Author note: yeah. I'll be honest, I kinda let my hatred for organized religion grab hold of me on this one. But to be fair when you've got a very religious character it's only fair if we use that to its fullest potential.
*Little to no time has passed since the last chapter, even it for some people they must feel like it's been an eternity since they've seen the characters. Izuku turned his head and looked at the man who was giving him more problems than Bakugo Katsuki, who more or less just left him alone in the new school. Momoma looked at Izuku smugly, it was finally payback time. Midoriya will pay for having humiliated him.*
Monoma: Well, well, well! What do we have here
Izuku:..... אתה רוצה להיות קטנוני? עָדִין. אני אהיה קטנוני, אהיה כל כך קטנוני שאדבר עם אלוהים אחר. אני אדבר עם יהוה, מה דעתך על זה?
* Izuku said as he looked up at the ceiling, as if he was talking to somebody who was looking down at him, in a completely different language that made Ibara and Monoma do a double-take. Monoma had no single idea what he said, nor did Ibara but she did at least know what language that was, having studied a little in her time. For those wondering Izuku said: Do you want to be petty? Gentle. I will be petty, I will be so petty that I will talk to another God. I will talk to Jehovah, how about that?. Ibara spoke up first wondering when Izuku learned Hebrew.*
Ibara:... since when do you know Hebrew?
Izuku: Principal Nezu made me do a report on them for history class, since I don't do anything halfway I learned the language. Or well. Enough to hold a conversation.
*Izuku said with a shrug, his permanent smile still on his face as he rubbed the palms of his hands together. He was having a small flashback to when he got something wrong in that study, he would nail him to a cross and leave him there as decoration for a few hours. The recovery girl was able to heal the boy but he still feels the phantom pain of having large nails stab the palms of his hands and legs. Izuku is a bit concerned with what the next punishment will be, given where the next field of study is gonna be.*
Ibara: Really? Why would he want you to study that?
Izuku: I learned not to question it. It gets so much worse when you question it. Anyhow the next one I have to do is the various religions of India, so I'll be learning a little Hindi and Sanskrit soon. Anyways. Hello... uh. I'm sorry, I'm blanking on a name here. Who are you?
*Izuku asked with a kind paper-thin smile as he looked at Monoma, acting as if he had no idea who this boy was, as if he was of so little importance that Izuku forgot all about him. Even if he spends the time in jail for a few hours thanks to this man, even if he hurts one of the few people that Izuku likes spending time with. But nope. Izuku has no idea who this person could be. Monoma gave a loud obnoxious laugh as he got closer to Izuku.*
Monoma: Oh! Don't act as if you don't know who I am!
Izuku:.... a Barbie Ken doll that became a real boy, and now is making it everybody's problem that he doesn't have a dick and balls?
*Izuku asked in a dry tone, as he looked at Monoma up and down. I mean it made sense, somebody as annoying as him must be covering up for something, they always do. In the case of Bakugo Katsuki, it was because his ego was so fragile that he couldn't accept that Izuku wasn't looking down on him, he was just giving Bakugo a hand because he fell. For this blonde boy is the fact that he's got such a small dick is that he's making it everybody's problem monoma gave a small scowl as he got even closer to the boy, his hands made into fists, he was ready to swing on him.*
Monoma: very funny. I'm rolling on the floor laughing you son of a....
Izuku: Before you finish that sentence, my mother is my only family and is very dear to me. So go ahead. Insult her. And if I promise you, it'll take at least 6 people to take me off of you. So do it.
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the new Ironman
Fanfiction"you can't, you can't, you can't " izuku has heard that every single day from everyone, from his classmates, to his former friend, to his teachers, from even his own mother. but all of them are gonna learn something, the definition of the human spir...
