"An outstanding, if simple, strategy from Green Team!" Cheered Present Mic as the last few students were being herded out of the Turf War area. "Gathering all the pieces in one place and then not only taking them all out but also getting a decisive victory in how much turf you acquired? What a powerful idea! And what excellent teamwork from our first place winners!"

"It may have been my idea, but I couldn't have done it without everyone else's skillsets."

"You know they can't hear you, right Midori?"

"Doesn't matter, Ashido. I'm still going to say it. Team efforts aren't to be wasted, after all."

"But we can't just forget the other competitors as well now, can we? Coming in second place is White Team! While Green Team's camaraderie really only shone in the last leg, White Team was working together flawlessly throughout the majority of the event, leading them to have a combined final total turf of 18.5%! This, combined with how late into the game they managed to survive, nets them second place!"

"Sticking to a single area and clumping together is a viable and effective strategy. Following their mistake to send Iida out on his own, their subsequent decision to stick together and focus only on gathering turf on the second floor was a smart one. Well done."

"Apologies, you three! If I had not been reckless earlier-"

"Don't sweat it, Iida! I feel that Deku's team still could have won anyways. His strategy was mostly about taking advantage of everybody's mindsets, after all."

"Yeah, and that classmate of yours also knows how to hit! If Class A and B ever get a chance to compete together like this again, I'd like to go fist-to-fist with that guy! After a bout with my fellow bro over there! Yo, Kirishima!"

Todoroki didn't say anything. His face was glued to the screen, which was showing a recap of White Team's actions. He growled a little when they got to the moment Midoriya ignited the flames within him. His scar was throbbing as he thought about how to approach this matter at hand…

"In third place, we have a team that didn't survive until the final stretch, but nonetheless had a good amount of area claimed before they were completely wiped! At a 21%, I'm of course talking about Yellow Team! Again, another group that had great synergy with each other! They could effectively deny any team from accessing an area, and that's an essential skill to have for Heroes- protection!"

"Still, you lot should learn to pace yourselves. Especially you, Kaminari- you went over your wattage limit before halfway through the Turf War. You should also learn to not rely on a single strategy. Adapt to the situation at hand. remember it."

"Eto… translation please! I did not get all the information your teacher has said right now."

"Basically, we need to think more. In any case, it was fun working with you, Tsunotori! And great plan, too!"

"Ah, I have the pleasure, Sero!"

"Wheeeeeeeeee…"

"Man, Kaminari, how long does it take for your short-circuit to wear off? Still," Kirishima looked to Ashido and Midoriya. "I am a bit irritated we didn't do better… stop that, Kirishima! Remember, its all about getting up after getting beat down! That's why my Quirk is about rock-hardness!"

If one listened closely, one could hear Mineta chuckling at those statements that Kirishima said loudly to himself.

"And barely managing to make the cut, having gathered a total of 14.3% before the time ran out, it's our other team that managed to survive until the very end, Orange Team! Their mix of offense and defense allowed them to have a strong standing for most of the game, but unfortunately, their offense wasn't enough to get them a higher placing! Their defense, however, was enough to keep them in the top four!"

"Spreading out your coverage between the first and second floors was a high-risk high-reward tactic that ultimately did not come to fruition; the moment your only sentry went up to the second floor was the moment you lost half of your score. Work on your team tactics and teamwork more."

"This is not entirely unfortunate. At least we managed to make it into the final event." Shoji stated flatly.

"That last bit with the Brainwashing kid had me scared for a moment! Although, now that I think about it, having all this attention on our team is also a bit scary…" Bondo whimpered. He felt a hand on his shoulder as Honenuki gave him... something that passed for a smile, what with him having no lips and all.

"Don't worry about the crowd, Bondo. You'll do well in the upcoming event! Just focus on getting as far as you can go, alright?" The lipless teen said to his classmate. While his much taller peer stammered out a response, he couldn't help but let his eyes drift towards a certain head of spiky blonde hair.

Bakugou was shaking as he stared at the jumbo screen. Was it out of anger? Frustration? Or was it because he was replaying the events of the last event in his head? After all, he did get played right into Izuku's hands, exposing his weaknesses to the world. To the Pros. As he turned his head to glare spitefully at the green-haired martial artist, Bakugou couldn't help but also contemplate.

After being given a five-minute time span to completely remove their paint-soaked gear, the lucky students that survived to the last event walked back out to see that that Cementoss's building was gone. There was only a stadium again, devoid of paint.

"Looking nice and clean there, contestants! Now that you're all here, I'd like to formally announce our third event for UA's First-Years Sport Festival!"

"The first event was focused on physical capability. The second was about being able to work with others. This last event will focus on your ability to neutralize threats. In other words, a combat tournament."

"Don't say it so casually like that, Eraserhead! Say with more gusto! Like this: In other words, a COMBAT TOURNAMENT, FOLKS!" The entire stadium burst into a roar. People were cheering like their lives depended on it. How could they not? Pro Heroes are largely famous for how they took down bad guys. Plus, this is primetime entertainment for the masses, watching somewhat skilled people try to knock each other out.

While the stands were the most vocal, it was the students that were the most excited. Many of those that made it to the end were people with blazing and competitive souls. For the peanut gallery, it was not only entertainment but a chance to cheer on their friends with extreme fervor. It was also convenient for better studying their peers and for making some quick cash. What teen wouldn't make bets on their friends, after all?

The emcees introduced a referee for the combat event- Midnight, the R-18 Hero and Modern Hero Art History teacher of U.A. She quickly went through the rules of combat- elimination by incapacitation or ring-out, and matchups determined by lottery. As the positions were put on the jumbotron screen, Izuku half-sighed, half-grinned. He sure had his work cut out for him.

First match of the first round, I need to fight Honenuki, a student who got in through recommendation and apparently has a tactics-oriented mind. Works well if that Softening Quirk he has. Passing that, in the first match of the quarter-finals, I have to contend with either Kirishima or Tetsutetsu, both hard-heads with knuckle-breaking defense. In the Semi-Final round, the most dangerous opponent for me to face between Hatsume, Iida, Shoji and Todoroki would have to be Todoroki. After all, I did rile him up enough to use the flames he hates so much. Then, in the final round, between Bondo and Sero, Pony and Hitoshi, Kacchan and Uraraka, Kaminari and Ashido, I'd be likely to face Kacchan. Explosive, angry, highly-skilled Kacchan...

While Izuku was thinking, the students were being corralled out of the field and into the stadium for a five-minute break for rest and recuperation. In regards to his thoughts, he simply cracked his knuckles. Time for him to strategize, after all.

Izuku spent his five minutes munching on a Recovery Girl gummy or two in the preparation area- he was going to be fighting in the first match, after all. He sat there, planning out how he was going to get around Honenuki's softening abilities in a flat and open area, when he felt a warm hand fall on his shoulder He turned around to see All Might grinning down on him in his skeletal form.

"Young Midoriya! Great work out there, lad! Excellent usage of your mind and body. You definitely have the attention of the crowd now!" Izuku quickly stood up as he turned to greet his predecessor.

"Much of that is thanks to you, All Might! Especially since you've helped me get to where I am today." All Might noticed that he had a few of Recovery Girl's stamina-restoring gummies. "Those? Well, I was moving actively throughout the entire second event, and now we have to go through a combat tournament- very intensive and taxing on the body. I need to keep my stamina up throughout, especially when I decide to show off the fruits of my labor to everyone."

"That's good, Young Midoriya. Am I to assume these 'fruits of labor' you speak of are something new?"

"That's right! A new... technique, of sorts. A new... usage of One For All I managed to develop during the training break. It's highly stamina-draining, though, which is why I'm preferring to keep my gas tank mostly filled. It's also why I haven't shown it yet; if I use it, people will instantly note the stamina loss and use that against me. Once I unleash it though, I'm going to give it my all to win. I'll make sure other people do, too." He said all this with a face of steel, of conviction. It was a very serious face that made All Might a bit worried.

"Young Midoriya," he began after thinking for a few seconds, "while I acknowledge your desires to win and to... help Young Todoroki with his issues involving his Quirk, I would advise you to not make such a scary face. Remember, you're going out there to show the world that you are here." He bulked up into his muscle form and gave a brilliant grin. "When you do so, smile, Young Midoriya!" He gave Midoriya a thumbs up.

"Yes, All Might! I'll smile with confidence!" He paused. "Wait, how did you know about Todoroki?"

"Ahh…" He transformed back into his skeletal form. "Well, part of it is in his student record. Teachers are free to put notes in student records about things like behavioral problems and academic progress. From what I've read about Young Todoroki in his records, he stubbornly does not use the Fire side of his body. It's also something I've seen with my own eyes during training; Young Todoroki really only uses his ice during class. Originally, I believed it was to prevent unnecessary damage to both other students and to his environment, but after reading his record- and hearing you talk about some people not using their fullest potential at the Festival today- I can see now that it's something different."

"Yeah…" Izuku looked down towards the table. He suddenly slapped himself on both cheeks, and looked back up at the ceiling, at the light that shone above. "No use moping around! If I have time to worry about how to help out Todoroki, I have time to think up ways to counter Honenuki's Softening Quirk!" He gently shooed All Might out of the room. "Sorry, All Might, but I need the space and silence. This is especially true if Honenuki is as tactical as I think he is."

"All right, all right, Young Midoriya. But you must remember-"

"Don't worry!" He smiled confidently at his mentor. "I'll go out there with a smile on his face! And I'll also beat him with a smile on my face! Like you said, All Might, I need to let the world know I'm here! I've done plenty enough of that during the first two events, but I need to do it for this last event too!" While he was somewhat surprised at first, All Might now had a grin that matched his protege.

"Go get them, Young Midoriya!"

"I will, All Might!"

Omake: Daycare

It was a lovely morning in the woods. Flying-types were singing in the sky, bug-types were chirping on the tree bark, and water-types were enjoying a river next to a clearing. This was a nice forest, largely unclaimed by man, other than a small cottage with a white picket fence surrounding the clearing.

A door to the cottage opened up, revealing a scraggly man with messy black hair. He had a box with twenty red-and-white capsules in it. Grabbing them all, he chucked them one-by-one into the air. Each capsule opened in a flash of light, revealing various creatures of different shapes, sizes, and temperaments.

"Alright, you lot," they all turned to face the human. "Your trainers have dropped you off here while they have business in the nearby town that doesn't allow Pokemon. So, just stay here and kill time however you want. Try not to get into a fight, or whatever." The man went back inside the cottage, and all of the Pokemon looked at each other. Several of them gave faces that passed as smiles- they each knew other, because all of their trainers knew each other.

They all started to mingle and play with each other. They mostly went into their own separate groups, with one or two members of each group interacting with members of another group. For example, while the Octillery mainly stuck with the perverted Trubbish, the Staryu, the Whismur and the Machoke, he would often go off to converse with the Kecleon, who was usually with the other girls and hanging off the Aipom's side.

Everyone's mingling came to a halt, however, as two of the Pokemon began to bicker and argue. It was a green Riolu and a very yellow Monferno.

"Screw you, Deku! I already told you, Kirishima's playing with me and my group!"

"Dammit, Kacchan, you can't just drag the poor Geodude over to your group without asking him first!"

"C'mon, guys, can't we just get along or something?"

"No!" they both yelled at him simultaneously. Immediately, the two glared at each other again. Without warning they both began to fight with each other.

Over to the side, a red-and-white Vulpix was having a rather peaceful conversation with a female Delibird, casually ignoring the battle going on.

"Todoroki, would you like to try this poffin my Trainer bought at the mall?"

"I would, Yaoyorozu." Unfortunately, before he could even get thing into his mouth, a stray pebble from the Riolu and Monferno's fight was launched into the poffin, knocking it out of the Vulpix's hands.

A wave of ice cut through the play area, accidentally catching a Pikachu in the process. Riolu and Monferno turned their heads to see Vulpix joining the battle, leaping at them with icicles and will-o-the-wisps at the ready. The Pikachu, in a vain attempt to free itself, accidentally electrocuted the Noibat it was flirting with. The Noibat then screeched, lowering the attack of all the Pokemon in the play area and startling a Staryu into firing its lasers around. One of these lasers hit the Geodude, who was trying to stop the three-way battle, which accidentally made him tackle the Aipom and Kecleon. Kecleon stumbled over to the Trubbish who, in excitement, released poison gases throughout the entire field. A very square and justice-loving Boltund was trying to race to the door to alert the breeder as to what was going on, but he got dragged into the battle as well. An Espurr was trying to psychic-away the poison gasses but lost her concentration when her Forgadier BFF, affected by the gas, started to hit on her (despite both being female and thus unable to produce an egg). This sight excited the Trubbish even more, so he started to release toxic sludge alongside the poison gas. The Octillery was thoroughly grossed out and tried to stop him, alongside a Spinarak preparing a sticky web, but they tripped over Murkrow's shadow and landed on top of his Whismur friend.

Everything was chaotic until, while inside the poison gas cloud, the Monferno decided to try using Fire Punch.

Needless to say, the gas ignited and blew the entire play area to kingdom come.

"Hey, did you hear something?" Breeder Mic said to his totally-not-boyfriend Breeder Aizawa as they were cuddling on the couch inside the cottage.

"...Goddammit, its always those trainers' Pokemon. I'll get the Revive."

Hours later, a group of children came to the cottage to pick up their Pokemon. Aizawa had to get another pack of revives after some blonde trainer and a greenette got into a fist fight with their Riolu and Monferno cheering them on from inside the fence. Then those two promptly fought and knocked each other out too.

At least this time he didn't have to call Champion All Might to come and fix this mess between his son-slash-protege and his second-favorite.

A/N: NGL actually got bored of writing this banter. Omake was an interesting topic to Tackle, though