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UA, After the Battle with Shiggy
Just as Izuku and the rest of Class 2-A exited past UA’s gates, the ground began to shake as if an earthquake was passing through the area, before a massive object emerged from the ground, clouding up the area with dust.
When the dust settled away, the class was met with the sight of… a pen-like driller that was shaped like a massive boner.
But before they could question just what in the hell this thing was, a platform suddenly came out of the top of the weird vehicle, with a cloaked figure standing on top of it.
Little did they know just who it was…
“BEHOLD!” the figure shouted out, holding a microphone close to him and extending out one of his arms, “The Under-Boner! I am beneath all of you, but nothing is beneath me!”
“Just who do you think you are, vile fiend?!” Tenya Iida shouted out, getting into a combat stance along with the rest of 2-A.
“I am finally revealing myself to the world, to declare war on peace and happiness!” the figure shouted once more, ignoring the blue-haired speedster’s question. “Starting with YOU, Midoriya Izuku!” he pointed toward the greenette of 2-A, “You have been far too complacent lately in being the Underdog! Therefore, you will be the first to go!”
“W-what?!” Izuku shouted out, before a beam shot towards him from the Under-Boner, just narrowly missing him and destroying the sidewalk beneath him.
“Since I have missed, allow me to reveal myself!” the figure shouted out yet again, before ripping off the cape, revealing himself to be… him .
“Behold! I, Kohei Horikoshi , have revealed myself to the outside world!”
Yes, this is now pure condensed Crãck. No, I’m not stopping snorting it.
LET’S GO PLUS MOTHERFUCKING ULTRA!
“Just who the hell do you think you are, shithead?!” Bakugou Katsuki barked out like the pomeranian he was, his hands cracking and popping with mini explosions.
“Ahahaha! Bakugou! My Yaoi pride and joy! You are much too perfect for this world! Punch Izuku!” Horikoshi shouted, before another beam similar from earlier hit the blonde, before he punched the greenette in his face.
“And as for the rest of you!” the man shouted towards the rest of 2-A, “The Under-Boner must have its day for sales!” he shouted, before the tip of the driller started to leak with a sparkling substance, before it formed into multiple humanoides of varying physiques and looks. “Introducing the Legion of Supervillains! Fresh from the United States and the old enemies of Star and Stripe!”
“N-now hang on, those people don’t even exist!”
“Well now they do! Sorry but you’re gonna deal with them for,” the man paused, turning around and pulling out a book, before turning back to face them, “45 chapters!”
“What the fuck is even going on?!” Denki shouted, feeling his brain turning into mush from the sheer bullshit this pen-wielding motherfucker was spewing.
“Okay, that’s enough !” Momo shouted out, ripping off her uniform revealing her own costume underneath. The others… mostly did the same, as they had expected anything to come and attack them during the PLF War.
That or they just really liked to wear them and trying to write anything that’s serious here is an exercise in futility. Probably the latter mostly.
And, since I have not the energy to write a proper fight, I hereby bestow Izuku with a chapter-ending power (which I will not elaborate on further) and thus skip to the end.
“Gah! You can’t do this to me! The fujoshis and fudanshis will have your heads! The Editors will have your heads!” Horikoshi spoke as Izuku stood over him, foot on his chest as he grabbed the pen from the obnoxious villain’s hands.
“Oh but you forget that we have one important thing that we all agree on,” the greenette said, adopting a smug, victorious grin.
“Pheh! And whatever would that be?!” the villain spat out, not believing in the hero-in-training’s words.
“ We don’t give a single fuck about canon. ”
And at that moment, the Villain let out a scream before he disappeared into dust just as dozens of portals opened up around them, a flurry of people emerging from them.
One of them broke away from the rest, looking like the very definition of a Neckbeard, before pointing at the class. “WE WILL GET OUR FANFICTION OUT WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT! KEYBOARD WARRIORS, ASSEMBLE!!” and like a tsunami, the assembled people charged like an impending wave at the students.
“Class 2-A, attack!” Izuku shouted, leaping towards the leader and pulling back his arm to ready a punch at the presumed leader of the attackers.
The End