Bakugo Stood In The Field Staring At His Opponent. Uraraka. She Looked At Him With A Hard Face, One That

Have you read multi-chapter fanfic and you kudos it cus it's good but then the author posts something that ruins it and you're all like "I need that kudos back, thanks"

I guess the thing is I have been betrayed by fanfics, and I wish I had the power to take my kudos back

here is a li'preveiw.

All might could see that his young predecessor was trying but failing to take down a single robot.

'He can't use one for all yet, can he? Oh dear. It must be hard for him. If only could tell him to take a break, then he would figure out how to use it out of pure spite,' All Might thought, putting his chin on his hand as he leaned closer to the screen.

"Alright, we only have a few more minutes to wait to see how everyone will react to our real test." the strange bear, cat, mouse thing that was called Principal Nezu announced.

All the other teachers murmured in excitement, but All Might could only worry.

'Come on young Midoriya, this is your last chance to prove yourself.' he pleaded to the mini Midoriya on screen, ‘I know you can do it. Where is the fire that you showed me when we first met?’

Chapter five!!! Whoop whoop!

Marinette was usually the first people to get to her class. She was proud of her punctuation and how she was almost never late, unlike a certain blond boy who was almost late to every class.

When marinette walked into class she immediately glanced over to where Chloe was standing. The blonde brat was standing in front of Marinette’s own desk. When Chloe spotted her a frown spread across the drama queens face.

“Who would even like her” marinette heard her mutter darkly as she walked away and back to her own desk where Sabrina sat, finishing Chloe’s homework. Marinette now saw what she was angry about.

Chapter three!!! I can barely believe it. I wrote this much. 

Here y’all get a little preview this time.

Coccinelle could tell that chat noir’s heart wasn’t in the fight today. He had been very quiet the entire time, missing several opportunities for cheesy cat puns. Coccinelle could tell the something was wrong. Something hurting inside him.

Chat noir tripped over a loose tile while they fought a akuma on the roof tops. With an unmanly shreik he stumbled towards the edge of the roof. Coccinelle turned her attention to him, throwing her yo-yo at him. It wrapped around his waist as he began to fall, and with a sharp tug she pulled him back on the roof.

Midoriya started to mutter under his breath before he realized what he was doing. When he did, he sat up and then trudged over to Kirishima's room. He knocked on the door and waited. Kirishima opened with a cheerful, "What's up?"

"Hit me. In the face." Izuku ordered. Kirishima looked shocked.

"What? I can't do that."

"Do it!" Midoriya growled. As soon as he said that Kirishima smacked him so hard that he fell to the side. Grunting in pain, Midoriya stood up and said, "Thanks."

"Uh, you're welcome, I guess," Kirishima said confusedly.

Ever since the camping incident, Bakugo had been feeling confused, bewildered, a little angry, confuzzled, tricked, fooled, bamboozled, and unhinged. Things just weren’t making sense to him. It was like he had woken up that morning to find that his dad had an anger problem and his mother had become the sweetest creature on earth. Or gravity had shifted so that he could walk on the ceiling.

Why had Izuku saved him? It didn’t make sense. Midoriya didn’t even like him, didn’t even acknowledge his presence when they were standing in the same room. Sure, Midoriya had saved him before, but that was different. This time he was inviting himself to a world of pain. Bakugo had been scared, but if he could do it all over again, he would have had Midoriya stay. The kid had broken arms for goodness' sake.

Chapter two of my first fanfiction.

After 45 minutes on the bullet train, Izuku found himself nearing the address of Gran Torino.

“Gotta be one awesome...” he said to himself as he walked up. The building looked ready to fall apart at the slightest breeze. The welcome sign that hung over the door was hanging by a thread and about to fall at any moment. The building was surrounded by black and yellow warning stripes. All in all, it was a very shabby place.

“...guy...”

Izuku opened the front door and peeked his head in.

“Hey, I have come from U.A. high school! Is there a gran Torino in here? It’s Midoriya!” Izuku called out. Then he looked down and saw an old man on the floor, red surround him and what looked like his guts, spilled on the floor.

“OH no! He's dead! They're gonna think I killed him!” Izuku cried out.

“Do you think that Midoriya wouldn’t do this again for you?” Todoroki questioned Iida, ignoring Kirishima.

“That is beside the point!" Iida spluttered.

“I have no doubt that if I was the one kidnapped... That Deku would being leading the charge to save me.” Bakugo added, “Even if it’s only to prove that he’s better than me.”

“Nobody said that we’re gonna break any laws...” Kirishima stepped forward.

“You don’t seriously think that we’re planning to smash the door, guns blazing? Do you?” Todoroki asked challengingly. Iida bit his lip hard as he struggled to find something to say.

“we’re getting him back without a fight. It's gonna be a covert mission. That’s how were heroes in training can fight... on the right side of the law!”

“I am coming too.” Yaoyorozu added, “You might need my help.”

“Yeah! We have to save him. He would do it for us!” Uraraka added.

“There’s no swaying you...” Iida muttered under his breath, in a louder voice he added, “In that case... take me with you!”