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It had somehow become routine for the whole of class 1A to unwind on the weekend with ‘Friday Night Game Night!’
(Not to be confused with ‘Saturday Night Movie Night!’ which had already had to ban Midoriya, Bakugou, Todoroki and Shinsou for talking too much during the films.)
“Why don’t we ever play Truth of Dare?” Mineta whines.
“Because 21 people would be a bit much? It wouldn't be much fun if you spend the whole time just waiting for your turn...”
“Well that’s an easy fix.” Mineta says, face twisting into a lecherous grin. “All you guys can go play over there and me and the girls can-”
“That’s a great idea Mineta!” Midoriya practically yells, appearing right beside them.
“It is?” asks Mineta.
“It is???” splutters Kirishima.
“It is!” crows Midoriya, face shining with his signature beam. “We could divide into teams!” If he notices Mineta's face falling it isn't visible in the way he pulls a notebook out of nowhere and begins scribbling away. “Five teams of four people each and we can tweak the rules a bit to make it more interesting. Like whoever’s turn it is can challenges a team and say ‘Truth or Dare’ and then the team they challenged has to pick someone to represent them for that round who would then issue the next challenge...”
He devolves into mumbling, quickly organizing the teams and jotting down some rules.
“Hey one second! Why is there a sixth team with only my name on it???”
Midoriya turns to Mineta with a wide-eyed expression dripping with naïve innocence. “21 doesn’t divide by five evenly and since you were so eager to play truth or dare, I figured you wouldn’t mind.”
Mineta is left speechless and Midoriya passes the list around with his bright smile back in place.
Sero tapes the rules to the wall as Todoroki pats Mineta on the back.
Hard.
“What a good sport.” He says in a low dry tone. “Lets have fun”
Mineta shudders.
“Alright dudes-”
“And dudettes.”
“-and dudettes! Let's get this thing started! Team Kirishima! Challenges! Team Ojibro!”
“Choose your challenger!” Ashido yells.
“Who named the teams?” Jirou whispers. Koda shrugs.
“Uh. Ok. I guess I’ll-”
“I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE!!!!” Kaminari screams.
He blinks over at where Ojirou is now bent double with his hands over his ears. “Oh sorry. I’ve always wanted to say that so I got a little excited…”
"a little too excited." mumbles Ojirou.
“Alright then!” Ashido pumps a fist in the air and grins wickedly. “Truth or dare Kaminari!”
“DARE!!!!!”
Sero flinches back so hard he falls off the couch.
“YES! I dare you to keep quiet until your next turn!”
“Uh.” Midoriya immediately interjects. “His next turn or his team’s next turn? Cuz if he can’t talk then he can’t volunteer again so-”
Ashido’s grin widens with glee. “His next turn.”
The class winces in sympathy as the pouting blonde sits back down.
“Uh. Team... Ojiro... challenges Team… Mineta?”
“You don’t have to call it a team! Everyone knows it's just me!”
“Choose your challenger!” Ashido yells, ignoring both his statement and his hateful glare.
“Truth or Dare Mineta.”
“Humph. Do you even have to ask? I’m not some coward-”
Half the class develops a simultaneous coughing fit.
Mineta whines. “Just give me a dare already.”
Kaminari is rapidly typing on his phone.
Beside him, Sero’s phone begins dinging repeatedly.
The black haired boy glances at the screen before silencing the device with an overly dramatic wink and a cheery “I’ll call them back later.”
Kaminari promptly tackles him.
The two roll around the floor and their classmate’s simply lift their legs out of the way and pay them no further mind.
“I got one.” Sato says, tapping his team captain on the shoulder. Ojiro gratefully steps back and Sato tosses one of his extra large sugar packets to Mineta.
“Eat this!” he says proudly.
For some reason Midoriya starts choking on his water.
“Are you serious? You can’t make me eat things! Those are the worst kinds of dares!”
The six females in the class immediately sit up straight but Mineta is too busy whining to notice.
“Oh my god! You’re the biggest fucking baby in the goddamn universe! Is the bottom of your costume actually a diaper, you little pissbaby!!! Shut your fucking piehole until you decide to use it to get your shitty dare out of the way!!!”
Mineta’s eyes narrow even further. “Fine.” he sniffs. “Then I dare you next Bakugou.”
“Uh that’s not how the rules-”
“Done and done now eat the damn dare!”
Mineta gets it done, with way more groaning and complaining than strictly necessary but finally he’s choked down the last of it, (is denied a drink) and croaks out to Bakugou.
“I dare you to go the rest of the night without swearing.”
There’s a couple of sharp inhales and Bakugou freezes in place.
Kaminari and Sero roll into the wall, prompting Kaminari to break his dare with a low ‘ow’ but no one even notices.
Bakugou’s lips pull back into the scariest smile his friends have ever seen.
“I’ve got that shift in the flunking bag.”
And then he laughs maniacally. “I won’t swear for the rest of this crafty night.”
Midoriya sighs and shakes his head. “Not again…”
Bakugou whirls on Team Shinsou. “Oi! Half n Half Bastion! Truth or Dare”
Todoroki’s mouth works silently but Shinsou speaks up first. “We’re supposed to pick someone.”
Bakugou smirks widely. “Funk that shirt! If Punking Icyhot is too chicken-ship he should just say so!”
“Make it stop.” Kaminari cries.
“Hey! You broke your dare! Penalty!” Jirou cheers. “Your team is out of the rotation for two rounds!”
“What? That’s not in the rules!”
Shoji crosses his arms and laughs while Koda points.
At the very bottom of the rules paper is a hastily scrawled ‘Breaking your dare penalty = no turn for two rounds.’
“You just added that now!”
“Prove it!” Jirou challenges, twirling a pen between her fingers.
Kaminari splutters but Ojiro and Sero just pull him back down into his seat.
“Truth.” Todoroki says out of nowhere.
Shinsou shakes his head but doesn’t challenge.
Bakugou grins evilly. “Why is your hero name Shoto?”
“Dare.” Todoroki says seriously.
Ashido, Uraraka and Jiro all start yelling about the rules and Todoroki quickly murmurs something to Bakugou.
The blonde cackles loudly and slaps Todoroki on the back and the class starts yelling about cheats.
“It’s in the rules.” Todoroki deadpans.
All eyes turn to the paper where in teeny tiny letters written sideways across the margin is ‘as long the challenger hears the truth it counts.’
Midoriya guiltily hides a pen behind his back.
Iida tries to restore order but to no avail and it’s not until Midoriya has picked him up together with Tsuyu and Uraraka and started to carry them around the room that they realize Todoroki has continued the game without them.
“Alright!” Midoriya sets his three teammates back down and turns to Team Momo. “Truth or Dare”
“Choose your challenger.” Ashido mumbles half heartedly.
Momo steps forward. “It would be an honor and a privilege to represent my team for this round.”
Midoriya blinks. “Oh. Uh. Okay… Truth or Dare?”
The tall girl flushes and covers her face with her hands and her teammates immediately converge on her with Jirou shooting Midoriya a dark look.
“Dare.” Momo says finally.
“Do an Abe Lincoln impression!”
There’s silence.
Then a collective “Who?”
Bakugou snorts while Midoriya flusters.
Jirou simply pulls up google and hands her phone to Momo.
“Wait. He’s on American money right?” Sato asks hesitantly.
At Midoriya’s nod Ojiro speaks up. “Wasn’t he the first president of the United States? Some kind of General?”
“No you’re thinking of George Washington from the $1 bill.” calls Ashido. “He was a notorious thief that specialized in stealing cherry pie.”
Iida’s voice is scandalized. ”and they put him on their money???”
Ashido frowns. “Maybe I’m remembering wrong...”
“No no. I remember something about that too! Some kind of rhyme we used to sing while jumping rope?” Jirou puts in.
“Guys come on! You’re distracting Momo from her research!”
All eyes turn to Momo who is now sporting a false black beard and the tallest top hat they’ve ever seen.
“Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.”
“Uh Momo?”
“Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.”
“That’s enough Momo.”
“But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate—we can not consecrate—we can not hallow—this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here.”
“You can stop now.”
Momo keeps going until finally she ends with “...and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.”
She sits back down primly and smiles wide. “How did I do?”
The class groans but Koda, Shoji and Jirou all assure her that she was wonderful.
They don’t however remind her that she is still wearing the beard.
Momo beams happily before her eyes turn to Mineta, an uncharacteristic darkness in them that wasn’t there before. “Truth or Dare Mineta.”
“Hey I’ll be your dare any day baby-“
“I dare you to eat 2 sheets of paper.”
“Sheet.” Bakugou murmurs to himself. “Forgot about that one. Could’ve called halfie a piece of sheet...”
“Stop making me eat things!”
“I’ve got the paper!” Ochako calls with glee.
“My notebook!” yells Midoriya in horror.
Kaminari claps Mineta on the back. “Your fate is inevitable.”
“More like inedible.” Sero laughs.
Mineta continues whining and wheedling but the girls all pitch in with ripping the papers into smaller pieces and balling them up and in no time they are presenting Mineta with a plate.
“Bottoms up!” Hagakure cheers.
“Bon appetite!” calls Aoyama.
Once again Mineta chokes his dare down and once again is denied water.
He whirls on Team Kirishima with a manic expression. “Bakugou and Kirishima have both had turns already! So I challenge Team Kirishima! Truth or Dare!!!”
Bakugou scoffs. “Calm down you crampy grape flipper. It’s just a funky game!”
Sero screams into his hands as Kaminari wails in the background.
Ashido steps forward, chin up and fists clenched. “Dare.” she says loudly but without any of her usual enthusiasm.
“I dare you to kiss Yaoyorozu!!!”
“Objection!” Kirishima yells.
“What? There’s no objections in Truth or Dare!!!”
IIda flips over the rule paper showing the words ‘each team member gets one objection where after the truth or dare is declared they can swap out for a teammate.’
“That wasn’t there before!!!”
“Calm yourself.” Tokoyami intones gravely. “If there is madness afoot it is only in your own mind.”
Behind him Dark Shadow cackles and clicks the pen he's holding.
Kirishima ignores the ongoing conversation and drops to one knee before Yaoyorozu. “ May I have the lady’s hand for a moment.”
The girls all squeal as Mineta shrieks about lips but Momo simply holds out her hand and lets him kiss the back of it.
The sound of a camera phone going off pierces the sudden silence and Kirishima leaps to his feet to begin chasing Hagakure.
“No! Delete it! If you put it on the group then Sensei will see!” he wails.
Iida gets to his feet and tries to intervene but they simply run circles around him while he chops uselessly with his hands. “...terribly rude to take pictures without prior consent…”
“So who’s turn is it? Kirishima looks busy.”
“...and to chase one of our female classmates in such a manner is most…”
“Well Kiri was tapping out Ashido so we could just let her go next.”
“...as both class president and a fellow hero student I must insist…”
“Alright, awesome! I challenge Team Iida!”
“...cease and desist at once or- Oh. Is it our turn?”
Uraraka giggles and waves a hand. “You do you Iida. We got this.”
“Truth, kero.”
“Hmm.” Ashido taps her chin and side-eyes her only remaining teammate. “I was expecting dare… you got anything?”
“Do you eat flies?” Bakugou asks immediately.
“OBJECTION!” shrieks Uraraka.
Every person in the room flinches back and Uraraka rubs the back of her head sheepishly. “Sorry guys. I just. If the answer is yes. I don’t wanna know.”
“That’s fair, kero.”
Uraraka stands tall, her face bright with determination. “No! I do not eat flies!”
“No ship!” Bakugou laughs.
Tsuyu turns towards Mineta.
“Truth or dare, kero.”
“Fucking, again??? Truth!!”
“Why haven’t you been expelled yet? -kero”
“What? What kind of question is that??? I can’t answer that!!”
“Ah ah ah. You get a dare now.” Aoyama calls, finger wagging disapprovingly.
“Excuse me?” Mineta shrieks.
“Yeah it’s in the rules.” Todoroki says dryly, eyes locked on something behind Mineta. “If someone doesn’t answer a truth satisfactorily then they get a dare as consequence.“
“Come off it! There’s no way that’s actually-“
Mineta cuts off as he turns to face the rules. There’s a bright yellow sticky note hanging from the bottom of the page.
Bakugou whistles nonchalantly and tosses his pen over his shoulder.
“I dare you to eat grass you little shirtstain.”
Mineta takes a step back. “It’s not your-”
“Dare you to eat grass!” The rest of the class choruses in unison.
“Come on guys! There isn’t even any grass here!”
Bakugou narrows his eyes in a glare that has Mineta eeping in fear.
“Listen here you song-of-a-bitcoin!”
Multiple classmates choke on their spit at that one
“You’re the one who wanted to play this croppy game! Don’t go backing out now just cuz the sheet hit the fan. Or are you actually a chicken-shift?”
“I can’t take you seriously when you’re talking like that!!!” Mineta wails.
Bakugou glances at his watch. “Tell you what you funky piece of craft. You go get grass right now and I’ll quit the game.”
“Deal!” Mineta shouts, racing for the front door.
He’s barely made it outside when they can all hear him slam into a patroling Aizawa Sensei.
“Breaking curfew Mineta?” Their teacher’s voice wafts through the still open doorway.
Bakugou grins from where he’s already at the elevators. “Peace suckers.”
He flashes a peace sign as the doors slide shut leaving the room in silence.
“So manly.” Kirishima whispers reverently.
Somehow that is enough to snap everyone out of their stupors and by the time Aizawa Sensei steps inside, no trace of the game remains.