Breaking the Fast
((Author’s Note: Well look who it is again, me. Trust me, it is not all that enlightening, but I am still here. LOL. Anyways, I am trying to figure out something to do, for another intermission chapter, but I think I should just jump into the internships. That way there is something truly interesting going on. As I pondered before, I will NOT be putting Sandra and the others anywhere near the Stain fight. That fight is pretty important to the arc in BNHA, and I do not want to completely taint it. Besides, even if Sandra is the main character in this story, she doesn’t need to be present in every single canonical event. Most of the time, when people do that, they want to make characters seem so much better than everyone else around them. Sandra is a great fighter, and her group would likely have an easy time beating most bad guys. Hence why I am holding them back from that event.))
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((Pre-Chapter Note: I made another couple characters for this chapter, as well as a non-canon location. I don’t want to use characters that I have had no exposure to at all for good development. (I was thinking of Gang Orca, but I still don’t know too much about him though. Gang Orca is pretty dang cool.)
After a short night of fun, and some good rest, all of the girls woke up in the morning to Sandra letting her alarm go off in their ears. “Wake up sleepy heads!” She called to them, grinning as several of them groan. It was impressive just how easily she got up to alarms now, really. Despite this fact, she was still, somehow, incredibly lazy-looking. Especially in public.
“Ugh…. c’mon Classic, can we have, like, 5 more years?” Dust lightly groans before stuffing her face back into her pillow. “I don’t wanna get up… not yet…”
“I felt that way when I first started to attend human schools here. Trust me, you get used to it. Come on, up and at them. I got us all some water ready, but we are going to eat at the school today. Those lunch-people don’t get enough appreciation.” Sandra laughs at the other lightly before she walks over and tapped on her shoulder.
“Fiiiiine-” Dust pulls herself from bed, several of the others were already in the process of getting up from where they were sleeping. “Let’s get going.”
“Get dressed first, dork.” Sandra chuckled before she stood up. She goes over to her closet, pulling out her ‘Hero-in-Training’ costume. All of the other students had gotten their costumes early, she had gotten hers late and refused to use it until now. Seeing as they were going to be going through the internships, she might as well.
The other girls were not going to be getting their own costumes for another day or so. Then it was going to be ‘tele-mailed’ to them by someone in the facility who had the ability to tele-transport objects. Really convenient, actually. Which was a good thing.
Soon after they all had gotten their notices about being accepted into the school, there was a secondary message that came through, and notified them that told them if they had hero costume designs picture-sent to them within the next couple hours, they were going to have the costumes made within the next 12-14 hours and double-checked within the next stent of time.
Quite nifty, actually.
It took awhile for everyone to figure out what they wanted to wear. Along with trying to figure out measurements. Most hero costumes were more desired to be closer-to-your-skin. Hero costumes that were tighter, or at least less loose-fit were easier to maintain and manage. It was also a good way of reducing how much of your clothes can get caught on something.
(Guys, I promise, I am working on Sandra’s design. I just can’t draw it the way I want to :’DD. I don’t know why I am doing this to myself, honestly. Now I need to both come up with human designs for the other Sanses AND hero costumes. *coUghS IN PaIN*)
After all of them had gotten up, eaten, and put on their uniforms (by which had been delivered to them last night, via the courtesy of All Might, they were on their way to school. Chattering back and forth, and Epic and Cross memeing with each other. Nightmare was drinking some coffee that she had managed to make before they all left the house. Dust asked for a drink here and there, but not too much.
The school was a bit louder than usual today, which was not surprising. Most likely it was the buzz about how the students were going to be heading out to do internships while MOST of the general studies students remained back in the school and continued their same routines.
Entering the school was the same. Scanning their ID’s, going past the newer campus guards, making sure not to track in dirt, or grime from the outside. It all went full circle.
Walking through the hallway was usually somewhat a hassle. After all, students had a poor grasp on. ‘Walk on the right side of the hallway’. Not that hard, but apparently it is? Either way, squeezing through several students later, Sandra and her doppelgangers all made it to the cafeteria, where several students wave them over. Most of them went to congratulate the girls,
Sandra stood back, allowing her friends to get some good recognition without interfering in the situation. After all, they did deserve it. Even if not everyone was friends with them in class, there was a means to be impressed. After all, they had only been there for about 2 and a half days. Then there were Fresh and Epic who dropped in barely even 5 minutes before the exam.
“Hey Cross! You and your friends can come and sit with us!” Momo beckoned from her table as she gestured to the open seats that rested nearby. Cross looked over to the others, and Nightmare shrugged, not really minding where they went. To be fair, she was not actually their leader anymore. She hadn’t been since the assault group fell apart, or, at least, the reason behind the group's formation.
“I’m going to head up there and get some breakfast. YOu going to come with, or are you going to wait a minute?” Nightmare questions to Sandra, who looks around the lunchroom. “I will take that as you will stay back a moment then. Alright, see you when we get ready to leave for the internships.” Nightmare pat her friend on the shoulder, before walking to the cafeteria line.
Sandra smiled, hopeful that they were going to make some good friends. She rests her hands on her hips as she scanned around the room. After all of the AU versions of her had received their food, she took note of where everyone had resided their presences to.
Nightmare, Error and Dust all had assimilated into the group of ‘outcasts’ per-se. Including Tokoymi, Shouji, Seto, Koda, Ojiro and occasionally Jirou, if she was not with Momo.
Horror had just decided to sit with Denki, Asui, Ochaco, and Midoriya at the moment. Most likely trying to see what they were all like.
Fresh, Epic, and Cross all sat with Momo, Jirou, and Mina, eventually Hagakure had come over and joined them as well.
Killer seemed to not know where she wanted to go, after some contemplation, she had just decided to go and sit with Aoyama, Sadou, and a couple of the students from Class 1B who were pretty calm.
Sandra didn’t bother eating. She was too mentally preoccupied to think about eating at the moment. However, she did take non-perishable, well-contained items from her breakfast and store them for later. Maybe she would eat them while she was out.
“Yo, Sandra, there you are! How long were ya standing there?” Kirishima waves over to the girl as he makes his way to go and stand next to her. Bakugou was calling from behind the red-haired teen, shouting something along the lines of-
“Oi, where are you going s- hair!”
“Oh, I have been standing here for a couple minutes, Kirishima. What brings you over here, anyhow?” Sandra looks over to her classmate who smiled at her in return for her attention. He seemed to be staring intently at her eyes, though he did apologize for doing as such. “Sorry, it’s just, your eyes are pretty. How do you get them to change color like that?”
“Oh, it’s just something I could always do. It’s just a lot easier when I am angry, or need to use my- quirk.” Sandra coughed mentally, she almost used the word ‘magic’ and it wasn’t the first time. She needed to be more careful, but really, it was still something she could not get used to.
“Oh, I see. Well, want to come and eat breakfast with Me, Bakubro, and Sero?” he enthusiastically offered, gesturing to the table where Bakugo rests with his feet over the actual surface of the seating area. Sero waved to her with his general polite smile, and Bakugo grit his teeth with an intense look of disapproval.
Sandra liked testing her luck. After a moment, she looks directly into Bakugo’s angry face, smirking before she spoke out “Sure, why not?” That made the blonde grimace and look away, most likely in growing annoyance. Not that Sandra minded much, he was always like that, so there was no need to really worry about him at this point. “Lead the way, big fella.” Sandra winks to the other, following him to the table.
Kirishima felt himself get flustered at her wink, and looked away as soon as she started to make her way to the table. Wait, she was walking over already- “Hey, wait, I am supposed to be leading here!” Kirishima laughed a little as he jogged to catch up to her.
“You better have a good reason as to why you invited her over here, shitty hair! I did not come here to listen to her slap-stick comedy, or see her stupid face!” Bakugo growled from where he sat on his side of the cafeteria table. Sandra seemed to smirk a bit to herself, though she didn’t say anything in regard to what he had said about her. “What did you agree to come over here for, you stupid grinning trash can?!” The blonde stands up, and marches to her, before grabbing Sandra and shaking her by her jacket. Not-so-lightly, at that.
“I came here because I was invited, pom-pom boi.” Sandra continued to smile, her hands closed as the other continued to shake her in growing annoyance. Nightmare was ready to get up from where she was and smack the blonde on the back of the head. He was even worse than Fell was! Sheesh!
“Yeah, yeah, I get it, I am happy to see you too.” Sandra grinned even wider, opening one eye, she whispered “I love you too, dear-”
Bakugou stopped, before instantly dropping her in an annoyed, and surprised mess. “Wh- what- alright, no. No, no no. I am not in the mood for this from you stupid extras. Especially you, ya stupid talk-show trash lord.” Bakugo stomps away from the cafeteria. Sandra, who had landed on the floor after the other let her go, was laughing hysterically.
“Oh my lord… that guy. I just CAN’T!” She was laughing so much that some of the people watching thought she was going to pass out at any second. “That was funny.”
Kirishima and Sero were also laughing, the black-haired student still finishing up his food. After some more playful minutes of banter and light conversation, the bell rings. Before leaving the lunchroom, Sandra did take notice that Iida was nowhere to be seen. She had to mention that to Midoriya before everyone left for their internships.
All of the students walk to the trashes to dispose of any unused food, utensils, plates and drinking containers. Jogging a bit to catch up to her friends, she was followed by Kirishima, who decided he was going to stay around for a little while. Until they had to board their respective transportation vehicles.
“You ready to go, Sandra?” He asked her, seeming to be contemplating his own internship on the same note.
“Of course I am.”
// To be Continued //