Kiribaku Oneshots

❤ My "Uhm, Katsuki Bakugou" ❤

A/N: If you couldn't tell, ya girl likes Steven Universe. And I have no clue what this oneshot will be like, I was just listening to a certain song from the movie over and over (you can probably tell which one it is if you've listened to the song. So, yeah! No one is a gem in this one, even though some stuff say may sound peculiar. So, with that, we begin!

Katsuki's POV

I was pacing back and forth in the common room, panicking like crazy.

Silently, of course, because there's no way in hell I'm gonna let the rest of the class see me like that.

Icy Hot was down there too, also panicking for a similar reason.

Kirishima, Dunce Face, Eyebags, Soy Sauce, Raccoon Eyes and the damn nerd had entered a fight together, and they got wiped across the fucking floor.

It was broadcasted on a local news station, and I saw that the villain used his Quirk to apprehend everyone but Soy Sauce. The villain had trapped them all in these capsules.

Soy Sauce had come back, but Aizawa-sensei had no information on them.

Now we were waiting for Sero to come back with the several capsules.

"Fuck!"

I looked over at Icy Hot, who was frosting up on the right, burning on the left.

"The fuck is your problem?"

"What if they aren't okay? What if they're stuck forever? Wh--" "Can it, Icy Hot. They'll be fine," I hissed, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Pull yourself together,"

"My last words to my boyfriend were from a fucking argument, and now he's stuck in a fucking capsule!" Icy Hot yelled, my hand burning under his left shoulder.

"You'll be fucking fine. They'll be fucking fine. Shut it. Soy Sauce will be here soon," I muttered walking away.

Icy Hot sat on the couch as Ponytail brought him a cup of tea before leaving.

I kept pacing, trying not to worry about Kirishima.

I never got to tell him what I wanted to tell him.

"GUYS!"

Both Icy Hot and I whirled our heads to the door.

Soy Sauce walked in, a tape harness on his chest, filled with the capsules.

"Sero, are they okay?!" Icy Hot asked, getting up and almost knocking over his tea.

"Yeah, but hold on," Sero murmured, taking off the harness. "Be careful. If you damage the capsules, bad shit happens,"

"Who's who?" I asked, looking at multiple different colored capsules.

A cream colored one sat at the top of the pile, but I saw a few glimpses of other colors, like purple, pink, red and blue.

"Don't figure them out by color. They don't correlate in any way," Sero sighed. "Look, I'm going to the bathrooms to shower. Fill me in if anything happens. Hell, if you figure out who's who, you guys can take a few people,"

"Thank you so much, Sero," Icy Hot muttered.

"Of course man, they're my friends too, they'd do the same for me," Sero said, patting Icy Hot's back before leaving.

I looked at all of the capsules, picking up the cream one.

It was soft, and extremely smooth, a glossy sheen to it. It's like it was sanded and covered in some sort of glossy shit.