Part 3

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"I think my friends are waiting for me, you coming?l I ask, quoting "friends" she nods and we walk back to the door, unlocking it and walking out. I pull out a stool from behind the counter, "Mind if I stay?" I ask. "Go ahead, no one here cares." Hatsume answers. So I just keep chatting with Hatsume and random consumers, from behind the counter. Occasionally I'll help out Hatsume, but only on small things, I don't work here and she doesn't want to get in trouble.

"Hey Hatsume, I gotta use the bathroom, be right back," I say standing up. "Yeah of course, hurry though!" She calls. I walk to the counter entrance and walk out into the club. I look around for any glowing "Restroom" signs, but have bad luck and end up being dragged into the dance floor. "Crap," I mumble and try to push through the crowd. I take out my phone and text Hatsume that it may take a minute. Then continue pushing through.

While I got to the halfway point I saw Ochaco and rushed to her panting. "Hey De- Izu!" She giggled. I grab her shoulders, "Did you get drunk without me?" I question. "Oops sorRy Deku! Hey, we can get more if you want?" She slurs. "I-I am not Deku pal, I'm I-Izu." I correct her. "Oh yeah forgot that, so what brings you totally not Deku?" She winks. "I'm gay and I can't find the bathroom," I explain. She starts laughing, "it's over there Izuku!" She yells. "Izu!" I yell and start shoving my way to where she said.

"Hey watch it!" I look around and see a very angry man walk up to me. He shoots me a dirty look and pops his knuckles. "You punk, you, you asked for it!" He yells. Some ice starts coming from his hands. Crap! I can't use my quirk and the others are here, I jump high up and roll up from the floor. The guy charges at me pushing aside people, "stop running and fight like a man!" He yells. People start gathering around us and I see some of the others coming over. Probably drawn to the commotion. "Fuck off!" I yell.

"Oh you wuss, too scared to fight, or quirkless!" He hisses the word quirkless. Fuck it. This guy knows where to hit and so far is aggravating me. He started the fight, it's self-defense. One for all, full cowling! 20 percent! My body goes electric and zaps with green. I had managed to master up to 20 percent everywhere so this was a breeze. I look up at him with a smug look, "sure about this, you can go back to the party if you want?" I offer mockingly, "PUNK!" He yells and charges at me.

His power is ice shooting from his hands, his style, well he doesn't have one stupid drunk. If I dodge his attacks then I should be okay, but if I knock him out I won't have to deal with him. I dodge his few attacks, the crowd starts yelling for us to fight and I see some security guards coming over. Frick, they will know it's me chute! I quickly bounced on the roof, "Detroit smash!" I yell and smash the guy. When I saw the police officers I realized Shoto had been watching, by ending the fight with a 5 percent smash then jumping with 15 percent into the bathroom I should be able to go unnoticed.

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