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Izuku had woken up to see that the world had gotten bigger. And so had everyone else in it. Or had he just gotten smaller?

Finally taking a look at himself to see if he was in fact smaller, Izuku was met with four little toe beans and a paw-pad in place of his normal, very human, hands.

His fur, black with a tint of green at the edges, was just as soft (maybe more so) as his hair.

Instead of being scared like most 4 year olds would be, Izuku was just curious about this, and decided he would leave the house and wander the outside world as a cat for a little, figuring he’d discover new things about his alleged quirk along the way.

Mom wasn’t home anyways, so it’s not like he could tell her he turned into a cat.

Something new Izuku learned was that he could now talk to cats. He even joined a secret cat gang where they were constantly sparring with the pigeons for the alleyway right near UA Highschool and coming up with conspiracies about the humans who roamed the streets.

He also learned what Ham was. Some lady, probably in her late 60’s, had offered him a bite after assuming he was a stray. Izuku figured it stood for Heavenly Arose Meat, because it was hands down the best thing ever. Even better than Katsudon.

After a good hour or two of walking, Izuku soon found himself stranded in the middle of nowhere, with no way to turn back into a human or get home.

It was then Izuku learned he’d need to fend for himself if he wanted to survive.

While trying to find a new home, Izuku stumbled upon a very loud person who would feed him turkey. Obviously not allowed to kidnap Izuku (thankfully) he resorted to the next best thing. Bribing the cat to stay with food.

They’d grown fond of eachother over time, the blonde even giving him head rubs now and then.

Although Izuku would’ve been happy living his life as a stray, he knew he still wanted to be a hero.

And to be a hero, he needed two things. Strength, and education.

For now, however, Izuku was four. All he did all day was come up with rip-off All Might hero names. When he was older, he’d be able to find a way.

Even after 3 years, the strength part was still more manageable. The education part was going to be harder.

After all, who would teach a cat?

Turkey man would. Well, not directly, but Turkey man had an old iPod he recently threw out. If Izuku could find it, he could possibly hook up to some educational podcasts.

Now that his plan was settled, Izuku just had to find the iPod.

After minutes of digging through countless miles of trash, Izuku found the dirty and gross, but very much working, iPod, and hid it by the door.

His next plan of action? Coax turkey man to clean him off.

As much as he hated water, Izuku hated unknown juices more. So as soon as Turkey man picked him up to bathe him, Izuku put up no fight.

The problems would soon prove worse than a bath whenever turkey man never let Izuku back outside. Or the iPod inside.

What if Turkey man knew what Izuku was up to, and was testing him?

In that case, game on, turkey boy.

Game on.

Turkey boy always dressed up in a strange outfit early in the morning and left the house, and never came back until later at night.

Izuku assumed he was a hero (so cool!) and would plan to run for it when he left and wait until late at night for the hero to return and let him back inside (with the iPod.)

His first attempt wasn’t so successful, and Turkey boy caught him red handed. Shoved him back inside and then locked the door behind him.

After many more tries with the same results, Izuku learned he was only making it harder by making the man more cautious.

His new plan was as follows:

Turkey boy leaves the house with Izuku inside. Then, Izuku pushes a stool over from the kitchen to the front door. This would help with endurance training.

Next, Izuku would jump on top of the stool and turn the door knob. After exiting the house, he would retrieve the iPod, shut the door, and return the stool before anyone knew anything was wrong.

This was also how he would enter and exit whenever he needed to.

Izuku’s plan followed suite, and he was able to get the iPod and find a podcast to listen to under Turkey boy’s bed.

Since cats had better hearing than humans, he could have it unreasonably low and still be able to hear.

As for the strength, he could fight the rats who entered the house with his 3 years of experience in his cat gang.

This would be enough to get by.

He would become a hero.

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Izuku wasn’t one for violence, but whenever he heard the pigeons had threatened his cat gang family, he’d had enough.

Fortunately enough for him, he’d managed to kidnap a baby pigeon and threaten harm to it if they didn’t do as he said. It didn’t make him a villain if
he wasn’t caught- and the world of animals was lawless, so free rein.

Plus, it wasn’t like he was actually going to hurt the baby, maybe pluck a hair or two out, but nothing serious.

“I need you to go to that building over there, yeah? See what they’re planning for that entrance exam of theirs and report back to me.”

“Y-yes catzuku.”

The pigeons saluted before hastily flapping towards UA. This way, if Izuku knew what they were planning for the entrance exam, he could prepare himself.

For now, he’d wait. He’d wait until the pigeons came back and then he’d wait for the entrance exam to come. 3 days. Wow.

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One day later the pigeons came back with the news.

“They were talking about robots? Not sure what those are, but there’s gonna be loads of ‘em.”

“Thank you, pigeon slaves. Here is your child.”

Izuku got a few dirty stares from the hummingbird nest right in the backyard’s tree, but he didn’t mind. He got the information he needed, and now he could begin getting serious.

Robots, huh. Izuku hasn’t ever fought one, let alone even touched one, but that wasn’t going to stop him. If there were buildings he could climb, he could jump on top of the robots from the roof and chew their wires out.

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As Izuku thought of a way to dismember robot necks, a strand of hair blew through the open window and into his face, and without hands to pry the hair off of himself, Izuku’s only choice was to swallow. It would come back out in a hairball, right? Yeah.

Only, Izuku wishes he hadn’t swallowed that strangely saturated yellow strand of hair. For that strand of hair would be the root cause of all his problems.

At first, it was subtle. Izuku felt much stronger than normal, even if he wasn’t actually any stronger. He just, you know, felt powerful. Like an even greater god among cats. Hell, even a god among mankind.

Then, his hair started to stand on edge. Whenever he got into fights with the rats in the vents, teal lightning bolts would fully surround him. That was also whenever his bones started to hurt, just a bit.

It was the final straw when he was practicing his catate (karate but for cats) and his kick accidentally smashed the tree right text to him.

Izuku snuck out a lot to practice his moves, and not once had his kicks ever done this before.

“I think I ate something drugged.”

Izuku complained to his squirrel best friend about things all the time, but this was new.

“You what..?”

“I didn’t mean to!” Izuku paused.

“I just, I was minding my own business when a concerningly yellow piece of hair flew into my mouth. My claws can’t dig it out, so I had no choice but to swallow! But now, lightning follows me around everywhere and suddenly my kicks can break down walls.”

The squirell stood there, frozen. He stood there for multiple seconds before, as unawkwardly as possible, responded.

“I-I’m sure it was nothing.. hair can’t be drugged, right? Maybe you didn’t get enough rest. You haven’t been taking your cat naps recently, anyways.”

Izuku decidedly listened to his best friend, but as he lied awake, his thoughts went on a field trip.

What if I accidentally had Trigger?!

What if I’m hallucinating?

What if I’m just crazy?

What if… What if it’s a strength enhancing quirk? It was a crazy idea, but maybe. That’d explain the damage to the tree earlier that day.

Even if it was, He’d only have a day to get a hold of it before the entrance exams. It’d be a risk, but it was one Izuku was just about ready to take.

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One for all, it’s been leaving him much faster today. It was a steady rate, but then one day to visit where he’d be teaching as All Might and bam, he’s more limited now.

Great. All Might’s even more crippled. There wasn’t even a reason for the sudden erasure of his quirk, it just got significantly weaker in the span of a few hours. Exactly like if he were to give it to someone…

But who? Who could’ve eaten his hair while he was intending to give it to them? No one, surely. Unless, he was thinking about giving it to someone worthy, maybe that someone accidentally ate his hair and inherited the powers.

In that case, he has no reason to panic. None at all..

(Keep lying to yourself, All Might. You have every reason imaginable to panic.)

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Night fell and morning came, excitement sweeping over the 13 year old cat. He might be an adult in cat years, but still a child for people standards.

Today was the day he could test his new powers, and tomorrow was the entrance exam.

Izuku started off by copying his kick from last night, before soon introducing the lightning into the mix.

This worked. If he used the lightning while kicking, it was strong. He could use this to defeat the robots. Especially because the teal lightning is supposedly electric and could possibly break the robots.

He then decided to dedicate the rest of the day to napping, because Turkey boy was soon to come home soon any minute.

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“I’m a god”

Is what Izuku thought as he was making his way towards UA. This was in fact disproved as many people stared at him entering UA, some even going as far as to pick him up and put him outside.

“Disgraceful!! Disgusting!! I’ll be ruling the world soon, and you WONT be spared!”

Izuku spat at everyone as he entered UA for the 6th time. Despite his efforts, Izuku’s threats came out in a series of meows and hisses.

“Aww, look at the kitty!”

“Isn’t he just the cutest?”

“I wonder if it’s a stray?”

He had to get there fast. If he didn’t he wouldn’t be able to take the exam.

Sprinting past the oddly smelling soon-to-be high schoolers wasn’t a difficult feat, but actually getting handed the written exam was going to be a problem.

Izuku was seated next to a rather uncomfortable boy, he had glasses and cool blue hair.

As that boy slowly, turned to meet Izuku, he found out he wasn’t just hallucinating and there was in fact a cat sitting right next to him.

Izuku just let out an awkward meow and then started to groom his behinds. If the boy knew of any mannerisms, he’d stop staring.

He decided to take a quck cat nap, before being rudely interrupted by OH MY GOD IS THAT TURKEY BOY?!

Izuku sat up ready to pounce on Turkey boy for some turkey (he wasn’t fed this morning) before glasses boy picked him up and gave him some head pats.

Hey, he wasn’t complaining, maybe if this boy made it in too he’d be Izuku’s personal head massage slave. Might even replace Turkey boy.

Whenever the tests started getting handed out, Izuku wrangled himself free from the grip and sat in his chair readily awaiting his test.

The person handing it out looked quite alarmed.

“Excuse me, young man? Do you know if this cat going to be taking the test?”

Before anyone could say anything, Izuku had snatched a paper from him and struggled to pull the ink out of his backpack.

“You! Glasses man! I demand you open this for me.”

When Tenya was met with meows and mews, followed by slamming on the very small ink container, he soon got the hint that he should open it.

Izuku was done in 25 minutes and had to ask glasses boy for help again. Maybe they could be friends.

He put his paw on the name, then on himself, and then on Glasses man’s pencil.

Oh. He wanted Tenya to write his name.

To nobody’s surprise, he wrote “Whitish greenish cat” as his name. Izuku would have to thank him later for being “so descriptive.” Curse Glasses boy.

Now, however, it was time for the real test. And Izuku was going to win the entire thing.

This was, however going to be harder than he thought. Because the robots were at least 100x his size, and taller than the buildings.

That’s okay don’t freak out.. what can I do?

Izuku then spotted floating rocks and decided to jump on them, maybe they’d float him up to the robots?

He then jumped on flying students.

And then to the robots.

From there he used his super awesome new probably illegal 2nd quirk to bust down the robots.

Izuku repeated this process until seeing a girl crushed under rubble, and about to be killed from the 0-pointer.

She was the floaty girl, he concluded, and without a second thought he propelled himself up and smashed the robot into pieces.

He then landed gracefully on all 4 feet, unharmed, because he had 9 lives. Or was it 8 now?

Before he knew it, the exam was over, and his results would be coming into the mail.

Izuku had addressed it to Turkey boy’s home, and stalked the mailbox until it came. After all, he couldn’t have Turkey man knowing the cat he unintentionally kidnapped was going to UA.

Exactly 1 week later of little sleep and constantly bugging Turkey boy, (Could you believe it?! Turkey boy worked at UA!!!) the letter came.

Izuku opened it quickly- not one for surprises. The letter read:

“To the “Whitish Greenish cat” who somehow understands kanji and decided to enroll at UA, it has come to my attention that you’ve got the smarts and power to actually become a hero.

Therefore, you’ve been accepted into class 1-A! In this envelope I’ve provided a special tie for you to show you’re a student attending UA. I dearly hope we can meet someday, and I look forward to whatever comes next.

- Am I a Dog, a Mouse, a bear? Nope, I’m UA’s principal!”

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Animal quirks have always fascinated Nedzu, because he was an animal with a quirk. He wondered if it were possible for an animal to turn human, since some humans can turn into animals.

And so, whenever met with another alleged animal with a quirk, Nedzu just had to accept it. The cat had done surprisingly well, too, ranking 6th place. Not bad.

That cat had earned it’s place in class 1-A, and quite frankly might’ve been coming for Nedzu’s spot as the principal of UA. The bastard.

Nonetheless, he would enjoy seeing how not only Aizawa reacted to this strange development, but the rest of the hero class too.

Oh how Nedzu wished he could meet this strange, nameless cat. Alas, he was a mouse, possum, thingy.

Maybe in another life the two could meet, enjoy tea together, and spy on UA students from the safety of his office. They could even become best friends.

For now, Nedzu would daydream from afar of the day he’d meet his new best friend.

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“Oh, hey! You’e the magic cat who saved me from the 0-Pointer the other day! Thanks a lot, kitty.”

All Ochako got in return was a head rub and then the cat left her for UA. Huh. She wondered if he was in a class.

Izuku was, matter of fact, in a class. Her class.

“Oh, you’re in class 1-A?”

“Meow.”

Entering the classroom, Izuku’s eyes fell upon two very loud figures. They both seemed familiar- oh! It was glasses boy! Who was he talking to though..

Oh. My. God.

“Kacchan!” Izuku meowed, pushing past the feet who stood between him and his childhood best friend.

“HAH?!”

Kacchan yelled as an oddly colored cat wearing a mini tie jumped on to him before settling in his lap, purring,

“WHY THE FUCK IS A CAT HERE?! WHO’S IS THIS!!? ILL BLAST YOU ALL THE WAY TO HELL!”

Oddly enough, Izuku never remembered Kacchan being so aggressive.. but explosions were surfacing on his palms, so it had to be him.

Izuku put a paw over his childhood best friends mouth, before strutting over to desk 15. Right behind Kacchan!

Utterly confused, Katsuki struggled to process what the hell just happened. Not like he could, anyways, because the homeroom teacher came in moments later.

I’m your homeroom teacher for this year. Mr. Aizawa.

Glancing over his students, Aizawa’s eyes fell upon one particular feline.

He let out a grumble before turning to the rest of his class.

“There’s a cat,”

Class 1-A nodded.

“In my classroom.”

Aizawa sighed.

“And it’s training to become a hero.”

A small mew could be heard coming from the windows, a meow as to say:

“Yeah, what about it?”

The two made eye contact before the very disinterested Izuku started licking his paws.

Aizawa swore Nedzu was going to pay for this.

Deciding to ignore the literal cat sitting in one of the chairs, He faced his class once more.

“Today, we’ll be assessing your quirks. Change into your Gym clothes and get outside.”

“But what about the entrance ceremony?”

“Did I stutter?”

As class 1-A made its way to the locker rooms to change, Izuku found a cat door installed at the bottom of the door, along with a mini locker just for him.

Inside it was multitudes of cat clothing items, including a gym uniform shirt. How did anyone expect him to put this on?

He tried escaping to the outside, before glasses man slipped the gym uniform onto Izuku.

“It is my duty, as a member of class 1-A, to help out those in need! That includes you, errr, cat?”

After getting changed, small groups of 2 or 3, alongside groups of 1, made their way outside to where their homeroom teacher was waiting.

“Alright, here’s the deal. We’ll be doing a series of different things to test your strength as well as your abilities.”

From within the huddle of teenagers, you could hear excited voices hyping this event up.

“Oh, I almost forgot. The student with the lowest score gets expelled.”

Crap. As a cat, Izuku was at some disadvantages when it came to what humans could do. However, he could also do things humans couldn’t.

That being said, he was in a school full of humans, so the tests would favor his classmates.

No one said he couldn’t use them to his advantage, though.

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The first test was throwing a ball. Simple as it was, Izuku was a cat. Cats can’t throw balls.

What they could do, was roll them. Only, Izuku wondered if that was allowed. Oh well, it’s not like he’d get expelled for not being able to throw something.

Plus, that rock looking kid just got away with making pigeons carry it for him.

Hang on a second, those were Izuku’s pigeons!!

“You pigeon slave stealing son of a-“

Met with the face of a very horrified classmate and a confused class, Izuku froze, realizing the kid could probably understand everything he was saying.

There goes his plans to manipulate his classmates into bending to his every kittenly whim.

Although, now, he could communicate with them. Better yet, he could blackmail them.

This was going to be fun.

But before Izuku could rule over class 1-A, he had to not be expelled. After all, a tyrant couldn’t take over a kingdom without first becoming apart of the kingdom.

And so, all Izuku needed was the ball, a little bit of help from his probably-illegal-but-super-awesome-quirk, and he’d be on the road to victory.

Steadying himself, he called upon the green lightning bolts and, as hard as he could, pushed the ball.

705.3 meters.

He’d beaten Kacchan. It was only a .1 meter difference, but it meant Izuku’s quirk wasn’t lame. Kacchan’s quirk wasn’t massively better, either.

Now, it’s onto grip strength. This put Izuku at another huge disadvantage.

Aizawa wondered how he’d overcome this problem. If this cat really did want to become a hero, it’d know what to do.

Izuku tried everything, pushing, pulling, laying on top of it, but nothing worked. Even if he wanted to use his jaws, the tool was too big to fit.

That was, until he saw the two of his classmates. Particularly, the two who could help.

Walking over to whom he correctly guessed could talk to animals, Izuku spoke.

“Koda, Right? Sorry about earlier, but I need a favor.”

Koda, startled by the cat approaching him, let out a little yelp before looking behind himself.

“Oh uhm, hey there friend! It’s okay. What do you need?”

“You know the girl over there whos, only god knows why, shirt is unbuttoned? I believe her quirk lets her create stuff.”

“Yeah, I know her.. we spoke briefly when entering the school.”

“Could you ask her if she could make me a grip strength thing that could fit in my mouth?”

“Oh, um. I guess I could.. I’m just not great around people. It sucks they didn’t provide you with something actually usable though.”

With that, Rock man Koda reluctantly walked over to Lude girl Momo and after a brief exchange he had something similar to what he had beforehand, but smaller.

“Thanks so much, Koda! Tell Momo I give her my thanks too!”

Izuku said before heading back over to test it out.

56.0k. Not bad, for a cat jaw.

It was then Aizawa learned this cat wasn’t sent from Nedzu to make his life miserable, but was dead set on becoming a hero.

The rest of this test was going to be interesting. Aizawa could tell.

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The standing long jump was Izuku’s kind of jam, landing third only to the french kid and Kacchan.

The 50 meter dash was going to be an entirely different problem.

It was true he could outrun the regular human, but these were humans with quirks. That could make them fast.

Izuku was sure he was going to cut it close if he didn’t catch up, since his quirk(s?) wouldn’t be able to help him now.

If he remembered correctly..:

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“Get to the end of the finish line in the fastest time possible. Use any means necessary.”

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And like that, Izuku had a plan.

He was in a group with glasses boy, Kacchan, and that creepily perverted short grape dude. (gosh, he really needs to learn their names.)

Using them to his advantage, in theory he could..

3..2..1..

It was over as soon as it started.

Izuku had jumped onto the boy with the car engine quirk, glasses boy, and had tied in 1st with him.

Sneaking Mr. Aizawa a cheeky glance, Izuku hopped off of the now very confused classmate and readied himself for the next test.

Throughout the rest of the exam Izuku had managed to make a rival out of grape boy, monkey man, and that weird french kid.

Though he would soon learn their names through the results, Izuku didn’t know if he wanted to. It was fun coming up with these nicknames.

1st - Yaoyorozu
2nd - Todoroki
3rd - Iida
4th - Bakugo
5th - Tokoyami
6th - Shouji
7th - Cat
8th - Ojiro
9th - Kirishima
10th - Ashido
11th - Ochako
12th - Kouda
13th - Sato
14th - Asui
15th - Aoyama
16th - Sero
17th - Kaminari
18th - Jirou
19th - Hagakure
20th - Mineta

Hisses and meows could be heard from “cat” at the scoreboard.

By now, the rest of the class had caught on that Kouda could talk to animals, so some asked him to ask “cat” what was wrong.

The problem was that Kouda was very soft spoken. Because of this, he didn’t enjoy becoming Izuku’s spokesman.

“He doesn’t want to be called “cat” anymore, Mr. Aiza-“

“OOOOOH!! THIS’LL BE FUN!!- Don’t worry, we’ll find you a name back in the classroom.”

The pink girl- Ashido- Interruped Koda, scooped him up, and carried him back to the classroom.

With that, the entire class forgot about the expulsion and skipped off with their new best friend.

Except for Mineta. He was expelled. Bastard deserved it.

“So, since I have a cat at home, I’ll be leading the vote in giving him a name.”

Ashido, no, Mina had taken over the classroom at the end of the day for them to come up with a name for him.

Kouda had apparently been too shy to ask Izuku for his name, or this was payback for cussing him out earlier.

Either way, Izuku was now held in the front of the class, being bribed there with the BEST cuddles yet.

“Let’s start with name suggestions. Any ideas?”

Hands raised and Izuku felt secondhand embarrassment for them. They couldn’t have thought of just asking him for his name?

“Tokoyami!”

“Spiralling abyss.”

“Too edgy!”

“Ojiro!”

“Mittens.”

That motherfucker.

“Kaminari!”

“Mr. Tibbles!!”

“That’s your cats name!! I need some originality over here, people.”

Izuku’s class had narrowed it down to a few named before Uraraka came up with the perfect one.

“Err, how about Midori? You know, cause his fur is greenish?”

“PERFECTTTT OMG #GIRLBOSS!!”

Izuku, not being cultured off of Tiktok his entire life, had no clue what “hashtag girlboss” was or meant.

And I guess he’d never know.

The proclaimed Midori purred at the familiarity of the name, (Midori, Midoriya) so the class stuck with it.

It didn’t take long for the class to start “worshipping” Izuku.

Within the first two weeks they had forced Momo to create a tall cat bed stool for him to sit on during class so he could see, and they all fought over who could sit with him during lunch.

Izuku chose to sit with Kacchan most of the time, but his childhood best friend didn’t recognise him, and so he was kicked out and left to sit with Uraraka.

“Heyy, Bakugo, Man, I saw that Midori has been taking a liking to you! Only god knows why, but then why do you shut him out?”

Apparently Izuku was now a god, because he knew why.

“Shut the hell up, shitty hair. That fucking extra sheds like there’s no end. His hair would get in my food and ruin it.”

Denki joined in.

“So, you are a cat person?”

“HAH?? NEVER FUCKING SAID I WAS, DUNCE FACE! I’LL BLAST YOU ALL THE WAY TO HELL!!”

Kacchan had definitely gotten more aggressive.

It was proved further at the Battle training the next day.

“Listen up!! Here’s the deal. The villains will be hiding a Nuclear weapon in the hideout, and the heroes have to go and take care of it!”

All Might (OH MY GOD IT WAS ALL MIGHT!!) paused.

“The heroes have a limited amount of time to either capture the villains or secure the weapon. The villains must either capture the heroes or protect the weapon until time is up.”

“Oh, and, your battle partners will be decided by drawing lots!”

This was going to be a long day.

Well, at least he was paired up with Uraraka.

Only problem.. they were against Kacchan. Kacchan was amazing!!

“Okay Midori! Let’s use the yes/no system to work out a plan, alright? 1 tap for yes, 2 taps for no.”

1 Tap.

“I think since you being a cat makes you less noticeable, you should sneak around to find where the grenade is at. Once you’ve found it, come find me and jump however many stories it is.”

2 Taps.

“Oh? What do you think we should do then.”

Izuku meowed calling for Koda’s help. He didn’t like to do this to Koda, the poor boy was shy, but he needed to work this out.

“Er, he says he thinks you should float him around the windows with your quirk, and once he finds it he can smash the window in and get the grenade. No one would expect a flying cat.”

“That’s a great idea, Midori!!”

As soon as they were given the go ahead, Uraraka floated Izuku and he quickly found Iida monologuing his villainy plans.

He felt bad for the soul, especially because it would be over as soon as he smashed the window.

Summoning what Izuku now dubbed “Super Hair Meth”, he busted through the window and quickly grabbed hold of the grenade, with Uraraka behind him for backup.

It was then All Might realised he should have freaked out. After all, his powers had most likely gone to a cat.

The cat in question being the all seeing, all knowing, all powerful Midori.

Midori gave him chills worse than Gran Torino, for he had met the cat once before. He saw him in a hostage situation, only Midori was the kidnapper, a poor baby pigeon the kidnapee.

Never recovered from that day. Ever. And now that this power hungry, feral, scary cat had gotten THE All Might’s powers, Toshi was convinced the world was going to end soon.

“Please, may whatever god out there save us all from Midori.”

Well, jokes on you All Might, Midori is god.

“Alright, we’ve been in session for about 3 weeks now and have gotten to know each other well. It’s time you choose a class president to represent and lead your class as a whole.”

“Yay, normal school stuff!”

“Additionally, you’ll all be giving speeches.”

The mood went down drastically, before Iida stood up to the board and gave his long, boring speech.

Izuku could’ve sworn an entire day had gone by, before finally it was his turn.

He jumped up onto the stand, looked the class directly in the eyes, and meowed.

1-A roared and cheered at the statement, Denki tearing up at the eyes.

Even Izuku’s sworn enemies were moved by his emotional speech, clapping every second that followed.

And the votes were in.

Midori - 17
Momo - 1
Bakugo - 1

Bakugo was ruled out because it was a self vote, and with that out of the way Midori was the new class president, with Momo as his vice.

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Today, Izuku’s hero costume finally came.

Since the hero costume companies never made anything for a cat, they took more time than usual to make it.

It wasn’t anything special, since it had to help Izuku, not immobilise him.

He had gone with the design he and Kacchan had made together when they were kids.

Except, you know, catified.

It was a simple green harness, the shade of his human hair, with black outlines. He also had their duo-symbol on the back the shape of a circle.

It was two hands interlocking pinkies. One hand green, one orange.

After slipping the harness onto his cat-like body, (with the help of Iida, of course) Izuku made his way on to the bus with the rest of his classmates.

“You know, Midori, I’ve always assumed you were a cat with an intelligence quirk. But you also have a strength enhancing quirk, kind of like All Mights. Ribbit.”

Tsu looked over at Izuku.

Everyone else was waiting in anticipation for answers. The only answer he could give them, however, was a meow.

A very surprised meow, at that. He’d never considered the possibility that All Might did drugs or took steroids.

Or maybe All Might ate strangely saturated hair, too.

Upsettingly, Izuku’s theories were cut short because they arrived at the USJ not long after.

Getting off the bus, Izuku noticed Kacchan sending glares his way. He probably recognised the hero costume. Maybe he even recognised Izuku.

As it turns out, Izuku noticed a lot more things today, because as soon as they entered the USJ he noticed purple fog through the ceiling.

He also noticed said fog spitting villains out of it.

Izuku thought they were doing rescue training today?

“Thirteen! Begin evacuation- and try calling the school!”

Mr. Aizawa got ready to fight.

“One of these villains must be jamming the intruder sensors. There’s a good chance one of their electric-types is causing interference.”

Calling Kaminari to fix the alarm, Aizawa raced to the villains, ready to fight them all by himself.

Izuku braced to head into battle, too, before being swallowed by that very same purple fog.

Not long after, he was spat out of the mist finding himself inside the Flood Zone.

Water.

What a day to be a cat.

“Midori.”

Izuku felt a wet rope- a tongue? Wrap around him before being thrown onto a ship.

“You there, Midori?”

Meow.

“Thats good, ribbit. We’re surrounded by villains- we’re going to need a plan if we want to escape.”

Izuku knew just what could scare these villains. Something that could keep them up at night for years to come.

He held his left paw up, signalling Tsu to stay in place, and then looked down on the villains menacingly.

Raising his right paw, Izuku called upon “Super hair meth” to aid him, and with the push of a paw he sent the villains, along with all the water in the flood zone, flying.

Watch out, villains. Izuku Midoriya wasn’t going to go down without a fight.

Making his way off the sinking ship and over to where the fight was happening, Izuku found Aizawa fighting some giant leathery-looking bird.

“Nomu!! Ki-ACHOO!”

The man behind him sneezed, snot dripping from his nose. His eyes were puffy too, and his lips were chapped.

“Kill h-ACHOO”

The man looked around frustrated before his eyes fell upon Midori.

Izuku swore he could hear him muttering about “damn cats”.

So much for being stealthy.

Izuku dashed away, but he could still hear the crusty man speak.

“Nomu, kill that cat!”

Within an instant, the bird thingy (nomu?) was speeding towards him.

Oh no you don’t.

Izuku called upon “Super Hair Meth” for the second time that day, and dashed towards the Nomu.

Slamming into the Nomu, Izuku was able to push it up through the roof and back again.

The Nomu resembled a bouncy ball.

Up and down.

Up and down.

Until it turned into:

Down and pass out.

Nomu dared to attack Izuku, now he had to pay the price.

With a now pummeled bird monster and All Might on his way, the villains retreated through Kurogiri’s portal pushing and shoving their way through.

Izuku, caught in the middle of the mess, ran straight through the portal and into the villain’s hideout.

Oops.

Chapter Text

Stepping into a bar full of villains wasn’t something Izuku expected, and it definitely wasn’t something he wanted, but it was the unfortunate reality of the situation.

Upon entry, Izuku had been picked up by a girl, no older than 17, and swaddled like a baby.

“Uwahh, he’s just so cute!” He heard the girl coo. “Bet he’d be even cuter covered in blood!”

“Toga, you cant cover everything you see in blood. Plus, look at the poor thing.”

“You’re the worst, Dabi.”

Izuku, wanting to keep bloodshed to a minimum thank you very much, put on his best puppy dog eyes (oh the irony) and reached out for the man who had stood up for him.

Leaping onto Dabi’s lap by the couch, Izuku analysed the situation. He could act like their dumb lap cat and escape if they ever open the door, or he could show these villains who’s boss, and hope he gets kicked out.

He wanted to go with the latter, but Izuku seriously doubted he could best the same organisation who’d quite nearly ended his teacher’s life.

And so, that’s how Izuku Midoriya became the League of Villain’s precious little kitty cat.

Almost.

Just as they were discussing what to do with Izuku, a familiar raspy voice chimed in.

“I’m allergic to cats! How am I going to level up and beat the big boss if there’s a cat running around my base!”

The villain stared Izuku directly in the eyes as he whined, you could already see his eyes tearing up and his nose getting redder.

No one else seemed to notice, and those who did just didn’t care.

So much for being their leader.

Izuku shot the man a shit-eating grin before gracefully leaping off the couch and trotting over to him. After giving it some thought, (None at all, really. He was always right.) Izuku decided it was a good idea to take a crap on the annoying gamer villain’s shoes.

It’s not like anyone would want to hurt him, let alone kill him. He was just your friendly neighborhood cat, he didn’t know any better.

And if they did, he’d just blast them out of existence.

Speaking of, couldn’t he just use his quirk to escape? For now though, Izuku’d just sit back and enjoy the ride.

Squatting over the guy’s shoes, (he really had to learn his name, if they were going to live together now) Izuku let out his bowels and then immediately got kicked in the ass.

Worth it.

“What the hell?!” The blue-haired, crusty villain who’d he just pooped on screamed, kicking at Izuku.

He could hear a certain noirette snort, turning to the two. “I like this cat already.”

“Ooh, what should we name him?” Toga squealed. “It should be something cute, just like the kitty.”

“Bastard.” Dabi deadpanned, before addressing the victim of assault. “After all, he hurt our precious little Shigaraki.”

For having such a dangerous quirk, Shigaraki was surprisingly easy to tease. If Izuku wasn’t a cat, he’d probably give it a go, too. Maybe insult his homeless appearance.

Toga ignored Dabi, and continued fawning over Izuku.

“I know!! We should go to Pet smart- get him a bunch of toys, food, and a collar! Ohh, I’m so exciteddd!”

She then faced Izuku, baby talk slipping into her voice.

“I’ve always wanted a little kitty cat!”

And Izuku couldn’t help but wonder how he got himself in such a huge mess as he was strolled off to a mysterious pet store.