Warnings for this chapter: Cussing again.
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"Shitshitshitshitshit," Hitoshi mutters under his breath, dodging another hand trying to snatch the ten million point headband tied around his forehead.
"I didn't sign up for this. Why did I say I was going to be up here? I'm such a fucking–you bitch! Fuck you!" Hitoshi interrupts himself by squirting vinegar at a girl with vine hair while Momo cuts the vine hair with a knife she created two minutes ago to stop the same girl from tripping her up.
"DIE!" Katsuki shouts, a menacing grin attached to his face while he creates a large explosion, blinding another team trying to get their points.
"At least the rest of our class is still wanting to be the only class in the third round," Momo says, panting heavily. Hitoshi curses while leaning back, keeping a hand on Izuku's other shoulder when he dodges a hand from grabbing his headband.
"Damnit!" Miyumi curses as she tries to reach over again. Hitoshi punches her in the face, scowling in anger. She cries out in pain leaning back, her team backing up to keep them balanced.
"My nose!" Miyumi cries out, making Hitoshi smirk.
"Did you just fucking break that bitch's nose?" Katsuki asks with a raised eyebrow, letting loose another explosion to blind another team. Hitoshi grunts, squirting vinegar in the blinded team's eyes.
"Good on you Dead Eyes," Katsuki says with a smirk.
"Hitoshi-kun, look out!" Izuku exclaims as a hand reaches out, barely grazing Hitoshi's forehead. The indigo haired boy grabs the arm and twists it around, glaring angrily at the boy who tried to steal the headband. He had blonde hair, pale blue eyes with white pupils, and fair skin.
"You fucker!" Katsuki growls in anger, lighting up an explosion and making the students carrying the blonde boy to rush back in an attempt to avoid being singed.
"Thanks for the Quirk, 1-A Trash!" The boy says with a maniacal smile. Hitoshi's eyes widen and he barely blocks Katsuki's mouth in time.
"What the fuck are you doing Dead Eyes?!" The angry blonde shouts, hands sparking.
"If you had answered him, he would've brainwashed you, idiot!" Hitoshi says lowly while they pull back from another team trying to grab their headband.
"One minute left!" Nemuri shouts, making Hitoshi curse under his breath.
"Explode us up in the air!" The indigo haired boy exclaims, watching all the teams who weren't Class 1-A charge at them. Katsuki growls in anger before he points his hands down at the ground and shoots off the ground.
"Kacchan! Kacchan wa-aiiit!" Izuku screams out on fear, wrapping his arms tightly around Hitoshi's torso. Momo attaches herself to Katsuki's arm and Hitoshi uses his legs to wrap around the angry blonde's waist.
"SHINSŌ'S TEAM SHOOTS UP, STRAIGHT INTO THE SKY TO AVOID ALL THE TEAMS TRYING TO GANG UP ON THEM!" Present Mic screams loudly in excitement and shock. The remaining teams were staring up at them in shock and awe while they rise higher in the air, high above the stadium.
"Idiots," Shōta states, making Hitoshi almost laugh if he wasn't realizing this was an incredibly bad idea.
"Hitoshi-chan, you IDIOT!" Nemuri shouts in worry and terror. The timer buzzes, ending the second round.
"Bad idea! Bad idea! Very bad idea!" Hitoshi shouts, freaking out when they stall incredibly high in the air. Hitoshi laughs breathlessly, a small smile of pain on his face. It changes to an expression of dead acceptance.
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