so oversized they look fixed in a giant unnatural grin.

Ecto is rarely seen out of costume, which he's wearing right now. His costume is a vast beige overcoat that covers his body from neck to foot. He then has gear that covers his head and makes him look like a giant black robot wearing a coat. You can still see his teeth through all that, and his eyes are visible through small yellow slits... a creepy get-up, all told. Ecto often has a harsher approach than even Aizawa, but that's during class. However, after hours, he's just a person.

I wave at him, too. I remember the first time Hotaru saw him; she almost screamed as she hid behind Tenya, the tallest boy in class. Ecto looked resigned when she did that as if she wasn't the first to do so. I've seen his regular human form, and I can only imagine the poor guy having a rough time meeting people in general.

"Hey, I'm gonna try helping the pipsqueak train a bit here; just keep an eye out for me screwing anything up, all right?" Bakugo asks Ecto. The teacher nods as he continues looking at some math papers.

"If I have to get up and come down there, you won't like it," Ecto warns. "Behave."

"Fair enough," Bakugo says, unenthused. He then turns to Hotaru as she returns in a t-shirt and shorts. She actually looks more vulnerable like that, and now she's bracing herself, her hands together under her chin. She looks so cute in how she often holds herself- I know I should be worried that she's not acting her age, but it's adorable! "Now... how to not waste your time and mine?" Bakugo twists his lips. "I wanna lay down the law- always give me your all, kid, got it? I won't settle for anything less. You're going to be one of the best heroes around- in fact, you'll be second to none... well, none except me... the point is I want you to be the best hero around, else I'll look bad, you getting me?"

Hotaru just shrugs. I don't like the sounds of this, so I fold my arms. I understand having high expectations of someone, but Hotes never said she wanted to be a hero in the first place. "What if she wants to be a doctor or something?" I ask. But Bakugo just waves me off.

"Let's start with a lite spar to see your hand-to-hand skills," Bakugo says as he enters an equipment closet and comes out with a big pair of boxing gloves, a small helmet, and a pair of knuckle guards. He forces the boxing helmet over Hotaru's head and then just hands her the knuckle guards as he puts on the boxing gloves. "I'll go half-speed so I don't take your head off, punk." He takes her by the hand and walks her to a set of mats on the floor. "That being said, we all know whose daughter you are. Don't disappoint me."