Once the two first year classes were on their journey to the lodge by trekking through the woods, Aizawa, Bonnie, and I all took that time to relax. Bonnie was the other homeroom teacher. Her quirk was the manifestation of a revolver that could fire any sort of bullet that she could generate from her own hands. It could vary from a lethal poison tipped bullet to something that would just make a welt. The weapon itself can vary in caliber, though the shape of the gun will always be a revolver.
She chose her hero name from the couple, Bonnie and Clyde. She figured that it was fitting since she's quite a gunslinger. Though she sounds like she'd be ruthless, she's actually one of the sweetest people you could ever meet...that is until you get on her bad side. She also sometimes has Mic do homeroom for her when she's out on hero work that is usually out of the city and in the countryside. She's almost as busy as me when I was still the number one hero.
Anyways, the time spent relaxing was short lived. Aizawa asked, "What else did you have to discuss?"
I sighed at my loss of peace and quiet before I said, "I have a gut feeling that something else is going to happen now that I found that one mysterious guy on top of the bus."
"Should we call off the trip before we get to the location?"
I thought about it before I shook my head, "No." I paused, "As long as we keep at least one hero to a group of students and keep them all close together, it should be fine. Don't you agree?"
I could tell that he was fighting with the idea. "I suppose, but I just don't want a repeat of things. Everything seems like it's back to normal and it'd be a huge pain if it were to change again."
"I know, but as long as we make sure that we don't lose students like what happened to Bakugo, we should be okay."
He just shook his head, "And here I thought that you didn't want to do this trip anymore."
"Oh, I don't, but I just don't want the students to miss out on things such as this." I briefly explained.
He continued to shake his head as he looked out the window to his right and said, "Go fill in Bonnie so she has a heads up."
I nodded my head once, "Sure." then stood up and walked to the back of the bus since she saw back there, making sure that the kids were behaving. I took a seat next to her once I made it to the back. She smiled, which I too reciprocated the smile as I began to explain, "Sorry to bother you, but as you probably saw, there was an unwanted passenger on top of the bus."
She cut me off somewhat by asking, "How did you know that he was up there?"
"I could sense someone who I do not know."
"Wow, you have such useful quirks. Everyday I understand more and more on why you became a hero at such a young age." she praised.
"Thanks." I said quickly with a smile, "Anyways, I now have a gut feeling that something else is going to happen while we're out on this trip. So be on your toes and keep a sharp eye out for anything that seems odd, alright."
She kept her smile up and said in a kind tone, matching her aura, "Sure thing, thank you for letting me know."
I stood up as I said, "No problem." then added, "You know, you can sit up in the front since the bus is pretty much empty."
She declined, "No, thanks. I like sitting back here."
"Alright then, talk to you later." I said as I began to walk away.
When I got back to my seat, I noticed that Aizawa was already asleep, so I too took that time to take a nap. After an hour or so passed, we finally made it to the lodge. The three of us teachers put our stuff in our rooms before we waited around there until we knew that the students should start to trickle out of the woods. As we waited there in the hot summer heat, Bonnie went into the lodge while I tried to stake it out the longest I could with sitting with Aizawa.
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FanfictionShe grew up and matured, though she still reverts back to her old ways. Things are starting to look up for her, but for how long? Will she find the peace within herself and end the battle? Being the number one hero took its toll, but at what cost? S...