Break a Leg ( MHA Momojirou theater AU)

Chapter 6

 Momo got what Jirou meant pretty quickly.

        "It cool if she joins us?" Jirou asked, sitting down in the open seat that was already there and dumping her backpack on the ground. The pins on it made a bunch of clicking and clanking noises. Her question was met with enthusiastic agreement. Momo awkwardly smiled and waved at them and sat down in the chair Jirou had pulled over. Jirou was to her right and a girl with short pink hair was on her left.

        Beside the girl with pink hair were two boys, one with bright red hair who had been rambling about something when they'd walked over and another with blonde hair who was quietly eating. Next to Jirou was a guy with dark hair.

        There was one familiar face, although it was currently completely engrossed in something on his phone. Jirou picked up a paper napkin, crumpled it up, and threw it at him. "Hey!" Kaminari called out after being hit in the head, "rude, I was- Oh hi Yaoyurozu, when'd you get here?" "She's been here the whole time dude," a guy with black hair said, "you seriously didn't notice?" "Really?" Kaminari said. Momo shook her head no, a bit too scared to speak. Well, not scared. Intimidated? Well intimidating doesn't really fit most of the group. Just, people, social interaction, heck.

        "She just got here," Jirou said, pulling her lunch out of her bag. Momo did the same. "Don't get all quiet cause she's here, go back to whatever you were doing," Jirou said, looking around at each of them, "you're creeping me out." The guy with the black hair shrugged, "If you insist. Kaminari, you go to the next day yet?" "Yeah," Kaminari said, handing him his phone. "You guys ready?" Sero asked. The girl with the pink hair bounced in her seat, "yeah, read it!"

        "Okay, hunger games, night 3. Denki tries to sing himself to sleep. Sonic and Princess Fiona hold hands. Berry B Benson and Glow Cloud (ALL HAIL) discuss the games and what might happen in the morning. Onion cries itself to sleep. Donkey decapitates Sero with a sword. Lightning Mcqueen receives a hatchet from an unknown sponsor. All Might sets an explosive off, killing YN and Endeavor." Sero looked up from the phone.

        "...Can I take that back?" Jirou asked, looking at her friends, concerned. "Nope," the girl with the pink hair said. "Rest in peace, Sero," Kaminari said, putting his hand on the guy with the black hair's shoulder. Okay, so that's Sero, Momo thought. She had no comment on whatever just happened. She felt like she was intruding on this group, third-wheeling a group of six. The seventh wheel. Like Leo Valdez. "Nooooo! Not the head!" he said holding his throat, as if his hands were enough to stop Donkey's blade.

        "Oh sh*t, wait," Jirou said suddenly, making Momo jump. "That's Mina Ashido," she said pointing at the girl with pink hair. She flashed a bright smile and said a bubbly, "hello! You can call me Mina" "That's Eijiro Kirishima," she said pointing at the guy with red hair. "Hey," he said, grinning at her. "That's Bakugou Katsuki," she said pointing at the blonde next to him. He didn't say anything, just looked at her. "You already know Denki Kaminari, and this is Hanta Sero," she said, gesturing to both of them in turn. "Okay," she said, "continue with your, whatever the hell you're doing."

        "Hunger games simulator," Sero said, "duh." "Shush," Jirou said, "aren't you dead?" "Oh yeah," he said, putting his head down on the table. "Avenge me, Kaminari," he said dramatically, sliding the phone across the table to him. Kaminari pushed a button, looked at the screen, then said, "Denki and Donkey form an alliance." Sero shot back up, looking offended, "traitor!'

        "How'd you get that cut?" a voice from next to her asked. Momo spun around. Mina was looking at her with a curious expression. She wore a gray hoodie with the logo for a dance studio on it and had a messenger bag propped up against her chair. The most noticeable thing about her though (besides the pink hair) were her eyes, which were such a dark shade of brown that you couldn't tell what was pupil and what was iris, it was just black.