So I was on Pinterest one day and I found a bunch of fan art for a Heathers and My Hero Academia crossover. Images not mine. Credit goes to the owner (http://iggiesca-asdy.tumblr.com/post/164915139214/heathers-the-musical-performed-by-class-1-a).
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A/N:
I'M BACK BITCHES! My mental health has been doing a lot better, school is going well, and I want to start writing again. I'm doing a different format for this chapter because of 1. Writer's block and 2. I desperately needed to post something.
Mr. Toshinori: You wait just a minute, Aizawa! It is ignorant, hateful talk like yours that makes this world a place our boys could not live in! They were not dirty! They were not wrong! They were two lonely verses in the Lord's great song!
Mr. Aizawa: Our boys were pansies, Yagi!
Mr. Toshinori: Yes! My boy's a homosexual! And that doesn't scare me none...I want the world to know...I love my dead gay son! I've been thinking. Praying. Reading some magazines. And it's time we opened our eyes! Well, the good Lord made the universe the Lord created man. And I believe it's all a part of his gigantic plan. I know God has a reason for each mountain and each flower and why he chose to let our boys get busy in the shower! They were not dirty! They were not fruits! They were just two stray laces in the Lord's big boots! Well, I never cared for homos much until I reared me one. But now I've learned to love...
Mr. Toshinori: I LOVE MY DEAD GAY SON!
Class 1-A: He loves his son! He loves his son! His dead gay son!
Mr. Toshinori: Now, I say my boy's in heaven! And he's tanning by the pool! The cherubim walk with him and him, and Jesus says it's cool! They don't have crime or hatred, there's no bigotry or cursin'...Just friendly fellows dressed up as their favorite Village Person! They were not dirty...
Class 1-A: No, no.
Mr. Toshinori: They just had flair!
Class 1-A: Whoa!
Mr. Toshinori: They were two bright red ribbons in the Lord's long hair. Well, I used to see a homo and go reachin' for my gun. But now I've learned to love... And furthermore! These boys were brave as hell! These boys, they knew damn well! Those folks would judge 'em, they were desperate to be free! They took a rebel stance, stripped to their underpants! Paul, I can't believe that you still refuse to get a clue. After all that we been through...
Mr. Toshinori: I'm talkin' you and me! In the summer of '83!
Mr. Aizawa: That was one hell of a fishing trip.
Class 1-A: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa! They were not dirty. Whoa! And not perverse... No, no! They were just two stray rhinestones on the Lord's big purse!
Aizawa and Toshinori: Our job is now continuing the work that they begun!
Class 1-A: 'Cause now we love, love, love! We love your dead...
Mr. Toshinori: They're up there disco dancing to the thump of angel wings!
Mr. Aizawa: They grab a mate...
Mr. Toshinori: And roller skate...
Aizawa and Toshinori: While Judy Garland sings!
Mr. Toshinori: They live a playful afterlife that's fancy-free and reckless!
Mr. Aizawa: They swing upon the pearly gates...
All: And wear a pearly necklace!
Class 1-A: Whoo!
Aizawa and Toshinori: They were not dirty!
Class 1-A: No!
All: They were good men! And now they're happy bear cubs in the Lord's big den!
Aizawa and Toshinori: Go forth and love each other now like our boys would have done!
All: We'll teach the world to love...
Aizawa and Toshinori: I love my dead gay son! My son! My son!
Class 1-A: Not half bad, your dead gay son! Wish I had your dead gay son! Thank you, Dad, for your...
