Unlikely Heroes

The Final exam team work!

"Does everyone agree?" Nezu asked, the staff of Yuuei nodded. "Good, lets see how this goes. Yamada, you need to tell Izuku about the exam, about how it will be against us."

"I get that part... but I can't help but worry about what's going to happen to us..." Yamada frowned

"Grow up." Midnight told him.

"Fine, I'll do it tonight, it will give him a day." Yamada nodded.

"Good." Nezu nodded.

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A few hours later, Izuku and Hitoshi were sitting at the dinner table with their mothers, Aizawa and Yamada.

"Fighting against Robots will be an issue for me though..." Hitoshi sighed.

"You'll be fighting against te teachers now..." Yamada said, before quickly covering his mouth. "Pretend you didn't hear that." He added quickly. Izuku looked at him, before nodded.

"It doesn't matter, even if it is aganst the teachers, we won't know how we are meant to fight you..." Izuku muttered, tapping a pad of paper. Then he gasped, he looked at his mom. "Can we be excused?"

"Go on then." She nodded, Izuku dragged Hitoshi upstairs.

"I feel sorry for you teachers." Shinso-san sighed

"We'll be fine." Aizawa said.

"Right, we'll see how many show up tomorrow." Izuku set down his phone after sending a group message to his class telling them to come to his tomorrow as he had information on the exam.

"A whole day of Battle strategy." Hitoshi smiled

"We should come up with a plan, but let's see if we can figure how they have planned this exam. I bet it is safe to assume they will be using all teachers, so that's ten... including Nezu sensei... Making it possible for them to pair us up to face them. Izuku sat back in his chair.

"But, how would they pair us up?" Hitoshi asked.

"There are a few ways they could... But, I'll think about it tonight." Izuku told him, Hitoshi nodded.

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Around 10 the following day, Hitoshi headed out to Izuku's, but he left his house to find the class waiting there. 

"Did everyone come?" Hitoshi asked, Yaoyorozu, who was first, turned to him.

"Oh, Shinso, and no." She said

"Bakugo isn't here." Kirishima shouted from near the back of the group.

"His loss." Hitoshi shrugged, he opened the door. "Midoriya-san, it's me. The class is here too."

"Oh, goodness." Midoriya-san hurried into the hall, she smiled at the class. "Please come in and make yourself comfortable. I am just putting on some tea." Class 1-a couldn't help but smile at Midoriya-san. The kitchen had been set up as if there was a meeting, there was a basket of freshly baked pastries at the centre, Izuku was lying face down on the table. A large mug of coffee to his left and a pile of paper to his right.

"An all nighter?" Hitoshi asked as he sat net to Izuku. The green haired boy groaned in reply. "The class is here you know." Izuku slowly sat up, he had Aizawa's deadpan-tired expression. He picked up his coffee and finished it in on.

"I'm awake..." He yawned

"Barely..." Hitoshi sighed. "You can sit you know." He looked at everyone. They sat around the table.