Copycat (KNY x BNHA reader) [DISCONTINUED]

第31章

Yeah, so we both had to wear dresses.

"SHEEEEEEEESH" Kaminari, Sero, Mina and Kirishima all simultaneously did 'the pose', harmonizing with each other.

"SHUT THE HELL UP—"

"Silence, everyone!" Karen clapped. "I want every single one of you to make posters about the characters and present them to me by next week! So get working!"

"Hey mamas," I bit my lip, walking up to Mina and a few others. "Is it just me or are y'all getting Third Grade Warfare flashbacks."

"You ain't the only one." Kirishima solemnly shook his head, brushing away a dramatic tear. "Oh, the frightful times...."

"Anyways—" Sero butted in. "Do you think 'Dogwater' is an appropriate title for the poster?"

"HELL YEAH—"

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"Everyone!" Karen clapped her hands effectively capturing the entire class's attention. "The principal is here, so everyone be respectful!"

"Hello, Miss ThatVeganTeacher."  Obama said, walking into the class. "I hope you are all doing well today."

"IS THAT THE GRIM REAPER?!" I whisper-yelled at Kaminari.

"HELL YEAH-" He whisper-yelled back.

"I heard you people are studying about Hamilton?" Obama started chatting with ThatVeganTeacher, who blushed.

"Y-y-y-y-yes!" She stuttered.

Unable to watch the horror, I turned my back on them and continued talking with the Bakusquad.

"Hey (Y/N), could you perhaps go fill up a water bucket for my MLG trickshot?" Aoyama asked. "I'm a bit too busy to get it myself..."

"Of course of course!" I winked. "Anything pour notre roi."

"Thank you, ma chéri." He winked back.

I said a quick goodbye to my gang and headed to the washroom.

'I'm pretty sure the Janitor's stuff is here... they wouldn't mind if I took a bucket, right?'

I snatched the bucket, filled it up with water, then headed back to the class.

"I wonder how much XP All Might has.." I murmured, actually pausing a moment to think about it.

I felt something awfully wrong creeping upon me, like a spider. I decided to just shake the vibe off.

"Hello (Y/N)!" KermitTheFrog greeted, snapping me out of my trance.

"Wassup." I waved back, a nervous smile on my face.

I quickly ran back to the class and gave Aoyama the bucket.

He gave me a dazzling fire as he took it. "Merci— wOAH WAIT YOU'RE ON FIRE??!"

"What?" I looked at my hands, and yes I was in fact burning; although I didn't feel it.

"Damn am I Goku or sumn—"

I widened my eyes in realization, observing the Dark Pink fire.

"This looks like Nezuko's flames?" I questioned out loud.

"Chile you're literally on fire who the fuck is Na Zuko"

"Hey y'all I gotta leave—" I waved them goodbye. "My sister needs me!"

"James Charles—?!"

"nO NOT THAT KIND OF SISTERS—"

I yeeted myself out of the room anyways, running up many flights of stairs and ending up on the roof.

"Okay so how the fuck do I get out of here—" I looked at the ground, which was far enough so that if I jump I would, effectively, die.

"Lmao maybe if I sewer slide™️ then I would kill my unconscious and return to my conscious."

I froze of a moment, elevator music behind eyes.

"To be honest I just uttered random shit but damn that doesn't actually sound that bad—"

And so I threw myself off the building.

Like that one Kermit vine.

I mean at least I did a flip—

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To be honest this chapter was really just an excuse to write crack in the middle of a war 💀 and I hold to regrets ✋

By the way if you're a man reading this and you want to wear a dress but is too nervous to, don't be!

I only used that scene for crackfic™️ purposes, and if you decide to wear a dress I fully support you!

Love y'all! <3

P.S
Regoku's mom is a milf

P.P.S
I don't regret saying that.

P.P.P.S
I'm this close 🤏 to learning how to shift realities to get railed by the Upper Moons