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It was 3 AM, Saturday. The previous week was filled with harsh training and torturous teachings. Everyone's tired and glad to just rest without worrying about the next day.
Class 1-A decided to celebrate by hosting a huge sleepover. With the courtesy of Yaoyorozu, everyone got their own sleeping bags. There was food and everything. They partied for a bit, playing party games (as if they were teenagers pshh), asking personal questions about peoples' love lives, so on. The night ended with a Disney marathon.
Katsuki sneered at the nerds and went ahead to sleep in his bag. It was black and orange, going perfectly with his hero costume. He'll never admit he actually likes it.
After trying to drown out the nerds for 30 minutes, Katsuki finally got too tired and slept.
Finally.
Katsuki got rudely awoken at 3 AM, which he is not happy about. To be fair, he's never happy.
"What the fuck?" He mumbled, more to himself than whoever woke him up.
'Fuck your chicken strips! FUCK YOUR CHICKEN STRIPS!'
Now Katsuki is even more confused. Who the fuck is up at 3-fucking-O'clock, shouting about chicken strips? Whoever it was, they're gonna get an explosion to the face. He sat up and looked around, expecting one of his idiots to be up and chatting like the weird, no-respect-for-others-who-are-sleeping dicks they are.
To his surprise, the only thing he saw was a dimly lit phone. Katsuki got a sudden realization. 'Goddamn it. Don't tell me the other shitty characters have an alarm set to fucking chicken strips.'
'This bitch empty! Yeet!'
"What the actual fuck?" He said louder. He got out his very comfortable and soft sleeping bag to investigate the stupid phone. "Looks like Pikachu's phone. I'm gonna fucking explode his shitty fucking face."
He picked up the offending phone, which was still playing weird shit ('Boo!'-'Ah! Stop, I could've dropped my croissants!') to turn off the alarm. To his surprise-and anger-, it wasn't an alarm.
Rather it was a YouTube video, titled "Iconic Vines To Salt Your Melon Juices" (what the fuck??). That lead Katsuki to the conclusion that some dumb fuck got up at 3 AM just to play some weird shit, and now Katsuki is awake and he still don't know who's guilty.
He glared at the others, still in their sleeping bags. It was very dark-duh-, so Katsuki can't make out anyone who might be awake. His best bet would be to wake up Kaminari, but of course the phone was far from everyone, and of course it's too dark to see where Kaminari is. Of fucking course.
Katsuki glared at the phone, then back at the sleeping figures of everyone else. He looked back at the phone. And fucking threw that shit against the wall because how dare it wake him up after a hard week with no rest! To fucking chicken strips!
"Dude, what the fuck, that's my phone!"
Boom. Pikachu is up. Katsuki glared at Kaminari with all the rage he could muster at the moment-which is a lot.
"Do you wanna fucking die?" Katsuki said quietly, which is honestly more scary than when he's yelling.
Kaminari managed a very scared smile. "Bro! U-um, you see, it wasn't meant for you?" He tried to explain, sounding more like he's asking though. "We just wanted to prank everyone else!"
Katsuki nodded. "'We'," He repeated. "Who's we? Is it fucking Shitty Hair? Or Tape Face? Alien Bitch?"
"Hit or miss!" A new voice sang out.
Katsuki whipped his head, fast as lightning, to the offending sound. A guilty Sero smiled back.
"What the fuck are you shitty extras doing?" Katsuki growled. He's too tired for this shit. He wants to fucking sleep. What is this shit?
"I guess they never miss H U H-" Ashido sang next, from behind him. She got up and did a weird dance move, if he could call it that. Her knees are bent forward, one feet in front another with her legs spread apart. Her hands were curled into a fist to her sides. She wore the dumbest fucking expression Katsuki has ever seen.
"WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU ALL?" Katsuki screamed. He think he's crying a bit. Katsuki only wanted to sleep. What are these extras doing and why in the middle of the goddam night? "I JUST WANT TO SLEEP, WHAT THE FUCK!"
He don't care anymore that he woke the others up.
"Kacchan? Why're you screaming?" Fucking Deku asked in that stupidly annoying concerned voice.
"Ya got a boyfriend," Kirishima -oh fuck, Shitty Hair is into this thing also??- continued.
Katsuki let out a very manly, confused scream that successfully woke up the entire class. Now he's sure tears of defeat are running down his face. He doesn't care. He only wants his fucking rest, why is he being punished??
"What the fuck, bro?" Kirishima said softly when Katsuki finished his screaming fest.
"WHAT THE FUCK YOURSELF YOU SHITTY HAIRED IDIOT I JUST WANTED TO SLEEP THIS WAS A MISTAKE, YOU WERE A MISTAKE, I AM A MISTAKE, FUCK-"
"Shut up. No one cares. You woke us up."
Katsuki, to say the least, didn't get much sleep that night.
The next morning, the Bakusquad got an explosion to the face but it was all worth it.