BNHA Chatfic

This is crack

So I was watching The Hunchback Of Notre Dame and I decided to make the generators a series.

Patient Izuku Midoriya
A Short Story
by Kendall Southwell
Izuku Midoriya looked at the tiny guillotine in his hands and felt irritable.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his picturesque surroundings. He had always loved grand UA with its curvy, clumsy cafeteria. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel irritable.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Katsuki Bakugo. Katsuki was an admirable serial killer with charming ankles and fragile hands.

Izuku gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a patient, cute, cocoa drinker with fluffy ankles and solid hands. His friends saw him as an anxious, average angel. Once, he had even rescued a kind puppy from a burning building.

But not even a patient person who had once rescued a kind puppy from a burning building, was prepared for what Katsuki had in store today.

The sun shone like jogging hamsters, making Izuku anxious.

As Izuku stepped outside and Katsuki came closer, he could see the sour smile on his face.

"I am here because I want a pencil," Katsuki bellowed, in a virtuous tone. He slammed his fist against Izuku's chest, with the force of 2602 ostriches. "I frigging hate you, Izuku Midoriya."

Izuku looked back, even more anxious and still fingering the tiny guillotine. "Katsuki, you're a jerk," he replied.

They looked at each other with angry feelings, like two dangerous, decaying dogs hopping at a very courageous disco, which had jazz music playing in the background and two charming uncles boating to the beat.

Izuku studied Katsuki's charming ankles and fragile hands. Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, but I can't give you a pencil," he explained, in pitying tones.

Katsuki looked happy, his body raw like a ratty, robust record.

Izuku could actually hear Katsuki's body shatter into 2959 pieces. Then the admirable serial killer hurried away into the distance.

Not even a mug of cocoa would calm Izuku's nerves tonight.

THE END