Hi there!

This came into my mind randomly whilst thinking about my other My Hero Aca story, which spoilers has chapter 3 focused on Stain and Izuku with a grand total of 22 chapters to the planned story. Anyway, enough of that. On one side, I'm writing something dark and edgy so on the other, I made this up. Yeah, we're in for a ride.

If there is any rule you guys would like to see added to the 250 long list made by Tenya Iida himself, then send your requests via review (Seriously though, I don't use the PM system, sorry) and I will do my best to make them work!

I hope you enjoy and thanks for reading.

Rules 1-10

Rule 1: No swearing of any kind around the class Cinnamon Bun, Izuku Midoriya

"Come on, you have to agree on that," Eijirou Kirishima leant back into the sofa, hands holding the back of his head. "In every class there is one adorable, cute, innocent, pure bean that is known as the cinnamon bun."

"Oh really?" Kyouka Jirou raised an eyebrow as she looked up from her phone. "So, who this cinnamon roll in our class?"

"Definitely not Mineta, kero." Tsuyu Asui said as she walked past with a basket of laundry in her hands, her words caused the tiny named student to turn around.

"Hey! What's wrong with liking beautiful things?!" He yelled after her, only to be glared at by all of the girls in the class

"What about Uraraka?" Rikidou Satou suggested. "She does fit the criteria."

"You haven't seen her other side." Tenya Iida shivered from his armchair with a book in his hands. "Never mess with her."

"Okay, we get it, class rep knows all." Hanata Sero rolled his eyes until a large smile formed on his face. "Hey, what about Midoriya?" At the mention of his name, Izuku Midoriya looked up from his textbook with a confused look as to why the class was talking about him.

"Oh my gosh, yes!" Mina Ashido jumped into the seat beside the poor green haired boy and pulled him into a hug. "HEY, EVERYONE! LISTEN UP!" All eyes turned towards her, showing her she had their abrupt attention. "All those who agree that the class cinnamon bun is Midoriya say aye!" Eighteen different aye's returned as an answer, making the judgement clear. "Alright, it is now official!"

"If anyone wishes to join the Deku Protection Squad for the protection of the class cinnamon bun," Ochaco Uraraka announced with a beaming smile and a clipboard in her hands. "Please come and see me, thank you. Iida and I are the leaders and founders of this small organisation and I hope we can grow with your help." Before anyone could get up to go sign themselves up, Bakugou came storming through with his hands in his pockets.

"Fucking dammit, stupid fucking teacher thinking he knows fucking everything, FUCK!" When he began to open his mouth, Iida dashed over to the sofa Midoriya was sitting on and covered the poor boy's ears, with Mina placing her hands on top of his. Loud gasps from his classmates caused Bakugou to stop in his tracks and stare at them. "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"Do not swear around the cinnamon bun!" Iida snapped at him, glaring at the blond through his glasses. "That is the first rule of the dorms!"

"Fuck the rules." Bakugou raised a middle finger towards the class president.

"Kacchan, you do know you're saying fuck too much…" Another loud, collective gasp rose from the class. Did… did their cinnamon bun just swear?

"BAKUGOU!" A dark aura was swirling around Uraraka, her eyes glowing red with fury. There was only one thing that Bakugou could say to that.

"Oh shit."

Rule 2: Don't let Mina Ashido cook, full stop.

"Guys, why can I smell burning?" Momo Yaoyorozu asked during a study session for the upcoming exam. Satou's face dropped as he rushed out of the room into the kitchen. Yaoyorozu, Kirishima, Yuuga Aoyama, Kouji Kouda and Jirou followed him cautiously until they entered their destination to find that a bombshell had gone off. Cake batter was all over the walls, the oven was on fire and holes had been burnt into the cupboard doors and the floor. Satou was yelling at Ashido, whose head was hung low with batter splattered over her front.

"Oh my, how dirty!" Aoyama gasped at the state of the room, hiding behind a nervous Kouda as not to get any of the mess on his beautiful self.

"Hey, Momo." Jirou turned to her friend as a full out argument began in front of them.

"Yes, Kyouka?" Yaoyorozu replied, wondering why she has asked for.

"Ask Iida to ban Ashido from the kitchen, as a part of the dorm rules." Ah, that made sense.

"Of course, Kyouka, I would rather we didn't have to replace the kitchen every time Ashido feels creative with food."

Rule 3: DO NOT, under ANY circumstances, let the girls or Midoriya ANYWHERE near Mineta's room.

"Come on, ladies, don't be shy." Mineta peered out from around his door, using a hand to wave the group of ladies towards him. All the girls were apprehensive, none of them wanted to be near the creep when his face was contorted in such a horrific way. Luckily, a lifeline stepped forwards in the form of Sero.

"I'll see your room if you want an evaluation." He said, looking down at Mineta with a grin on his face. The grape ball haired boy shrugged his shoulders and invited the other male in. The girls stood silently for a moment or two when Sero ran out of the room screaming as if he had met the devil himself.

"Yep, never gonna go in there!" Uraraka turned around, walking away with the other girls at her heels.

"If it's bad for us, kero," Tsuyu said thoughtfully, placing a finger against her cheek with her tongue sticking out slightly. "Then how bad would it be for the cinnamon bun?" Everyone stopped dead in their tracks, thinking through what she said before all coming to the same conclusion.

"I think we should ask Iida to add another rule to the growing list." Tooru Hagakure told the others eagerly.

"Yeah, I think he should." Yaozorozu nodded in agreement before they left, ignoring Mineta's 'Come on!' from inside of his room.

Rule 4: Don't dance inside the elevator, it makes amazing blackmail material

"Hey Ojiro, what are you doing?" Izuku asked, looking over the back of the sofa to the laptop in Mashirao Ojiro's lap. The karate, tail welding hero smiled at the cinnamon bun kindly before he returned his attention to the screen.

"I'm watching a video Shouji sent me in our class chat," Ojiro replied, shuffling so that Izuku could jump over the piece of furniture parkour style and take the seat next to him. "You might really like this." Pressing play, the two watched an image of Bakugou in the elevator. For a while, he wasn't doing anything until a certain Korean pop song blared over the speakers and then the dancing began. Izuku almost fell off of his seat laughing at Kacchan doing a mini version of the Gangnam Style dance, having to clutch Ojiro's arm, who was also laughing at the spectacle. Before long, the boy on screen had reached his floor and left the elevator.

"I didn't know Kacchan ever did that…" Izuku wiped a tear of laughter from his eye. "…This is news to me, and it was so funny."

"If you'd like, I'll send you a copy." Ojiro offered kindly, only to grin at the glowing eyes and the sparkles that were radiating from the cinnamon bun's head.

"Please do!"

A day later and Bakugou had no idea why everyone in the class was laughing at him and singing in Korean unless…

"DEKU!"

Rule 5: The Cake is NOT a lie and don't convince anyone otherwise.

"To commemorate most of us getting our provisional Hero licenses, I have baked a cake for you all." Iida announced proudly to the gathered students of Class 1-A. "A black forest gateau cake with cherries and cream for decoration, I hope everyone can enjoy this, including Todoroki and Bakugou who are still working towards their licenses."

"Thank you so much Iida!" Izuku smiled happily and went to get a slice for himself when Shouto Todoroki grabbed his wrist gently and shook his head.

"Midoriya, the cake is a lie." He said solemnly, expression vacant to hide the internal struggle he was facing for lying to the poor cinnamon bun.

"What are you talking about Shouto?" Izuku asked, pointing to the very realistic treat on the table in front of them, cut evenly into twenty reasonable slices. "It's right there!"
"Fuck off, Deku," Bakugou ignored the glares and the pointing from Iida to the first and most important dorm rule. "It's a lie and you know it."

"Yeah, that cake is so a lie." Jirou nodded before returning her attention to her phone. The others heard the quiet mumblings coming from Izuku's mouth before he gasped and gave them a knowing grin.

"Oh, sorry Iida…" He edged back into his seat, dropping the news as kindly as he could to their class president. "…The cake is a lie."

"I MADE THAT CAKE MYSELF, HOW ON EARTH IS IT A LIE?!" Iida yelled at the top of his lungs.

"Because it's a lie?" Fumukage Tokoyami suggested with a 'raised eyebrow' sort of tone to his voice. Iida sighed and pulled out a notebook.

"I seriously need a rule for this."

Rule 6: No offensive names in the class chat, see Rule 1.

"Hey, since Iida started a class chat for us, what do you think you're going to use for your username?" Kirishima asked the group that was reclined into the bean bag seats to the side of the television screen in the main living room, as made by Yaoyorozu for complete comfort. "I'm going for 'Hard and Stiff'."

"Mine will be Alien Queen," Ashido replied, barely looking up from her phone to make sure that Midoriya wasn't around. "The hero name I WOULD have had if that bitch Midnight wasn't so uptight."

"I'm going for something short and simple," Hagakure responded, ignoring the scheming grin her pink skinned friend was sending her way. "Maybe NowUCMe?"

"Nah, Invisbitch is better!" Ashido smirked, going into the chat and setting up the name moments later. "There, done!"

"I may go for something edgy…" Tokoyami looked up at the sky thoughtfully for a moment. "…Oh, yes… MyImmortal."

"Dude, Evanescence?" Kaminari lightly punched the bird headed boy in the arm. "Totally edgy, too bad a great song of theirs was turned into a meme."

"What about yours, Kaminari?" Ashido asked, tipping her head curiously. Before he could answer her back, their phones trilled with a notification. "Oh, it's from Iida. Please don't use offensive names in the class chat, if you want to rip my face off, please see dorm Rule 1 as there are still a few that don't deserve the pain… Oh crap, I forgot about cinnamon bun."

"I guess NowUCMe isn't so bad after all!" Hagakure grinned, even though no one could see it. Ashido thought about it for a moment before shaking her head.

"Invisbitch was better."

Rule 7: PICK UP THE BLEEDING SOCK, AOYAMA!

"Dude, your sock has been lying in the middle of the corridor for a week now," Jirou muttered out loud to the sparkling blond beside her. "I swear that Uraraka almost tripped over it trying to catch up to Midoriya the other day."

"It is dirty, mon amie," Aoyama replied. "I do not touch such a tres disgusting thing! Beauty such as moi's needs to stay perfect!"

"It's just a sock," Jirou raised an eyebrow at him. "And you aren't really French are you?"

"I am!" Aoyama scoffed, turning on his heels camp-ly as he left her behind in his beautiful wake. "Bonheur!"

"Dude, you still left your sock!" With a flash of his hair and his sparkly navalbeam, Aoyama was gone. Jirou looked between the discarded item of clothing and the way he exited before sighing to herself. "Iida is so gonna hear about this."

A month later

"WHY IS THIS SOCK STILL HERE?!"

Rule 8: DON'T steal Iida's collection of glasses. It makes him VERY cranky!

"Hey guys," Uraraka asked as she reached for her toast for breakfast. "Have you noticed something off about Iida?"

"No, I haven't noticed anything…" Yaoyorozu responded before going on the defensive. "…Why, what have you seen?"

"He's pretty cranky this morning," The brunette sighed as she buttered her toast with a yawn. "He's yelling at everything, scared Deku senseless from running into him in the upper floor corridors and has been staring creepily at almost every boy in the class."

"Oh, that…" All eyes rested on Sero, who was rubbing the back of his head nervously.

"Do you know anything, if so, then you must report it immediately." Yaoyorozu demanded in her role of class vice president.

"Mineta stole his glasses collection with Bakugou's help…" As glares and raised eyebrows were sent in his direction, Sero raised his hands to wave them nervously in surrender. "…I saw them coming out of his room with the items stuck to some of Mineta's sticky balls."

"That is so wrong to say on so many levels, kero." Tsuyu stated with all of the girls nodding in agreement with her statement.

"Yeah, but I'd never think that Bakugou and Mineta would work together to…"

"BAKUGOU, MINETA! GIVE MY GLASSES BACK NOW!"

"MAKE US YOU TIGHTFISTED FUCKER!"

"AH! DON'T KILL ME BEFORE I SEE A BOOB!"

"…Do you think he heard us?" Hagakure continued, adjusting her seemingly floating uniform.

"Definitely, and I hope Iida does kill them…" Jirou ignored the raised eyebrows and sighed. "…Or at the very least ends Mineta."

"Agreed."

"Seconded."

"Third-ed!"

"I have complete agreement with that statement."

"Wow, you girls seriously hate the guy, don't you?" Sero asked.

"You have no idea." Ashido responded before taking a large mouthful of cornflakes.

Rule 9: When Pocket Monsters is on, don't turn over the channel or criticise it, Kaminari will fry you.

"What the fuck are you watching?" Bakugou stared at the television screen, noticing a creature with the same powers as Kaminari. "Oh, this fucking shit. What are you lot, fucking babies?" As Uraraka, and the female members of the Deku Protection Squad, glared at him for breaking Rule 1 yet again, Kaminari froze in place.

"Seriously? Pocket Monsters is a classic! It's been on for twenty odd years now, and set in a society where animals get all the Quirks! This season is comedic gold!" To prove his point, he shoved a piece of popcorn into his mouth, only to almost choke on it due to laughing whilst eating.

"Plus, the main character is sort of relatable," Izuku added, eyes glued to the screen in front of him. "Striving to be the best you can be whilst overcoming obstacles is what we're doing to be Pro Heroes, right?"

"It's cute, I like it!" Uraraka announced suddenly, which made the unanimous descision for the class. Cinnamon bun liked it, the most dangerous girl in the class liked it, they were watching it, end of discussion. Bakugou huffed, sat down, and stole the remote before turning it to the sports channel instead. Nineteen heads turned his way, all but one of them thinking the same thing, 'You fool'.

Electiricty sparked in Kaminari's hands as he bolted upwards and lunged at Bakugou in a fit of rage. "I'll fry you so hard, you'll be the one with the short-circited brain!"

"Fuck off!" The rest of the class watched as the two disappeared with explosions going off in the distance.

"Kacchan's life is over."

"Hmm hmm." With that, the group changed the channel back over, listening out for the screams of anger and fury from a pissed off Kaminari.

Rule 10: No talking about Endeavor. Unless it's roasting him then go ahead – added by Shouto Todoroki

"Man, Endeavor is a shit hero." Kirishima groaned, only to freeze by the sight of Todoroki in the corner of his eye. "Oh crap, sorry about talking shit about your dad behind your back."

"Go ahead," Todoroki replied, grabbing a glass of water from the kitchen as he did so. "I love hearing the horrific ways a person can roast him, makes me smile."

"Hey, Midoriya," Ojiro spoke up as Izuku entered the room with his completed homework in his hands. "Didn't you basically tell Endeavor to stick it where the sun doesn't shine?" There was a sudden sound of spitting as water burst from Kirishima's mouth.

"Holy shii… fu… water, Midoriya," he imagined Iida and Uraraka killing him for breaking Rule 1 and revoking him of his Deku Protection Squad Member status. "Did you really do that?"

"Yeah, but I was furiously shaking afterwards," Izuku plopped down on the sofa with a contented sigh. "That's the second time I've ever done that."

"Second time?" Todoroki inquired, taking a seat next to his friend.

"Well, technically it was the first but I've kinda done it again, but not really and…"

"Midoriya, you're mumbling."

"…Oh, sorry! So, I kinda joined this forum thing where people chat about Superheroes and basically was a bit rude, but I was so angry at the time I…" Izuku was interrupted yet again as Ojiro's jaw dropped.

"So, you're saying that FlamingBallOfIssues was you?" Ojiro asked slowly, trying to comprehend what was being said. "That one person that everyone on the forum began praising and wanted to meet to give them a Savage Award to… was our cinnamon bun, Izuku Midoriya?"

"Mineta was snoring loudly and my room is closer to his than anyone else's so I couldn't sleep, and when I can't sleep I get really angry for some reason…" Realising what his classmate had just said, Izuku blinked twice before exclaiming. "…Wait, you guys saw it too?!"

"Heck yeah!" Kirishima grinned proudly. "We post stuff on there about Endeavor too! But, seriously, when FlamingBallOfIssues showed up for one night only, we were blown away. Midoriya, dude, welcome to the Endeavor Hating Club of Class 1-A, leave your fanboying at the front door, please." He burst into laughter with Ojiro chuckling alongside him. Todoroki shared a smile with his friend.

"I read it too, and thanks for doing that, even if you were tired and grouchy," he stood up, and walked off to the dorms. "I need to see Iida about amending that rule."