Ever Since The Camping Incident, Bakugo Had Been Feeling Confused, Bewildered, A Little Angry, Confuzzled,

zuku stood in front of Gran Torino's dilapidated old “base” with his things pack and really to go. He was almost sad to leave. Gran Torino was a good teacher, maybe better than All Might was.

“Hey, old man, thanks for everything,” Izuku said sincerely. Gran Torino just looked confused.

“I had nothing to do with what happened to you, you know. I didn’t do that much” Gran Torino grumbled.

“I know, but if you hadn't said all that you did, and the sparring... I don’t think I would have lasted very long. It was because of you, that I was able to face the hero killer.” Izuku said truthfully. He couldn’t let himself lie to this man. he trusted the old coot, maybe a little too much, because Gran smacked his leg with his walking stick.

“Ow!”

The scent of cinnamon and almond frosting wafted through the air along with a few leaves. Adrien did his best to ignore the way his heart skipped at the way she smiled at her old sketches and tried to focus on something else.

After 45 minutes on the bullet train, Izuku found himself nearing the address of Gran Torino.

“Gotta be one awesome...” he said to himself as he walked up. The building looked ready to fall apart at the slightest breeze. The welcome sign that hung over the door was hanging by a thread and about to fall at any moment. The building was surrounded by black and yellow warning stripes. All in all, it was a very shabby place.

“...guy...”

Izuku opened the front door and peeked his head in.

“Hey, I have come from U.A. high school! Is there a gran Torino in here? It’s Midoriya!” Izuku called out. Then he looked down and saw an old man on the floor, red surround him and what looked like his guts, spilled on the floor.

“OH no! He's dead! They're gonna think I killed him!” Izuku cried out.

chapter eight! the last chapter! aghhhhhhh!!!!!

Marinette was sitting on her roof again waiting for something. The wind swept by and made her shiver. She was hooded in a blanket as she looked at the night sky. It wasn’t like she was waiting for chat noir to show up or anything, she told herself. No, she was just taking a break from all her sewing things. She had been working on a cloak, but her fingers would not respond to her commands and caused her to mess up serval times. That gave her a reasonable excuse to take a break and sit out here and let her thoughts wander.

Chapter five!!! Whoop whoop!

Marinette was usually the first people to get to her class. She was proud of her punctuation and how she was almost never late, unlike a certain blond boy who was almost late to every class.

When marinette walked into class she immediately glanced over to where Chloe was standing. The blonde brat was standing in front of Marinette’s own desk. When Chloe spotted her a frown spread across the drama queens face.

“Who would even like her” marinette heard her mutter darkly as she walked away and back to her own desk where Sabrina sat, finishing Chloe’s homework. Marinette now saw what she was angry about.

It seemed like an eternity, though it was only a minute while Midoriya processed what had been said, his mouth still hanging open.

“You think that All Might is my dad?” he asked, “and you’re gonna tell everyone that I’m his son?”

“Yes, and yes. Problem?”

“I don’t know where you get your information, but you are dead wrong. He's not my dad” Midoriya said with a nervous chuckle. Heat was surging up his face that had nothing to do with the fact the villains were all looking at him knowingly. It was just hot in here, that’s all.

“You can't lie to us.” Bad touch man smiled.

“I... but... you... HE’S NOT MY DAD!!!” Izuku snapped.

“I can't believe that we won,” Bakugo said as he looked at Iida and Uraraka.

“I can, we work well together. Poor Kirishima. He had two very uncooperative people on his team. It was no surprise we beat them.” Uraraka said.

“Yes, it was their lack of teamwork the caused them to fail. If they had worked together, then we would have undoubtedly lost.” Iida said.

“We should do something to celebrate.” Bakugo found himself suggesting. He almost clapped a hand over his mouth. He looked at the ground, not wanting to see their faces when they told him no. If he was lucky, they would be nice and try to think up reasons why they couldn’t. Uraraka and Iida made eye contact and they smiled at him. Unknown to anyone. Uraraka and Iida had made an agreement to help get Bakugo out of his shell.

“Yeah, that sounds like fun.” Uraraka said.

“We could go to the library to study!” Iida said. Bakugo and Uraraka stopped and looked at him weirdly.

“If we want to excel at the things we have been doing then we must study more!” Iida explained, chopping at the air.

“Okay then, let's go study,” Bakugo said.

Chapter two of my first fanfiction.

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Bakugo nervously walked towards his classroom for the very first time. With any luck, Izuku wouldn’t be in his class, and they would never see each other again. It was a shame that he never had good luck. He peeked his head in cautiously and surveyed the room, cringing when he saw a familiar mop of green hair.

Izuku was sitting with his feet on top of his desk and was getting reprimanded by a stiff-looking boy with blue-ish hair and glasses.

“You are disrespecting school property,” the bespectacled boy said, chopping his arm in the air as if to make a point. Izuku was looking at him with a frown. Bakugo sighed. If he tried hard enough, then he could sneak to a seat before Izuku noticed his presence. he would get a few moments of peace until the teacher did roll call.

I heard you like bad girls. Well I’m bad

At everything