"All right! First thing's first, did you bring your water bottle?"

"Yes, mom."

"What about your extra water bottle?"

"Yep,"

"What about your extra extra water bottle-"

"Mom, my backpack is literally full of water bottles," he sighed; this is getting ridiculous. Izuku can take care of himself, thank you very much. "I'll be fine."

Plus he's pretty sure the school had water fountains in it anyway. If not- well, there's always a toilet.

Midoriya Inko looked at him strangely as he fidgeted under her stare. "Oh Izuku," she pulled him into a hug, as he stiffened a little. "I'm so proud of you," she sniffed, and started crying as Izuku awkwardly returned her hug.

"Uh... thanks, mom," he said, before suddenly letting go of her. "Anyways, I really have to go now unless you want me to be late," he said, inching towards the door before quickly opening it. "Bye! I'll probably be home late!" And with that, he slammed the door shut and left.

"You better not fail, you shitty bastard!" Katsuki was practically foaming in anger. Izuku does not know why.

He gave the blond a confused stare. "What the fuck is going on with you?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "Are you nervous or something?"

"WHAT? NO," Katsuki yelled, earning a few looks. He glared at them, and they wisely looked away from the two. "I won't have a qualified sidekick anymore if you fail this test, damn it!" he fumed, as Izuku let out an 'ah.'

...Yeah, he kind of forgot about that. "What made you think I'll be your sidekick again?" Izuku asked him. "Wait, is this about quirk superiority thing? Dude," he squinted at Katsuki, who glared at him. "I thought we both agreed that our quirks can't be compared because there's nothing in common about them at all."

"Shut up!"

Katsuki Bakugou never changes, as usual.

Plank: 'so how was the test'

BoomBoom: 'it was fine fuck off'

Izuku snorted, before typing in his phone while smiling,

Plank: 'ass'

Plain and simple, just how he liked it. He pocketed his phone before leaving the room he was assigned in the written part of the exam. Now, they were all supposed to go to the auditorium for a brief assembly as an introduction to the practical part of the exam.

As he finally got inside the massive (and dark) auditorium, he couldn't help but whistle out loud. "Wow, UA sure is grand about their stuff, huh," he muttered out loud, before someone suddenly chuckled beside him.

"I know, right?! This school is really awesome!" he exclaimed excitedly, as Izuku blink at the newcomer. "Name's Kirishima Eijirou, by the way. Nice to meet'cha!" he held out his hand, as Izuku stared at it.

Then stared at it some more.

It was awkward.

"Out of the way, idiots," Katsuki suddenly bumped into the both of them, unintentionally pushing Kirishima's hand away. "Oi Izuku, sit with me," he practically demanded, as Izuku held up his hand in resignation.

"We finally meet again after 3 hours and this is how you greet me," he deadpanned. "Well, whatever. I was waiting for you anyway," he muttered, rolling his eyes before turning to- er... Kirishima, was it? "Wanna sit with us?" he asked, as the red-haired teen brightened up considerably.

"Sure!" he agreed enthusiastically, following after them as all three of them waded through the seats to find a comfortable spot. Finally, they settled on the upped middle.

As they all sat and made themselves comfortable with Katsuki intimidating everyone within his radius, Kirishima attempting conversation (and failing) with the blond, and Izuku sipping on the 32 oz water bottle (it was the sixth one he had today) while reading a book about quirks, the lights that were already dark suddenly dimmed as everyone went quiet. Then,

"HELLOOOOOOOO AND WELCOME TO UA!" a loud voice boomed, as Izuku flinched at the noise, dropping his bottle and making a wet mess around him.

"Ah," he mumbled intelligently, "What a waste of perfectly fine water..." he muttered, narrowing his eyes as he picked up his now empty bottle and put in in his bag. "This is so annoying..."

"...TESTING YOUR SKILLS BY RUNNING A PRACTICE TEST RUN FOR TEN MINUTES AT OUR REPLICA CITY DISTRICTS!"

Izuku sighed. So it begins.

It's a bit of a shame that he and Katsuki were assigned at different 'cities.' He was actually looking forward to observing his friend's quirk and see how much the blond improved over the past few years.

He sighed. Oh well, no use dwelling about it now. He supposed he just has to score enough to get to pass the Heroes Course.

"Alright," he ran towards one of the 3-pointer robots, before aiming at it with his index finger, as if mimicking a gun. "Let's just get this over with," and with that, he shot a small mass of plankton towards the robot, piercing through its weak spot, the neck, and destroying it.

He smirked, staring at his hand, which looked like bits of gun parts were incorporated into it. "Hm, who knew that those junk at the beach had something useful in it?" he muttered, before narrowing his eyes as someone suddenly screamed "look out!"

Izuku jumped on top of a lamp post, narrowly dodging a two-pointer robot that went flying his way. It crashed into a wall, before dying out with a few sparks. He then turned behind him to see a blonde teen that sported a rather large tail. "Uh..."

The blond stared up at him in concern. "Are you okay? I didn't hit you, did I?" he asked worriedly, as Izuku grinned impishly.

"Nope. I'm fine, thanks for asking," he replied, before hopping down from his spot. "Anyway, bye!" he waved a hand, before running off, shooting at random robots along the way and accumulating points.

After five minutes, it seemed that the robots were getting a bit fewer, with everyone scrambling to destroy them in order to gain points. Izuku panted; he felt a bit dehydrated now... He attempted to reach out for a water bottle behind him, but suddenly remembered that he... hadn't brought any.

Fuck.

Deep breath.

This... is not good. Sure, he may have scored enough points from destroying those stupid robots already (and he's at least 67% sure that saving the others also earns points; it wouldn't really be a hero test if it doesn't) but is it really worth it when he's about to die of dehydration?

...Alright, that might've been a bit of an exaggeration, but still. He is thirsty as fuck. (No. Get your mind out of the gutter you filthy pricks.)

The green-haired teen licked his drying lips, deep in thought. Is there any potential water source around here...? Perhaps he could also search for someone whose quirk generates liquid?

That's... not half bad for an idea.

Alright then, enough shooting goop at robots now. He needs to replenish his water supply first.

Well, if he manages to find any.

8 minutes have passed since the start of the test.

He hates the world, and all the humans who reside within it.

Who the hell decided it was a good idea to release a giant robot big enough to flatten an entire street to a bunch of children?!

Foo Fighters is tired and dehydrated. He does not give enough shite about this. Hell, he did everything he could (that was morally acceptable by society's standards) and he still hadn't found any drop of liquid!

He tried slicing off all of the fire hydrants in the psuedo-city, but none of them sprayed him with any water! Also, he tried to find someone who could at least produce a liquid, but nope! Nothing at all. And since murdering a human isn't exactly an option here, he tried for the next lower life form: rodents and other animals. But guess what? Still nothing!

He's ready to give up and just lie down on the ground, to be honest. It didn't help at all that he exhausted himself by running around the city looking for potential liquid sources all the while dodging all those pesky hunk of metals.

But the big robot...

Hhh-

"Hey, what are you doing?!" someone skidded to a stop beside his lying form, narrowing his eyes at him. "We have to get out of this place before the zero-pointer could crush us!"

He sighed, shielding his eyes from the glare of the sun. "No," he whined, already half-delirious from the lack of water. "I'm tired and dehydrated and I just want to drink water damn it."

He heard someone sigh, before feeling himself getting picked up and hauled like a sack of potatoes. "...You're very light. Worryingly so," he heard the person say, before feeling the rush of air, as the person (wearing glasses... dark hair... was this the uptight guy who wouldn't stop asking questions during the assembly?) ran away from the robot, carrying dead weight along with him.

It was a bit awkward, to say the least. Izuku attempted to initiate a conversation. "So, d'you also find out they give out points for rescuing?" he asked the teen, as he figured that must've been the reason why he picked him up.

The guy almost stumbled, apparently not expecting the sudden question. "What?" he asked intelligently, recovering back from his stumble as Izuku waited patiently for his answer. "They give what?"

The sea plankton blinked. "Wasn't it... fairly obvious?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "I, uh- I'm not too sure about this, but they must've been giving points," he reasoned hastily upon seeing the glasses guy's piercing stare. "I mean, we are applying for the hero course right? And heroes don't just fight stuff. They save people too."

The blunet narrowed his eyes. "Hm, that is actually a rather good reaso-"

"HOLY SHIT, STOP!"

He flinched, stopping so suddenly he dropped Izuku on the ground. Izuku groaned, getting up before immediately going after a girl who's currently stuck between a giant rubble and a building. "Hey, help me out here, dude!" he exclaimed rather harshly, as the glasses guy flinched yet again, staring at the zero-pointer getting closer to them with uncertainty and fear, before steeling himself and finally helping him out with getting the rubble out of the way.

"A-ah, you guys g-go on without m-me!" the girl frantically waved her hands, as Izuku ignored her and kept pushing the rubble out of the way. "S-seriously, I'll be f-fine! You g-guys should go before t-the giant robot gets h-here!"

He rolled his eyes at her. "If this is your definition of fine, I'm afraid we don't look up the same dictionary, girl. Not shut up and let me help you get out of this," he muttered, as he gave the giant rubble a hard, frustrated punch, crumbling it to smaller pieces and letting the girl free. "You're welcome."

And with that, he turned and ran away, leaving the guy with engine turbines on his legs and the girl with the round face. They could handle themselves- probably.

"TIME'S UP!"

Ah. Great timing. He was about to die of dehydration.

AN: how do i exactly end a chapter? help- also thank you thank you thANK YOU for all the faves and follows you beautiful bastards, i can't believe you guys still follow this story after I've abandoned it for a bit lmao

to Amadeus Amadeus, lmao im im glad people here are liking chatterbox ff (wouldn't call her sassy really since i don't consider their tone of speaking as 'sass,' but more like just honestly saying what's on their mind out loud whenever possible) ALSO yes they did indeed think about healing all might, but might have some doubts about it for obvious reasons (screams in trust) and if you're worried this might be a bit of a deux ex machina, i'd say foo could be capable of healing all might given enough resources lmao

as for Galaxy Creator of Pisces, i doubt it honestly, since there'd be no actual reason for ff to tell all might (or anyone, really) their true identity. plus, if they'd say their true identity, this story wouldn't be going the way i wanted it to lmao

to answer A5-2874213225 grineer, probably, maybe, possibly, er, yes? (i like to think it'd be one-sided with ff being fascinated by kouta's quirk and kouta getting weirded out lmao)

and to other reviews, thank you for the feedback! i'm looking forward to hear more critiques, suggestions, or just simple comments about the story. see ya!