Y/n: Work Bitch

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You continuously banged your head on your desk. Aizawa had not yet arrived, yet all of the students were there.

"Uh, Y/n?" Yaoyorozu called over, concerned. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, just trying to kill myself here."
The door slid open and Aizawa walked in.

"Good morning," he greeted.

"GOOD MORNING!!"
When he got to the front desk, he noticed you.

"Y/n... do you need to see Recovery Girl?"
You popped your head up right before it crashed onto the desk again.

"No, why would you ask?"

"Your head's bleeding."

"..."

Smooooooch~

You grumbled, a bandage wrapped around your head.

"Can't even kill yourself in peace anymore, how ridiculous..."
Yaoyorozu just gave you a nervous smile.

"About the hero work studies that are like a more serious version of the internships," Aizawa spoke, "Where you go to where pro heroes work and help them... we talked about them at our faculty meeting yesterday, and almost all the teachers, including the principal, thought you shouldn't do them."

"..."

"WHAAAAAAT?!?!?!"

"EAT MY ENTIRE ASSHOLE, LIKE HELL WE'RE NOT DOING THEM!!!!!"

"After we had that big meeting about it?" Kirishima whined.

"But thinking about why we ended up in the dorms, I guess that makes sense..." Denki said, playing with Ojiro's tail. Bakugo slammed his hands on the desk and stood, body trembling.

"SERVES YOU RIGHT!!!!!!"

"OH SHUT IT YOU FAILURE!!!!!"
Bakugo turned with multiple irk marks on his head, sparks flying from his hands.

"TRY ME BITCH!!!!!!"

"COME AT ME I'LL FUCK YOU LIKE A CACTUS!!!!!"

"But," Aizawa interrupted, "Some think we won't be able to raise strong heroes with our current policies, so we came to the decision that first years will only be allowed to go to agencies with a good track record of accepting work study students."

"DAMMIT!!!!!!!" Bakugo blew up. You sighed and leaned back in your seat.

'Geez... I don't even know where to start...'

~
At the end of class, you were on your phone, looking up some well-known agencies. You found one, which seemed pretty good. There were plenty of known heroes that worked there.

'Maybe I'll go there... hm?' If you looked closely, you could see a small link written in the fine-print of the website.

TOTALLY RELIABLE AND WHOLESOME CULT
Looking for powerful quirks? Ask for Nada-san, and you've got yourself a deal!

You squinted your eyes at the text.

'Sounds sketch as fuck.' You thought.

'... okay let's do it.'

~
That night, you were helping Iida wash the dishes while everyone else was doing their own thing.

"Y/N-SAN!!! WHY AREN'T THE DISHES IN ALPHABETICAL ORDER!?!?!??!"

"WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT EVEN MEAN!?!?!?"

"IT MEANS PUT THE DISHES IN ALPHABETICAL ORDER!!!!!"

"HOW THE FUCK DO YOU WANT ME TO PUT THE DISHES IN ALPHABETICAL ORDER?!?!?!?!"

"ORGANIZE THEM BY WHAT MATERIAL THEY ARE MADE OUT OF!!!!!"

"I DONT KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!!!!!"

"JUST DO IT!!!!"

"I DONT FUCKING KNOW HOW!!!!!"

Your screaming could definitely be heard throughout the entire dorm.

"KIRISHIMA'S CHINA PLATE IS MADE OF PORCELAIN WHICH IS MADE OF CLAY!!!"

"What the f—WE ALL CAN'T BE WALKING ENCYCLOPEDIAS LIKE YOU, YOU TWO-WHEEL-DRIVE HONDA SONATA!!!!"

The Next Morning~

"I JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU MEAN BY ALPHABETICAL ORDER."

"THE MATERIALS THAT MAKE UP THE PLATE ARE TO BE LISTED BY ORDER OF LETTER AND PLACED RESPECTFULLY SO IN THE CABINETS."

Denki and Mineta were brushing their teeth in the lounge with Kirishima and Tokoyami.

"There still arguing over this?" Kirishima asked, concerned.

"What are you going to do about it?" Mineta asked, "Iida is stiff and Y/n is looser than a vagi--"
Dark Shadow popped out and smacked the fanta grape soda in the face.

"YOU'RE A FUCKING PSYCHOPATH IF YOU ORGANIZE SHIT LIKE THAT!!!!!"

"IT'S NOT PSYCHOPATHIC, IT'S CALLED ORGANIZATION."

"IT'S CALLED BEING FUCKING CRAZY."

Everyone in the lounge sighed.

~
After your twelve-hour blow up with Iida, you left the dorm later that day because you wanted to check out the agency. It was modern and well known. A few popular heroes hailed from it.

'Except I'm here for the quirk-witch.'
You entered through the front doors and the receptionist looked up from the papers.

"Oh, welcome," she greeted, "How may I help you?"

"I'm here to see Naga-something."
She raised her brows at you.

"Nada-san?"

"Sure."
She stood and walked around the counter.

"Please, follow me," she instructed. You trailed behind her and she came to the corner of the room. She motioned for you to stand right in the corner of it.

"Okay, so what do I--AAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The floor under you disappeared and you slid down a slide. "WRONG LEEEVEERRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" You tumbled to the hard, concrete floor in a heap of body parts.

"Who's there?" A voice called out.

"... PAAS..."

"... paas? What does that mean?"

"... Piss Ass Ass... ecstasy."

"Ecstasy starts with an e."

"You don't know shit."
The woman sighed and walked up to you.

"I am Nada Hobo."

"... hobo?"

"It's my father's last name and he was a clown, you get the point." She huffed and clasped hers hands behind her back. "You are here for powerful quirks, are you not?"

"Well, I saw the ad hidden in the fine print," you explained, unknotting yourself like a piece of spaghetti come to life in your stomach while trying to find a way out from the dark abyss with the remains of his brethren tying him down.

"I see. What's your name?" Nada asked.

"Y/n L/n."

"Y/n... L/n?" She repeated, a flash of recognition flashing through her eyes.

"Uh, yeah, unless I was replaced with a government-made clone and my memories were wiped of my mission."
She stared at you for a moment before turning.

"Come."

"Woah, at least take me on a date first before giving me orders."
Nada let out another sigh as she walked away from you.

"You're the one she picked?" She murmured.

"What?"

"Nothing."
She led you to a dark door which she opened, revealing a pitch-black room behind.

"What the fuck..." You breathed, looking up and around you. There were twenty four colored orbs floating in the air.

"You possess the quirk zoanthropy, correct?" She walked to the middle of the room. "The ability to mimic and copy the attributes of animals." You nodded at her.

"That's right."
She smiled.

"Perfect. Then you're already half way there--"

"WWOOOOOOAHHHHH!!!!! LIVING ON A PRAYER!!!!"

"..."

"LEMON ON A PEARRRR!!!"

"..."

"Lizard in a chair!!!"

"..."

"Kitten on a stair..."

"..."

"... Gandalf at a fair..."

"..."

"... Lincoln on a bear...?"
Nada sighed and facepalmed herself.

"Anyways!!" She stretched her arms out, presenting the orbs like me presenting a power point to my family telling them why I'm a failure. "THESE! ARE! THE ZODIACS!!!!!!!"





Ja ne!

{Ruby Red}

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