Only Exception

Something stupid

"Umm" Toga raised her hand "It's a board!"

"I know it's a board" he grunted "I meant what's IN the board" he pointed at it again "Ive spent all night coming up with these ideas for this concert!"

The band stared at the board intently, it was just a jumbled mess of doodles, writings, and random numbers and titles that due to Shigaraki's crack headed behavior couldn't be made out.

"Come on! Don't stay quiet! Tell me how cool these ideas are!" His eyes widened in deranged excitement, most likely high on Monster Energy and whatever the fuck else he took. The leader's caffeine chugging look of impatience staring deep into the band members looks of complete confusion.

Dabi took another sip and squinted his eyes trying to figure out what some of the writing said.

"A choir...?" He glanced at the leader who had begun to scratch his neck quite fast.

"You read that right!"

"Hey what's Act One?" Himiko stares at the scribbles that said Act One, as it was probably the only thing she could decipher due to its piss poor writing.

"THEY ARE CHAPTERS HIMIKO! CHAPTERS FOR THE STORY-!"

"Wait you know we're in a fanfic too?!" Twice gasped in shock before turning serious "The author didn't say anything about replacing me..."

"Jin, what are you talking about?" The drummer asked, shaking his shoulder slightly.

"Nothing!" His attitude completely changed, he looked back at the board "Boss has completely lost it though"

"HAVE NOT! ILL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT IVE COME UP WITH THE PERFECT CONCERT!"

"Can you explain that to us sober?" Dabi asked as he sipped his coffee.

"SOBER?! I AM SOBER!" Shigaraki scratched his neck harder "WHO ELSE COULD HAVE COME UP WITH THIS MASTERPIECE??"

"Shigaraki, don't scratch so hard -" Mr. Compress tried to tell Shigaraki but the man child wasn't listening. Having this manic look on his face, scratching his neck and with red eyes wide open.

"I've ascended to godhood" he muttered aloud, grinning widely, the band looked at Dabi for help, the singer mentally groaned and set his coffee down.

"Oh my God-" he gets to Shigaraki's line of vision "You are not ascending to godhood! You are just dehydrated!"

"OUT OF MY WAY, GAY BOY!" He pushed the singer away, and gave him the finger before grabbing the board "IM ABOUT TO LIBERATE OUR DIVINE SELVES FROM THIS MORTAL SHELL!"

"He's lost it" the band thought collectively, watching their leader lose his absolute shit. The leader looked back at the band and shoved the board to their faces

"DON'T YOU SEE?! THIS WILL HAVE EVERYTHING! A CHOIR, VIOLINS, STRONG SOUNDS, VERSES, CHAPTERS, MAYBE A STRIPPER POLE, OHH ITS GONNA BE SO GOOD, NO- BETTER! THE GREATEST CONCERT TO EVER BE PERFORMED ON THE REBEL DOME-"

He fell to the ground, not moving a muscle as if he didn't just lose his shit. The band stood still, not moving a muscle either.