Wings

Chapter 11

After hearing the conversation between Todoroki and Izuku, they went to lunch. She was informed all the girls had to wear a cheerleader uniform. So Yaoyorozu made them for all in Class 1-A. They headed back onto the field. 

"Get those foam fingers in the air!" Present Mic shouted. "It's almost time for the last round! But before that! Good news for everyone who didn't make the finals. Since this is a sports festival, we've prepared some super-fun side games that everyone can participate in! We even brought in cheerleaders from America to get your blood pumping!"

"Ah--" Aizawa gasped.

"Hold up," Present Mic said. 

"What are they doing?" Aizawa asked. Eva glanced around to see the girls in her class were the only ones in cheer uniforms for UA. They all began to feel super embarrassed. 

"Looks like Class 1-A is going' full-on fan service!" Present Mic announced Kaminari and Mineta cackled. 

What?! You tricked us?" Yaoyorozu shouted angrily at the two. "You're gonna regret this!" She fell to her knees in defeat. "Why is it that I always end up falling for that little pervert's stupid schemes?" Urakaka and Eva kneeled beside her. "I even used my Quirk to make these outfits."

"I appreciate making holes for my wings," Eva said as Urakaka patted Yaoyorozu's back. "Thank you."

"Ugh, I hate those guys!" Jiro growled, throwing her pompoms to the ground. 

"Well, we do have a little time before the finals start, and I kinda like these uniforms, so..." Haragkure said as she waved her pompoms around. "How 'bout we just roll with it!" She danced around a bit.

"Are you crazy!" Jiro yelled.

"Wow, Toru. You've got skills," Tsu complimented. 

"Have fun competing in these little side games, everyone!" Present Mic encouraged the cheers of the fans. The screen turned to brackets. "After they're over, the 18 students from the top four teams will be duking out one-on-one in a tournament-style fighting competition! I promise you're not going to want to miss these epic matchups!"

"Aw, yeah," Kirishima breathed. "Finally getting the chance to show what we're made of. I watched these finals every year and now I'm actually in them!"

"So wait. Is it always a tournament?" Mina asked. 

"The final's always a one-on-one competition, but they switch it up every time."

"Last year it was a foam sword-fighting match," Eva added. 

"Come closer and draw lots to see who you're up against," Midnight ordered. "Then enjoy the recreational games before we start. The 18 finalists have the option of participating in those activities or sitting out to prepare for battle. I'm sure you all want to conserve your stamina. I'll start with the first-place team."

"Um. Excuse me," Ojiro interrupted raising his hand. "Sorry, but I'm withdrawing. " Everyone gasped.

"Ojiro, no way!" Izuku gasped.

"Ojiro?" Eva asked. "Are you sure?"

"But this is a rare chance for you to get scouted," Iida reminded him. 

"It just won't be right," Ojiro said, lowering his hand. "I barely remember anything from the cavalry battle until the very end of it." Izuku gasped. "I...think it was that guy's Quirk. I know this a great opportunity. I wish I could take advantage of it, but my conscience won't let me. 

"Just think about this," Iida advised. 

"I have, okay?" Ojiro grunted. "Everyone gave their all in round two, but I was just someone's puppet. No way. I don't wanna advance if I don't even know how I got here. It wouldn't be fair."