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Midoriya was elected the class representative with four votes. Bakugou was dubbed his vice representative, of all things, with three votes. The only other person who received more than one vote was the girl that criticised them the day prior who had two.
By simply looking at the results of the other candidates, it was easy to determine who voted for them. It was made even more apparent when after the elections, Kirishima, Sero, and Ashido congratulated a sobbing Midoriya while Uraraka and Iida had gotten a begrudging nod from Bakugou.
The two rivals were representatives for all of half a day when the the entire school succumbed to chaos after the security alarms started blaring.
"We need to get them to evacuate in an orderly fashion!" Iida exclaimed, before getting shoved aside by a business student that knocked the glasses off of his face.
"It's not our fault that they're dumb," Bakugou huffed as he trudged, apathetic to the fretting wave of teenagers.
"Yeah, but it's part of being a hero," Uraraka frowned, clinging to his arm to avoid being swept away by the stampede, "Saving dumb citizens from themselves."
The blond scowled at them for a moment as Iida reoriented himself, before letting out a cross between a groan and a sigh. He raised his hands to the ceiling, pulling up an impressed looking Uraraka with them, and clapped his hands as he emitted a small explosion. Thankfully, the loud sound was enough to nab the attention of the crowd of idiots.
"Listen up, extras!" Bakugou stated flatly, "If we really are under attack, the villains will undoubtedly be able to hear your damn yelling, so shut the hell up! Now calmly move your asses to the emergency exit without stomping all over each other, or I'll kill you!"
The panic began to subside as the blond's authoritative presence seemed to alleviate some of the tension. It also turned out that the security alarms had been set off by journalists, of all things.
After the whole fiasco, Midoriya approached a still fuming Bakugou.
"Kacchan?" The shorter boy had his arms in the air in surrender, like he was trying not to frighten a rabid animal, "I just wanted to say that what you did back there was pretty cool."
"Duh," Bakugou rolled his eyes as he pointedly looked away from his childhood friend, "I'm awesome."
"Yeah, you are," the green haired boy had a soft, almost wistful, smile, "Anyway, you're clearly more fit to lead the class, and I talked to Aizawa-sensei and he said we could switch positions—"
"Hah?" The taller boy swivelled to glare at him, "I don't need the pity of a Deku like you! When are you gonna stop looking down on me?"
"It's not pity!" The freckled boy whined in indignation, "I've never looked down on you, Kacchan! "
"Then stop doing stuff like this, Deku," the blond stared daggers into his skull, "Your stupid friends voted for you for some reason. So start acting like you earned it."
"But I didn't," great, here came the waterworks, "What if I don't deserve it, Kacchan?"
That seemed like a loaded question for classroom politics.
"Then work hard until you become someone who does," Bakugou shrugged.
Midoriya made an aborted motion to hug him, to which his rival flipped him off and called it a day.
By the time they had their first field trip for a rescue simulation in USJ, the two had settled into their respective roles quite nicely. Bakugou did his best to bite his tongue whenever Midoriya was being even more stupid than usual, and Midoriya did his best to not aggravate Bakugou any more than he normally did. They still couldn't be trusted to be in the same room without adult supervision at the risk of destruction of property, but they made good leaders for their class.
However, the class representatives' orientation session did not cover how to handle villain invasions. At least Thirteen seemed nice.
Midoriya recoiled in horror as he watched an army of villains enter the facility through what were apparently portals. He eyed the mist-covered figure standing before them, deducing that he was probably responsible for their instantaneous transportation. He'd need to be taken down immediately, else the villains have a nearly untraceable escape method.
Unfortunately, Aizawa was busying himself with the whole villains-trying-to-kill-All-Might nonsense.
It was like he felt somebody pushing him forward. He heard a voice in the back of his mind that sounded suspiciously like Kirishima telling him to take action. He surged ahead, activating his quirk, hoping the blow would be enough to knock him out cold. From his peripheral vision, he saw one of his classmates rush forward, too, hands outstretched and sparks radiating from him.
However, instead of colliding with solid mass like he was expecting, he felt like he was enveloped by something gaseous. It was almost like he was in a cloud. And then suddenly, he was in a run-down building with the classmate from earlier.
And also a room full of villains.
He really should've known better than to listen to Kirishima of all people.
A gross part of Bakugou felt empathetic with Midoriya as the other boy rushed forward. His own instincts were screaming at him to do the same, after all. However, it felt as if though he was being pulled back. It was like he could hear a little voice in his head that sounded distinctly like Iida telling him that he should wait first.
Sadly the vindicated-sounding voice had no advice for when he was still inevitably teleported into the middle of a lake.
Bakugou was a decent swimmer. However, ever since his encounter with the sludge villain, he tended to stray away from large bodies of water. It wasn't that he was scared, because Bakugou wasn't afraid of anything, damnit. But the thought of being encased in the liquid was suffocating. He could practically feel himself drowning in the slime as strangers watched his suffering helplessly.
It was not a pleasant experience.
So, he could not be fully blamed for freaking out a little when he felt something unfamiliar snake around his waist and yank him towards the surface. He blinked away the wetness in his eyes and saw the frog girl and ball head from his class paddling to the boat in the middle of the lake area.
He tried his best to keep his head above water as he made his way to them, a task made difficult by the fact that his grenade bracers were the worst floatation devices in the world. Still, he managed to drag himself up the side of the small ship. He eyed the area, and was met with another troop of villains.
"Why aren't they attacking?" The midget asked fearfully once they ducked into one of the ship's rooms.
"They're scoping us out," Bakugou clenched and unclenched his hands, "They don't know our quirks, so they're waiting for us to make the first move."
"That makes sense," frog girl nodded, "Otherwise, I doubt they would've sent me here, since I specialise in aquatic locations, kero."
"You're the one that's half frog and you have sticky detachable balls, right?" The blond hummed to himself.
"Yes, I'm Asui Tsuyu, but you can call me Tsu, kero," frog girl croaked.
"And I'm—" ball head opened his mouth, only to shut it tight after receiving a deadly glare from the blond.
"I don't care who you are," Bakugou stared at him like he was trying to explode him with his mind, "You're the one who tried to look up Round Face's skirt last week. Consider yourself lucky that Four Eyes kept me from murdering you and was able to convince her to just tell Aizawa-sensei about what happened."
"That was you guys?" The deviant pouted, "Not cool, Bakugou!"
"His perversion aside, kero," Asui interjected, although her stoic demeanour was broken as she grinned at him, "Will your explosions be able to work here, Bakuchan?"
"What the hell did you just call me?" He snarled.
"Ochako and Midoriya always call you Kacchan, so I thought it would be fitting, kero," the corner of her lip twitched, as if she was trying not to laugh.
"They both have a death wish," the blond seethed, "Anyway, the water won't do a damn thing to my explosions since they're made with nitroglycerin. But the chemicals come from my sweat, so it'll be a bit harder to produce them if I'm underwater."
Technically, he could just as easily use the nitroglycerin already stored in his grenade bracers, but he was saving those for the inevitable boss battle. It was definitely not because he was anxious of sinking straight to the bottom.
"So we need to take them out fast, kero," Asui hummed. He was thankful that she seemed to be maintaining a level head.
Bakugou eyed the villains were growing more antsy and impatient. The good news was that they were small fries. They could all probably be taken out in one hit. However, they were spread out and surrounding them. He would waste his sweat and stamina picking them off one by one. If only there was a way to get them all in one place. Red eyes shifted to ball head, and he face-palmed.
"I have a plan."
Later, purple spheres rained down amongst the villains. They gave the orbs calculated looks, as if trying to discern whether or not they were dangerous. Bakugou used the distraction to have Asui coil her tongue around him once more and toss him into the air. Upon his descent, the blond shoved one palm towards the water as Asui grabbed the pervert and swung themselves to the shore.
Bakugou ignited all of the sweat he had on that palm, letting loose a powerful explosion that blew a crater into the liquid surface. The recoil was enough to propel him upwards again. The receding water then collided with itself, and the villains found themselves uncomfortably attached to one another by the balls' adhesive.
With the villains all clustered together, Bakugou fell once more, and thrusted out his other palm, igniting all of the sweat in that one, too. A moment later, the villains were out cold, and Bakugou was left stranded in the remnants of the boat.
Asui's tongue then snared around his waist again, and he was flung to the shore with the other two.
"I could've swam here, Frogger," Bakugou snapped.
"Yes, but this way it's more convenient for all of us," she deadpanned. Admittedly, he liked how blunt and straightforward she was. "We still have to go back to our friends, kero."
"You can go if you want," he sneered, "I'm going after the asshole who thinks he can kill All Might."
"Don't be an idiot!" The deviant protested, "They're gonna murder you!"
"I'd like to see them try," Bakugou smirked, before stomping off to where their homeroom teacher was last seen fighting his own squad of villains.
Behind him, he could hear Asui and ball head trail after him.
The hoard of villains nearly trampled Midoriya. There was one guy with a chameleon quirk who almost shanked him from behind. He couldn't even use One For All since he would be out of commission soon after, and there was no way he could attack them all at once.
His partner wasn't particularly helpful, either.
"My quirk doesn't do well in crowds, so I'll leave it to you!" He announced way too cheerfully.
"Kaminari!" The freckled boy yelped as he vaulted over his classmate and slammed into the villain sneaking up from behind him.
"Damn, that reaction time was impeccable," Kaminari whistled, before cocking his head, "Wait, how do you know my name?"
Midoriya blinked up at him for a moment, forgetting the hoard of villains attacking them.
"We've been classmates for almost a month," the freckled boy furrowed his eyebrows, "You're Kaminari Denki and your quirk is Electrification. D-Do you not know who I am?"
"I'm not good with remembering names," the blond pouted, "Or faces. Or—"
"I...I'm your class representative," Midoriya whined.
"Oh!" Kaminari perked up, "You're Deku, right? I remember hearing the vice rep call you that and thought it was an awesome name."
"Huh?" The other boy scrunched his face up, deep in thought as he rolled away from a villain striking at him with sharp talons.
"You know, it means something like 'You can do it'!" the blond smiled as he dodged another villain tackling him. Even the villains paused to give him weird looks.
"That's 'Dekiru'," Midoriya sighed, shaking his head as he blocked a kick aimed at his chest, "We need to get out of here."
"I'm with you, bro, but we're sorta surrounded right now," Kaminari punched another villain, letting loose a small shockwave to stun them.
Green eyes darted down to the unstable ground. A brief glance out the window made him estimate that they were on the second floor. He could practically hear his homeroom teacher groaning at him already.
"Kaminari," Midoriya eyed the blond carefully, "On my signal, jump as high as you can. When you land, use your quirk. Got it?"
"Uh-um...kinda?" Kaminari bit his lip, "But how—"
"Now!" Midoriya screeched, activating One For All and flicking a blast downwards. Kaminari leaped into the air with a shrill shriek as the concrete crumbled under the pressure, and the villains all fell to the floor below, while the recoil of his attack sent him to the ceiling.
Luckily, Kaminari was able to land somewhat safely and, before Midoriya descended within range, fully activated his quirk, electrocuting the entire squadron and incapacitating them in one hit. The freckled boy then tried to land with a crouch to buffer the impact, but just fell flat on his butt.
"Good job, Kaminari," Midoriya praised as he rose, only to see his peer strolling around aimlessly in a circle. When the blond finally turned to him, he offered him a thumbs up, a drooly expression on his face.
"Come on," the green haired boy grabbed his wrist, tugging the other boy along. He'd surely get along with the others just fine.
Before Bakugou could spring into action after witnessing his homeroom teacher have his damn elbow get destroyed, Asui's tongue managed to wrap itself around him. The blond was tempted to just rip out the appendage, but she made him swivel around to face her. He glared at her, but she stared back easily.
"If that's what he can do to an experienced pro hero, kero, what do you think he's going to do to you?" Asui croaked.
Bakugou huffed, before wriggling out of his bindings. However, when they looked back, they saw the underground hero being pinned down by the strange muscular creature. The beast that the guy with decorative hands said could supposedly kill All Might.
Suddenly, the warp guy appeared, uttering something to the handy man, to which he acknowledged by scratching his neck like a dog who recently got his shots.
"Did they say they were going to retreat?" The midget became teary eyed, hopping up to hug Asui. The girl looked uncomfortable at the embrace, and even more so when his hands drifted somewhere they didn't belong. Bakugou narrowed his eyes at him, flicking him away like the pest he was.
Asui nudged his shoulder in thanks, but they couldn't celebrate for long as the handy man began eyeing them hungrily. He lunged for Asui, dry fingers reaching out to decay her like he did with Aizawa's arm. Bakugou shoved her aside and felt his rough fingertips touch his face in her stead, like they were caressing him. He met the man's dead stare with his own glare. After what felt like an eternity had passed, the man with seriously chapped lips let out a humourless laugh. He turned around to face Aizawa, red eyes narrowed at him.
"You really are cool—" before he could finish that sentence, Bakugou raised his own calloused hands and produced an explosion, effectively cutting him off. However, when the smoke cleared, he was suddenly face-to-face with the All-Might-killing monster.
Bakugou aimed one palm towards the alleged All-Might-killer and the other towards the handy man. Both of them grinned at him patronisingly, but before he could hurl his own insults, a loud crashing sound was emitted from the USJ entrance. Oh, All Might was here. And so was Midoriya and the blond dunce, it would seem. Ah, his partner from the first hero exercise made an appearance, too. Ew.
Yeah, the villains were dead.