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Izuku flexed his fingers, allowing One for All to flow through his arms. Aizawa had brought the entirety of class 1-A to the U.A. training hall. For the most part, the students had been training amongst themselves, Uraraka and Momo were training their quirks while Bakugou insistently egged on Todoroki for a match. Izuku himself had taken to a punching bag and was striking it with some basic strikes enhanced by his Full Cowling. It was when Bakugou and Todoroki had finally stepped into the ring that Aizawa returned.
“Attention, as of yesterday members of class 1-B were selected to be exchange students with a hero academy from the U.S.A, the plane escorting them should be arriving any moment, Izuku, Todoroki, Bakugou and Iida, you will accompany the principal to retrieve them.”
“FUCK THAT! I’M NOT BEING SOME AMBASSADOR FOR MORE EXTRAS!” Bakugou screamed at the top of his lungs, Aizawa shooting him a glare.
“You will accompany the principal, Katsuki Bakugou. Now.” Much to everyone’s surprise, Bakugou actually shut his mouth. As the four chosen followed Aizawa out they were quickly loaded into a school bus with the principal. Halfway through the ride Midoriya raised a hand to question their principal. Nezu looked to his student with a smile.
“We aren’t in school Izuku, you can just question me.” Midoriya laughed nervously.
“Sorry Mr. Principal, it’s just…why are the students from the US hero academy coming here exactly?” Nezu looked down fondly.
“Well, the school is run by an old friend of mine, and she thought it would be best if their best students could rub shoulders with the best of our own school.” While Midoriya took slight pride in being called one of the best students of The U.A., he blushed out of embarrassment nonetheless. The bus eventually came to a halt just outside of the airport. Nezu and the students stepped off as the old hero pulled out a pocket watch.
“They should be coming right about…”
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN I CAN’T GET MYSELF A HOTEL ROOM?!”
“WHY WOULD YOU EVEN WANT ONE?! WE’RE GETTING A CO-ED ROOM ANYWAY!” The students; with the exception of Bakugou who had been detained by Aizawa in the back of the bus; looked on in shock.
“Wow, never thought I’d hear someone louder than Kacchan.” Midoriya wondered aloud. The screaming grew louder until the front doors of the airport slid open. The first to step out was a girl with fiery red hair that looked to be made of flames and bronze colored skin. She looked at the group with what seemed like a permanent look of disapproval before turning and continuing her argument with the person behind her. A boy of similar height and skin color stepped out from behind her, they were nearly identical if not for their hair and eye color. While the girl’s eyes were emerald green, the boy’s were a piercing shade of blue, and his hair was as white as ice. The two continued to argue on whether or not the girl could and or should get a separate hotel room.
“Man will you guys give it a rest? You’ve been arguing like this since we got on the plane last night.” Two more teens had walked through the doors, a boy with fair skin and short black hair. He wore black jeans and a white hoodie with it’s sleeves pushed up to his elbows. A girl with pink waist length hair hung onto his arm as they walked out. Her clothing consisted of blue jeans with a white overshirt, unlike the others who wore shoes, she wore a pair of open toed sandals.
“Seriously guys, you’ve been going at each other like this for waaaay too long.” She said in a tired voice, clearly from the lack of sleep.
“I think it really says a lot about people when you can hear them yelling through SUPPOSEDLY sound proof headphones.” Through the doors came another teen, 5’11 in height, lightly tan skin, slightly curled black hair and cerulean blue eyes. Around his neck he had a necklace with a small lightning bolt being attached to the end of it. “That’s the last time I waste 10 dollars on any pair of headphones…”
Behind them emerged two more teens, Midoriya could see that one of the teens was clearly female, but she looked transparent, in fact she was. Her body seemingly consisted of a dark blue jelly or slime, she wore black skinny jeans and a grey hoodie with a pink and white shirt. The other was a boy of Kacchan’s height, his hair was black and had a small scar over his left eye which Midoriya noticed was a different color than his right, a deep red to the other deep blue. The jelly girl spoke.
“Come on Alexander, it wouldn’t be a normal day without hearing them argue and you know it.”
“I wish they would keep quiet for a day, it's annoying.” The boy spoke, in almost instant both the boy and girl whirled towards him, saying in unison...
“WHAT’S THAT SUPPOSED MEAN?!” Nezu cleared his throat. As the students turned, a grown man with a full beard and his hair in a ponytail emerged behind them, followed by yet another of the students.
“Ahem, these are the transfer students of class 1A from the american hero association.” Nezu bowed. “It is an honor to meet you.” The students with the exception of the girl with red hair bowed as well. Their teacher rose.
“It's nice to finally meet you Nezu, I’m Johnathan Aldice. The teacher of class 1A from USHA. We’re glad we could join this program.” The man gave a comfortable smile as he and his students rose from their positions.
“Well if you would be so kind as to join us we would love to take you back to the school and show you the places where you will be staying and the classrooms as well.”
As each student loaded into the bus, the girl with red hair turned and asked the principal.
“Who’s the dweeb tied up in the back?”
Bakugou’s screams of rage went muffled.