Dancing!

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A/N: I do not by any means own these videos! I asked my friend for videos based on this story and she sent me these. Also those are the dances that everyone does.

Izuku's pov

"I literally cried when Dayeye died," Kacchan said. "Mhm yeah but I kinda cried when Underhaul's arms got cut off," I responded, stuffing my face with catnip leaves. "Do you really have to spoil season 4 for us?" Sero asked. "Wait, you didn't watch it yet?" Kaminari laughed. "I'm not the only one, Uraraka's too poor to watch it," Sero countered. "I'll let you know that I watched season 4 with Yaomomo," Kirby scoffed. "Pff You're the only one who hasn't watched it yet," I laughed. "Guys stop talking about season 4 and get ready for school," Iida directed, taking my catnip salad away from me.

Once we all got to school we were our normal talkative selves but dad was a little bit more awake. "Hey uh, Aizawa sensei you are more awake today, and you're actually doing things on a computer, ribbit," Tsu observed. "Mhm...d̸̮͕͋͜͝a̴̲̰̅̾ỳ̸͖͙̤͊s̷̛̯͋...e̸̖͍͊̈́̑n̴͉̤̋̆͒d̴͉̭̉̎...b̸̤̄ë̵̛̤͔̆g̶͈͊̒͘͜ĭ̷͖̩n̷͓̝̋̃n̵̛͕̤̯̕i̵̖͙͐̊n̵̹͆́͑g̴͍̟̲̐̌," dad mumbled, focused. "Midori is Aizawa sensei okay, like does he need Recovery Girl, ribbit?" Tsu asked me as she, Kirby, and Sonic walked over to me and Sho. "Well he has been like this since yesterday, and I tried to take him to Recovery Girl but he just said that everything was fine," I responded. "Is that why he asked for you yesterday?" Sho asked. "Yep," I awnered.

Aizawa's pov

"Damn it these messages have been getting more confusing like what does Ţ̴̪̑͛̃i̴̧̘̠̋c̸̨̲͠͝k̸͇͓̋̒̄ ̸̜͐̌̾T̸͈̬̒̅õ̴̻̘̔͜c̵͓̼͔͆ǩ̶̘͆͆ ̸͍̌T̸̖̈́͗͘ͅi̷̯͐ͅc̷̱̤̜͊̄̾k̶̥̋ ̸̹͕̪͂T̵͈̻̄̉ö̶̼̖̕ͅc̴̼̹͚͘k̸͓͆͝ ̶͍͖̘̋̀͑3̷͔̥̔͜ ̵͕̓̈́͝d̷͍̞̒ä̵͈́͗y̵͇̍̏̊ș̵͌̃ ̴̥̠̠̓́̾l̸̠̭͆̄̚͜ē̶̻̜͇f̵̭̘̈́̏̎ẗ̶̪̯́ mean," I mumbled. "Hey Aizawa, you need to go to Recovery Girl," a voice said as a hand reached out to me. "NO!" I shouted, hitting the hand away. As my vision focused on the person I noticed it was problem child. "I...uh...I meant I'm ok I don't need Recovery Girl," I stuttered in embarrassment, going back to my work. 'Why is everything glitched?' I thought as All Might ran in the room. "Hey did you figure out what was happening?" All Might asked, looking at my computer. "No everything that I type is all glitched. My question is did Nezu find the villain who is behind this?" I responded. "W-well it seems like he can't find them no matter how hard we looked," All Might responded, rubbing the back of his neck. "The last time that was said we still found problem child," I shightly growled. "Yeah but Nezu, the smartest being on earth, is outsmarted by this villain," All Might countered. "Let's look into this later, now everyone get your gym uniforms on, including Yao, and go to the battle field," I directed.

Once everyone got outside I started instructing everyone. "I want you guys to improve your quirks more," I announced. "But we already improved them at the Training camp," Kaminari whined. "Well that was not improving, you just simply pushed yourself to find your limit after a while of training, but today when I say improving them I want you to find a way to be active while using them like gymnastics," I explained. "What, that's not fair!" Problem child whined. "Yeah and me being with you demon spawns isn't fair but I put up with it, now get to work," I responded.

Izuku's pov

Everyone got in a group to figure out what we should do. "So what should we do?" I asked. "We should do something like a play," Sho responded. "No too boring, we should do something like singing," Kirishima said. "That sounds like a good idea, and plus Jiro's a good singer," Kaminari agreed. "N-no how 'bout we just dance or something," Jiro countered, embarrassed about something. "That would be a great idea, I know a song called 学園天国踊 (School Heaven)," I said. "Mhm that sounds good to me," Kacchan agreed, answering for everyone. "Ok lets dance!" I exclaimed.

We spent a long time on this dance, and when I say a long time it was about 3 or 4 hours. "That was a good run through but Eri stepped in the wrong spot during a transition," Yao meowed. "Mhm I'll have to remember to go behind Kacchan," Eri nodded. "Let's do this one more time and then we can perform it for Aizawa Sensei!" Mina exclaimed

(you can imagine where everyone was^^)

We went through the dance one more time and then performed it to dad. I'm just going to say this but we crushed it, we were flawless, it was the best thing I've ever done and dad thought it was AMAZING. "Ahh I feel so refreshed," I said, sitting down. "Next time we dance can we do ゴーストルール (Ghost rule)," Eri begged. "Sure but thats too hard for all of us we would have to do just you and someone else," Kacchan said, ruffling Eri hair. "Can we do it now just like we practiced," Eri begged me. "F-fine sure," I responded standing up.

(Eri took Todoroki's place^^)

Everyone walked over to the common room to watch us. "You ready Eri?" I smirked. "Yep let's dance," Eri responded. We did just like we practiced, and just like dad was before everyone was amazed. "I had no clue you guys could do that," Kaminari gushed as Sho cooled me down with his cold side. "You should teach us sometime," Kirby said. "Yeah it would be a great bonding experience," Iida added. "Sure but not today," I sighed.

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Ļ̷͖̹̱̣̫̮͘ǒ̶̠͓̺̯̦̣͙̖̫̣͚͍͙̲͗̐̂̂̿͘ó̵̢̢̪̪̳̤̪̣̎̍͋̂̏͋̊͋̀͘̕͝k̷̨̧̛̯̫̝̹̥̱̞̻̩͍̙̀̔̒̏͑̏̎͑͌͂͠ş̶̛̯̙̮̺̱̺̗͇̭̮̭͒̍̌̀́ ̶̭͇̜͉̝̮͔̙̔̉̆̀̎̋͝ĺ̶̨͍͑̿̊͆͛̋̄͊͜͝͝͝i̴̛͇̜̰̳̰͇̪̩̿͝k̸̹͊́ȩ̶̠͙̰̗̭̥̜̜̠̩̫̥̪̊́̌̚ͅ ̵̪̖̤̱͕̮̭͔͚̺͇̟̭̣̳̐̎̍̋̔̽̌͘i̶̟̦͉͖̳̲͈͍̱̤̰͗͐̽̓͜ͅţ̸̨̛͍̼̥̘̙̦͔̬͖̟̭̠͗̓͐̔̊́̈́͘'̴̡̛͓̹̳̼̝̮͉̇͛̇͌̑͋́͜ͅs̷̥̪̅͆̆͌̓̔̓̓̀́̋́͝ ̵̫̫͉̔͌̉̈́͒͛͂̇̈̏͝č̸̢̡̬̥̼͌̊̈́̓́̎̍̀̔͂̋͌o̷̡̖̍́͗̊m̵̰̙̤̳͇̟̰͑̀̊͊́̀̋̀͜͝i̷̲̤̤̿̅͆͗̾̀́̄̽͌̔͋͝n̸̘̳̱̥̻̙͇͙̗͆̽͜͜ͅg̶̛̼͉̮̦͍̜̥̓͗̀͋̑͑̑̍̅̔͑͝͠ ̵̢̦̠̗͈̞͛͗̑̉͗̿̐̍̐͜͝s̴̛̘̙̙̊̃͗̓̽͛̈́̕͝ơ̷̡̨̢̗̥̖̙͇̝̼͖̞̺̤͒̅̅̅̏̌ȯ̶̡̡̬͈̪͕͙̲̺͈͉̘̟̯̽̋͜n̷̺͖̤̼̝̪̹̔.̶̢̛̯̻͙̞̳̜̠̠͓̭͎̅͛͐͊͋̚͘

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