Viel Of Scales: The Dragons Ascension

Hatch or crack.

The Trial of Explosions

Two weeks of villain-squashing antics and egg babysitting had left Bakugo... increasingly unhinged. In the past few weeks, they had tons of fights with all the low-level, no-life thugs, but it was all useless; Izuku's egg remained unhatched, a smooth, infuriating testament to Bakugo's failure.

He had tried everything - explosions, motivational speeches, even holding the egg hostage for answers. Nothing worked.

Izuku's egg was smooth, unyielding, and worse-silent.

Bakugo had tried to wake it up with explosions in the middle of a secluded training ground. Surely, he thought, if I hit it hard enough, it'll crack, and the little nerd will come crawling out.

He didn't care if it was just an egg. He wasn't losing to it.

"Alright, Nerd! Time to wake the hell up!" Bakugo shouted, lighting his palms on fire and launching a flurry of small explosions toward the egg. The blasts tore through the air, shaking the trees and rattling the ground.

When the smoke cleared, Bakugo found himself crouching over the egg, his heart racing. Come on...

Nothing.

Not even a crack. Not even a wiggle. It sat there, unscathed, mocking Bakugo for his failure. A faint scorch mark was all that proved his efforts.

"Is this egg made of freakin' vibranium?" Bakugo muttered under his breath, his fists shaking.

He launched himself into the sky, propelling himself upward using his quirk; he spun around in the air releasing a few small-scale explosions before he lunged towards the egg,
"EITHER I TURN YOU INTO A FUCKING OMELETTE, OR YOU HATCH, YOUR DAMN CHOICE!" He yelled as he released a controlled mid-low intensity explosion at the egg.

After hours of experimenting, Bakugo was exhausted, covered in soot and smoke. But he refused to give up. He wouldn't let the damned egg win.

"Damn egg!" Bakugo seethed as he quickly put the egg in its incubator and began walking towards his house. He was not going to let a stupid egg outlast him.

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The Motivational Speech Disaster

The next day, Bakugo, frustrated beyond belief, decided that raw force wasn't the answer. Maybe, just maybe, words could reach the egg. After all, All Might gave those inspiring speeches to crowds about his limited edition underwear and made them cry-how hard could it be?

Bakugo wasn't about to go all cheesy or sappy, but he could at least try something. Standing over the egg in the middle of the classroom, Bakugo planted his hands on his hips and, with all the authority he could muster, yelled: "Alright, you stupid egg! Listen up!"

A few random students glanced up from their conversation, their curiosity awakened by the dramatic tone of Bakugo's voice.

"You think you're gonna laze by forever, huh? I've seen your type before, and I'm not gonna let you get away with it! You're gonna hatch and become the hero you were always meant to be-right after me, of course! The second best hero in the world! Now, get your act together and... AND HATCH!"

Silence.

The egg sat there. Unmoved. Unimpressed.

A student with some finger- elongment quirk let out an tierd snort, sick of Bakugo's antics. "Dude, it's an egg. Not a sentient being."

Bakugo whirled on him with a look that could kill. "Shut it, finger freakshow! You have no idea what it's capable of!"

A girl with glasses, trying to stifle her laughter, chipped in. "I think maybe the egg needs a break, Bakugo. You know, like... time?"