TᕼE ᗰOᑎᔕTEᖇ IᑎᔕIᗪE [1]

a panicking rescue

MURDER, AND A LOT OF THE SAME WARNINGS AS LAST CHAPTER ARE IN THIS ONE. DONT READ IF ANY OF THIS IS TRIGGERING

i didn't know how long my sperm donor had tortured me by keeping those headphones on. he stopped the noise after however long it had been, but kept the headphones on, allowing me to watch the broadcast where aizawa, the principal, and vlad king were all being held accountable for what happened in the woods.

bakugo was preoccupied with the villains trying to get him to appeal to their beliefs, but i knew that he wouldn't. despite his shitty ass personality, he's determined to be a hero.

i have no doubt that he'll be one someday.

we need to get out of here

'way to state the obvious, genius. where were you, i didn't hear you at all'

shut up. i wasn't able to talk to you before because i'm thinking it was the quirk repressing thingies. we just gotta wait for the right time to get the three of us out

'got a plan?'

not yet, but something will come to me soon enough. patience, young padawan

'i can't believe you just called me a padawan you jerk'

i can't believe you can't think of a better insult, princess

'bitch'

i look over to see one of the weird villains removing bakugo's restraints and i raise an eyebrow slightly at him, but he gives me a barely noticeable shrug.

as the hand fetish guy approaches the explosive boy, he's shocked when bakugo springs into action, using his quirk, and reaching out to me. he rips the headphones off, destroying them by smashing them with his foot, and i try to keep myself standing so as to not keep him from being able to fight.

"i listened quietly to your endless talking... idiots can't get to the point, so they're always talking for a long time. basically. you mean 'we wanna harass people, so please join us,' right? don't bother. i want to win like all might. no matter what anyone says, that will never change!" he exclaims with a sadistic, malicious grin on his face. he's definitely ready to fight these assholes.

'can you do anything?'

no, i fucking can't, dammit. i'm able to talk to you again, but that's it. the quirk repressing shit won't let me do anything, so someone has to get this shit off if we wanna be of any use

as if hearing the silent conversation in my head, bakugo looks back at me briefly, using his quirk to somehow destroy my bindings, and i sigh in relief.

"thanks," i murmur to him, only earning a huff in return.

the sperm donor had left to retrieve something a short while back, so hopefully, we wouldn't have to deal with him just yet.

as my classmate prepares to fight, i tensely look around for a way to get out of here, ignoring the conversation about his usefulness. everyone in the room is tense, not knowing what to do exactly, with hand fetish guy telling the others not to harm us.

bakugo grabs my arm and pulls me behind him, but i shake my head at him and prepare myself to fight just in case. i've spent too long being a cowardly little bitch.

as the dude that kidnapped us originally started walking towards us, we both tense up even further, but pause when a voice and knocking comes from behind us.

"hello, this is pizza-la, camino store."

the wall bursts in, a familiar voice shouting, "smash!" as everyone in the room is in shock and flies back from the hole in the wall.