Of feasts and games (and maybe a quirk's mental breakdown)
Pool.
They. Played. Pool.
The Heads played an old muggle game in front of him.
Why?
To decide which house he should be in of course!
They had looked at him like he had a second head when he’d asked how they wanted to see his future.
How could he guess? The white ball was too wide to play regular pool but apparently it was just because they had somehow complicated the game even further by adding magic and horses to the mix.
First was laughing enough that Izuku had almost cried (how someone else crying could make him do that was anyone’s guess, he wasn’t known for crying at all).
Nana was silent, no doubt hiding to avoid being heard, she loved playing pool.
Toshi was… interested would be the best word. He wanted to know the rules.
Izuku was trying hard not to facepalm. He knew that with his habit of keeping one for all active at all times he risked causing a shockwave.
He was still training his body to go beyond 4% but it was slow going. The quirk had grown stronger and while this time around he could access every aspect immediately, he had a third quirk at singularity and two others beyond that. He was almost convinced that those he had spotted had seen an improvement in their quirks too.
He was quite sure that if Ochako caught him he would probably beg for mercy soon.
(-o-)
He was in gryffindor.
He was with the warriors.
He was with the warriors.
He was….
“Oh shut up! I am the best here you …”
“Bakugo?” Asked a young girl, round face and everything.
“Eeeeeeeeh? Who are you round face?”
“Did you just… ?”
(-o-)
“Welp gryffindor. That’s good I guess..”
‘Did she just win by summoning a camel to do… that?’
‘I just want to know why using the headmaster’s hat was needed!’
‘How can you fit… THAT inside THIS?’
‘Permission to create myself a new body to flee, rename myself John and sell ice cream in Antarctica sir.’
Everything was fine.
Except this worlds sanity.
(-o-)
“I would like to tell our first years and remind the others that the Forbidden Forest is, as implied, forbidden. I know some of you like to ignore that fact but it is a fact nonetheless. It is also my duty to inform you that the corridor with a warning label is off limits as well, if you do not wish to die a horrible death. Mr. Filch also added Blooming Boomerangs and Freezing Frisbees in the forbidden object’s list. You can consult the four hundred and fifty items on the list in his office.”
“Did I hear a challenge, Brother of mine?” asked a smirking redhead. He was Ochaco’s older brother, Fred.
“It seems your ears are functioning correctly my friend.” Said George, Fred’s twin.
“No it is not and if you dare do anything mom will hear about this”
Ochaco was praying for at least two weeks of peace with this threat.
At Slytherin’s table, a blonde first year felt a sudden urge to begin a copyright lawsuit.