hysteria || ʸᵃⁿᵈᵉʳᵉᵎᵇᵃᵏᵘˢᵠᵘᵃᵈ

that feeling of pure gay

❝and i got way too many

routes to take to make this

all just go away.❞

MOOD: EMBARRASSED, FRANTIC

I'VE NEVER BEEN SO EMBARRASSED AND SO HAPPY AT THE SAME TIME. I was the bait, and I would've been okay with that. Running was basically my thing, and I was damn good at it. Distracting people was also something that I could win an award for. If my team didn't get creative, then I would've been just fine.

Yet, I was still waiting for someone to explain why I was dressed in a chicken suit.

It was white and had an orange beak that my head was sticking out of, along with a cusiony, fabric feathered behind. It felt degrading, and I debated on calling PETA on them. But, the jury had decided, and I didn't get a say in the matter as I was forced into this thing. I mean, at least I looked like a full course meal.

I stood in the middle of the road, on the route the hero team was supposed to take. Full on quaking in my boots, I waited, knowing it would be awhile before my team would win, as they decided to split into two teams and go around the whole perimeter of the fucking arena to sneak attack them when they decided to charge at me.

So needless to say the party was going great.

Explosions went off to my right, which make me shid and piss myself as I stared off into the direction of the noise. I let out a low curse, eyes wide as I saw part of the hero team run towards me down the street. Looking back down the other way, I saw another third of the group running towards me as well. And finally looking straight, I saw the rest of them running.

"Oh fuck, they must think I'm an escapee from KFC." I whispered, glancing all three ways at the approaching teams.

"WHY ARE YOU IN A CHICKEN SUIT?!" I looked to my left to see Ashido fall to her knees, crumbling in laughter as everyone else did. I opened my mouth to say something, but quickly closed it, just frowning. The sound of everyones laughter would've been nice, had it not been directed at me.

"Oh I'm 'bout to get real disrespectful up in here." I mumble, just loud enough so I could hear myself over the laughter of everyone else. Normally, people would laugh with me, not at me, so I felt completely humiliated. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breathe before turning around to see the convergence of the three groups.

"Y/N, where's your team?" Shinsou asked, but I knew better than to answer him at a time like this. I glanced to my right and saw Kenji crying as he took pictures on his phone. I sighed, before sticking out my tongue at all on them, hitting a fat dab and slamming my hands on the ground. Giant roots shot up from every angle and wrapped around everyone tightly.

Surprise rung out, and it wouldn't be long before they broke out, as I could already hear Bakugou trying to with his explosions. So, instead of waiting around for a one versus eleven, I immediately turned around and sprinted down the street, part scared, part proud and all the way smug. I heard explosions behind me and ducked behind a building, searching for an entrance.

"GET THE FUCK BACK HERE, DINNER!" I clucked in fear as the voice bellowed down the street, the booming of Bakugou's quirk accompanying his threat. I held my back against the concrete wall as I held my breathe, waiting as the explosions died down.