Nishinoya & 2nd years, Rolling Thunder
“Well? What do you think?”
“So cool, Noya-san!”
“We’re doomed.”
Ennoshita’s declaration was met with solemn nods from both Narita and Kinoshita, and not even a speck of recognition or acknowledgement from either Tanaka or Nishinoya. They were still far too excited by Noya’s newly-discovered “super powers” to pay attention to reason.
Although, Ennoshita supposed, “reason” sort of went out the window three weeks ago, when Noya’d been zapped in a freak accident with the electric eel at the local aquarium. The eel had stopped his heart, the paramedics had restarted it, and after a tense few days in the hospital, Noya was, shockingly, perfectly fine and cheerfully bossing around a doting Tanaka.
And zapping everyone. And everything.
The first sign that something was up was Noya’s hair -- it stood up on its own. Even when wet. Noya was absolutely thrilled with this development, which Ennoshita supposed made sense. After all, Noya did go through a jar of extreme hold hair gel every fortnight, trying to maintain his signature look. He was going to be saving a lot of money. His hair did crackle a bit, now, which was… concerning.
In hindsight, they should have taken the crackling hair as a warning.
Ennoshita was still nursing a burn wound from when he’d reached out to clasp Noya’s shoulder in fraternal affection and been roundly shocked for his troubles.
And of course, being Noya and Tanaka, instead of being alarmed (once Ennoshita’s tingling hand was taken care of), they immediately began brainstorming progressively more ridiculous ways to harness Noya’s new Hero Powers and to Use Them For The Forces Of Good.
Apparently, the culmination of that was the decision for Noya to become a real-life superhero, complete with a spandex bodysuit, a mask, and a “secret identity.”
The bodysuit had been purchased and modified by Sugawara, who found the entire situation completely hilarious and who was surprisingly handy with a sewing machine and a paintbrush. It did look pretty cool, Ennoshita had to admit, with the lightning and the crow motifs.
“I should join the Earth Defense Force!” Noya declared loudly and struck a pose.
Tanaka cheered, then laughed. “Does that even exist?”
Unshaken, Noya just shrugged. “Maybe I’ll be the Earth Defense Force.”
“We’re doomed,” Ennoshita repeated.
This time, Noya reacted, and flicked a little jolt of static that made Ennoshita jump and yelp.
“Don’t be a wet blanket, Chikara.”
“Don’t stand near a wet blanket,” Ennoshita retorted, to giggles.
“I need a superhero name,” Noya decided, and he tapped his chin thoughtfully.
“Spikeyhead,” Kinoshita suggested, and failed to dodge an indignant zap.
“Static Crow?”
“Lightning, uh, Ball?”
“Pikachu?”
Ennoshita stepped forward and raised his hands in a show of bravado -- and somehow it worked. The other four fell silent and looked over at him. “Gentlemen, gentlemen,” he said, “you’re missing the obvious. Clearly, he should call himself ‘Rolling Thunder’.”
There was a beat, and then Tanaka burst out laughing and Noya whooped and leaped up to grab Ennoshita in an awkward, bruising headlock.
“You’re a genius, Chikara!” he yelled.
“I try,” Ennoshita said dryly. Still, he was secretly -- secretly -- amused. Then -- “Ouch! Noya, stop zapping me!”