Calming Time
Authors Note: I'm so, hekkin, precious, when I, ﾐ☆( *uωu人)+ﾟ..''-=Smile=-''..+(人uωu* )☆ﾐ, nah, i'm not. Anyways, hello again, pals, I am here with another troublesome chapter and low efforts because I am tired and have not had a good sleep since the late 1950's apparently. So anyways, I am trying to get this out before I lose the magic thing called .''-Motivation-''. But it is kinda difficult. I still have a lot of stuff to do, and I am becoming scatterbrained and averaging 6 hours of sleep per week. :'D
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The gang in training exit the area upon the requested prompting, and stop outside of the doors of the training grounds. They were greeted by the view of the teachers and fellow students in the distance. Nightmare mumbled something to herself under her breath, but she still seemed fairly satisfied with herself. Fresh and Epic both high-fived each other as well as Cross who was cheering.
Cross seemed to say something along the lines of 'I see no god up here, other than me-" though most of the people watching were not sure at this point. The next thing that happened was Epic pulling out a laser pointer. The laser pointer, upon the button being pressed, turned into something that seemed to resemble a glowstick, and a sword simultaneously.
"Ooh, a lightsaber! Ahem-" Epic closes her eyes, pulls her hood down further over her head, and coughs. "Cross, I am your father-"
Cross dramatically gasped, bringing her hands up to her face, indicating she was 'shook' or something along those lines. "It's not true-"
Nedzu claps his paws together before walking out to the student from behind the larger teachers who all stood in front of him. For the first time, the Sans au's had gotten a GOOD look at all of the people in this universe. How different they were, and how cool they looked. They certainly did not all look like average humans. It was enticing. Even during the sports festival, the original 6 that had ended up in this world had hardly noticed how unique everyone looked. Be it the crowd, or the contestants. They only really paid attention to their friend.
"Good job, girls. You all have amazing talent and interesting quirks. It seems that you guys are also related, in quite a few ways. From what I have heard from Sandra, you are all cousins, close friends and other things of the like. I can see the resemblance." The small rodent-canine teacher smiled, closing his eyes as he went to hand them each their footage of their fighting styles, and techniques. "I am sure you will need to reflect on just what you guys were doing during the exam. This might help all of you with planning out future combat styles and strategies."
Nightmare grabbed all of the small microchips for herself and the rest of the now-expanded gang. "Thank you sir. We look forward to receiving the results tonight. We are all thankful you let us participate on such short notice." She took the microchips, before handing each object to their destined owners.
"It is no problem, child. Now, it is almost time for the last class of the day. Quite the lot of you have already seen the classroom, save for the two of you that have dropped in today. Usually, I would not be so hastey, or even quick in giving someone that dropped out of a portal into our school an opportunity to be put so close to my students." the principal trailed off, looking back to the girls, who seemed to stiffen. "However, you are all akin to Sandra, in one way, or another. She clearly knows you, and she seems like a trustworthy girl. Just remember, anything you do will also reflect back to her. Extra incentive to stay out of trouble." The teacher winks at them before turning around. "I am sure you will not disappoint me, girls."
At the mention of everything they do reflecting back to Sandra, some of them stiffened. They knew they would never do anything stupid on purpose in an intention to hurt her, or her growing reputation in a world she had finally found modest happiness in. Heck, she had been missing for at least 4 years before they even found her. She deserved the ability to have a stable life that can't be ruined by players passing through the games.
Nightmare nodded in agreement, even if the principal could not see her. "We understand."
Dust looks over to Classic who grins and waves at them in glee for their amazing performance and impressive scores. They would have been in the top students for sure, if they had been here at the beginning of the year. To imagine, the beginning of the year had barely even started. They were still under a month into school.
"Alright. We are all going to be heading to the new classroom planned for my teachings and lectures. That is, if all of you get accepted into the course, that is." Aizawa lets his dark eyes meet the eyes of all the girls. He was fairly sure that having extra students was not going to kill him. However, he was worried about his tolerance levels. The two new girls that had popped in seemed a lot like Mina and Denki. Very social, active, somewhat hyper, and even questioning.
It was obvious he was a teacher with very little tolerance for people goofing off. He did believe in kids having fun, and they were all still kids. However, there was a time for practice, and there was a time for play. Being here at the school was NOT one of the few times of the latter. If he didn't believe in kids being kids and having fun, he probably would not let his students talk to each other at all.
Besides, talking to each other was a good way to grow good communicative skills for missions, especially when you are a pro-hero and you need help, wherever you may be. Any kind of communicative skills are helpful, especially in those sudden situations.
Fresh and Epic kept quiet, something that was a bit hard for them to do, but not impossible.
The teacher makes his way back to the doors of the school, all of the students follow behind him soon after. Mina and a few of the other students got closer to the newer faces, and complimented them on how cool they were. How amazing their quirks and abilities were.
Yaoyorozu remained close to Cross, and complimented her work, before noticing that the other's hair was down again. She stares at it, not saying anything before going to look away a bit. Cross noticed, though, and sighed, smiling a bit before she nodded her head, in a way that basically motioned the 'go ahead'. Momo cheered, before going to smooth out the others hair, slowly braiding it as they walked, following the teacher still.
Epic watched in interest, smiling a bit. After a little bit of braiding, the girl of inanimate creation pulls more hair back, twisting it lightly, and forming a flower in the top of the braid. Epic felt her eyes sparkle a bit, she was sure. "Yoo, dat is so cool bruh! How'd ya do dat?" She asked the dark haired girl in immense interest.
"The flower?" She asked the purple clad girl, looking to her briefly.
"Uh... yeah. Dat too. I was talking about making Crossy's hair look like dis, bruh." Epic smiled, before picking up the larger part of the braid in interest. She seemed amused by it, really. "It looks cool, but I dun' think my hair is long enough for dat." Epic then went to pull on her hair, feeling that it was quite short indeed.
"Oh, have you never gotten braids before?" Momo asked the other before she thought back for a moment. "Hmm, maybe if your hair grows out a little more, I can braid your hair too!"
"Sounds like a plan, bruh!" Epic gave a thumbs up before grinning. Walking over to Fresh, she slapped the other over the back, before chuckling. "Guess who, bruh!"
Fresh, caught off-guard by the sudden pressure on her back tips forward and half-tripped. After a moment of recomposing herself, she took in a breath, and looked over her shoulder at Epic. "Ya' better have a radical reason ta' of done that. If ya' didn', ya' better start runnin'" Fresh looks over to Epic, the word 'DOOM' spelled out over her glasses.
"Yooooho, calm down bruh, chill? Good? Good. Great." Epic waves around her arms in a sign of mock peace before laughing and looking away. "Uh... want a peace offering?" Pulling out a piece of paper, she pulls a sticker with a flower on it from the sheet. Within seconds, the sticker turns into a real flower. Everyone was confused with Epic's quirk, really, it seemed to be the most random one they had encountered so far.
After showing his students to the possible new classroom, the man lets them all sit in the class. They write a two paragraph essay based on the training they had seen, just to test out their observation skills and inference abilities. After that was said and done, the bell rings, and the students are all excused to go home. They were going to have a long day tomorrow. According to some students talking in the hallways, and Aizawa right before they left, the hero-course students were all going to be taking some internships.
Aizawa hands at least 4 letters to Sandra from people who were interested in interning with her, and went to walk out the door.
"What about my .. family? What is going to happen with them while I am gone? They are not used to this area yet, I don't want them to be overwhelmed or anything else like that."
"You are just like Parent, Sandra." The teacher mentioned loosely, though somewhere inside of himself, he did chuckle. "They will be fine, because we both already know that all of your friends succeeded. However, what shame or harm is there in the element of surprise? Your cousins might as well enjoy the full experience of getting accepted and feeling accomplished." The dark haired man stated. "They will be going with you. I already phoned all of the possible intern outlets. They will be willing to take all of you on for the internship."
Sandra nodded to him, making sure to keep her lips buttoned about the others getting accepted. She hoped they were excited when they found out later tonight.
Thanking him, she walks out to the hallway where all of the others stood talking for a few minutes before they had to go to their respective vehicles or transportations to get home. Sandra and the AU Sanses could stay close by if they wanted to, seeing as they could just walk, or better teleport, to get to her house.
"Alright guys, let's get going!" The called out to them. They all maintain small chatter, walking to the door together.
"Is anyone else a bit nervous for some reason?" Dust asked the others before looking to the side.
"Of course we are, goofball." Nightmare chuckled, still looking forward. "All we need to do is wait."
// To be Continued.//