Aoyama liked his 'beauty sleep'. He liked the quiet that came from having Tokoyami and Midoriya as next door neighbours (excluding the occasional mutter session that got too excited and Dark Shadow in general). So, obviously, when he heard scraping against his wall, he was annoyed.

What could Midoriya be up to at 5am, anyway?

He rolled over, content to ignore it, except the noise didn't stop. No, if anything it got louder. Aoyama resigned himself to his fate and decided to investigate.

Knock. Knock.

The scratching stopped momentarily, before Midoriya's muffled voice called out, "Hello?"

Aoyama sighed, "Midoriya, c'est five dans le morning - could you quieten down?"

More shuffling, but Midoriya didn't open the door. Aoyama frowned, "Midoriya?"

"Aoyama could you give me a hand with something?" said boy responded hesitantly.

"D'accord, Midoriya, mais pourquoi?"

"I'm a bit stuck."

"Oh."

Oh, indeed, Aoyama thought to himself as he stepped into the other's room. The usual yellow of Midoriya's All Might collection glared at him as he switched on the light, but - surprisingly - the most outlandish part of his room was the boy himself. Only his face and one of his feet were visible, the rest of the boy tangled up in an All Might duvet. Whilst that alone would've been manageable for Midoriya, he seemed to have wedged himself between the wall and bed frame, the mattress sticking outwards from its usual spot.

Mon dieu, he thought.

"How did you even -"

"Bad dreams plus strength quirk," Midoriya admitted, abashed. "U-Usually I'm fine, but... yeah."

Aoyami smirked, "Then you're the damsel once again, mon ami."

Midoriya flushed at the mention of the disastrous Entrance Exam, and wriggled in distress. Aoyama grinned at him and pulled at his blanket prison.

For a moment, it seemed to work, until Aoyama huffed and dropped him further down the gap, panting before realising what he'd done. Mon dieu...

Trying again only had the same results.

Midoriya looked at him, piteously wedged in the wall, and offered Aoyama a small smile. "Should we get Tokoyami?"

"... Mais Mineta is next door?"

Midoriya laughed a little, "I know, but his quirk gets things stuck more, and physically - he'd probably get stuck too."

Aoyama shrugged, "Vrais, I will get Tokoyami."

Iida Tenya was used to listening to the things that go bump in the night - after all, he was born and raised in a hero family that specialised in rapid response. He knew that Bakougo had an almost daily ritual of sneaking to the kitchen at 3am, just like he knew that Jirou liked to watch the sky on cloudless nights - she started at differing times, but always came down by midnight.

One thing that stayed constant, however, was that Aoyama slept like a brick in the room beneath his.

So, when he began to hear voices below, and the sound of something heavy being dropped, he knew Midoriya was involved. Because Midoriya was always involved with class shenanigans and drama.

Iida looked at his clock and frowned: 5:12am. The only person up by then was Todoroki, usually, and he tended to stick to the roof or the common area. Meaning it was most likely Midoriya.

Iida donned some socks and headed for the stairs.

When he arrived on the floor, he expected to see Midoriya and Aoyama doing something incredibly ill-thought out (though, unbeknownst to him, they'd already passed that stage); he didn't expect to see Aoyama dragging a reluctant Tokoyami towards Midoriya's room.

They obviously hadn't expected to see him either, since all three of them paused, staring at each other like in the showdowns of classic western movies of old. Aoyami's hand was frozen on Tokoyami's shoulder, and he brazenly told Iida: "This isn't what it looks like."

Iida stood rigid, "So you aren't dragging Tokoyami into helping you clean up whatever mess Midoria's gotten into?"

"It's exactly what it looks like, then, mon ami."

Tokoyami snorted.

"As class president I cannot condone you disrupting other students' sleep," the French-butchering boy shrunk under his gaze, "...so I will help you resolve this as quickly as possible."

"Fantastique! J'ai essayé l'aider mais Midoriya is very stuck!"

Iida paused, as did Tokoyami, "Stuck?"

"Oui, c'est better to see for yourselves." Aoyama led them into Midoriya's yellow /yellow/ room and sparkled brightly - "Ta da!"

Midoriya offered the confused pair a small hello from his position wedged by the wall. One of his feet poked out from the blanket, which he used to wave at them. Due to Aoyama's prior "help", he was almost upside down. Assumably, his head was touching the floor, since he commented on Iida's striped socks.

Iida worried about blood rush at that point.

"Should we even ask?" Tokoyami muttered, Dark Shadow cackling beside him.

"... P-Probably not."

Midoriya's voice was muffled, and Iida truly began to worry about his air flow. He crouched down and looked beneath the bed frame, sighing as he met eyes with the smaller boy.

"I'm assuming you have a plan for this?" he asked.

"Well, t-technically I did, but I didn't know Aoyami would get you too, so this may be a little easier," he mumbled, "Or w-worse, I don't know."

Tokoyami sat down in Midoriya's chair, Dark Shadow twisting around to look at different All Might Merchandise. "Let's hear it, then," he said.

"I-I figured that if Tokoyami and either Dark Shadow or Aoyama pulled the bed out a bit, the other could just stop me falling awkwardly or just making sure nothing get broken," Midoriya explained, his body wiggling in its blanket prison as he tried to add gestures. His free foot dropped as no one said anything, "Damage c-con-control, basically. Yeah..."

Aoyama clapped politely. "Je l'adore. I will catch you, Iida and Tokoyami can pull the bed and Dark Shadow can watch, oui?"

There was a pause, in which Iida assumed Midoiya had nodded, before his verbal confirmation.

Dark Shadow whooped in delight, "Alright, let's go!"

Iida, too, grinned, and grabbed one side of the bed, Aoyama slipping beneath it. Tokoyami grabbed the other end and, with a shared nod, the pair jerked the bed frame from the wall, Dark Shodow rushing to catch the dislodged hero paraphlaneia.

Aoyama yelped from beneath the bed as Midoriya all but landed on him.

"S-Sorry," the boy apologised, still immobilized in his garish yellow cocoon.

"C'est fine, Midoriya, mais for someone so petit you're quite heavy," Aoyama said and, beside Iida, Dark Shadow cackled with glee. "Maintenant let's get you out from here."

Midoriya, red faced (and was that embarrassment or blood rush?), was eventually pulled out from under the bed. Iida and Tokoyami pushed it back against the wall before turning to the boy.

"Midoriya, what were you doing down there, anyway?" Iida asked, ignoring Tokoyami's "He was hosting a revelry in the dark."

Midoriya stood up and pushed his duvet back onto his bed, "I didn't mean to, I just.. just slipped, I guess."

Iida looked at him, the others and then his gaze drifted to Midoriya's All Might clock. He stiffly straightened, "Right, everyone back to bed, then, we have school today!"

Aoyama sighed behind him.

"Oh, r-right," Midoriya mumbled, scratching the back of his head, "Sorry for waking you guys up."

"I was up anyway, Midoriya," Tokoyami headed for the door.

"Oh, okay, right right. So, uh, do you all mind... possiblynottellingtheothersaboutthis?"

Iida nodded firmly, "They will not hear of it from me, Midoriya."

The other two gave half-hearted agreements and left, Iida still stood next to his green-haired friend.

"Goodnight," he headed for the door before smiling at Midoriya, "Or, technically, good morning."

Iida grinned to himself he heard the other splutter, already half way back to the stairs. Absently, he noted how Dark Shadow was strangely silent when Midoriya asked them to keep quiet about the incident.

Iida, consequently, was not surprised when all of Class 1-A knew about it by lunch time.