RichardWhereat
Feanor did nothing wrong.
- Location
- Australia
And to get to the point where it is sufficient or acceptable, he'd have to kill most of the ninja population. So, he's really just an unknown enemy of Konoha.
How to Train Your Endbringer
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Taylor’s Adventures in the Land of Oh God Why is it On Fire? - Part Eight: A Mission!
RavensDagger
Officially Infracted Speceist since 2019!
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Queen Administrator's Multiverse Adventures or; How Everyone Started Worrying and Taylor Took Over the Worlds
Alt Title: Taylor's Adventures in the Land of Oh God Why is it On Fire?
Part Eight: A Mission!
Timoshii was a Genin intern. Timoshii had been working in the Hokage tower for about three months. Timoshii probably should have gone home when the ANBU guarding the tower started to look excited, but then one of the Jounin had asked for printouts of some forms and then the ANBU had all asked for coffee and then he got to meet the Hokage and then they needed someone to make sure the conference room on the fourth floor was clean and then he made his way downstairs and started talking to Jeshika, the cute girl who worked at the reception desk.
He thought he was on the verge of getting digits when Jeshika asked him to watch the desk for just a minute while she went to the little girl's room.
In hindsight, he should have refused. That was probably against protocol.
In fact, he should pick up the phone and call someone. Maybe the Jonin in charge. Maybe the Hokage. Maybe his mom. Instead, he opened his mouth and squeaked.
"Um, I'm here to register a mission."
Timoshii stared at the girl across the desk from him. She was tall, taller than he expected somehow. Her robes hid most of her proportions, but it was still obvious that she was on the thinner side, almost lanky.
"Ah," he said before looking around the room. At this time of day, which was to say smack in the middle of lunch time, the mission room was fairly quiet. His desk was the only one that was open and all the others around were either ANBU who were quietly staring or other office drones just like him who were also starring, but with less subtlety. "Well, you've come to the right place, ma'am," he said. He wasn't sure what the protocols for dealing with a foreign dignitary were, but being polite couldn't hurt.
She grinned at him and turned to her three Genin. "You guys go wait outside, this shouldn't take long.
The three nodded and, without so much as a whisper, disappeared.
He noticed some of the ANBU startle at that, but it was above his pay grade. "So, how can I help?"
"Ah, right, I want to register a mission for Konoha. A very important mission."
"I see," he said. A bit of rooting around in the desk and he found a booklet that outlined the general sorts of missions they received and their rankings and prices. "Can you give me some details?"
"It's an escort mission. With lots of VIPs. I think your missions go from D-rank to A-rank, right?" she asked.
He nodded. "That's how they work, yes. D-ranked missions are usually for new Genin and A-ranked for the more experienced ninja." That much wasn't a village secret or anything. "The prices match the level of expertise of the ninja selected."
"That makes sense. In that case I want to register for an A-rank escort mission."
"I see," he said. His mind jumped to the obvious conclusion; she wanted an escort back home. "In that case it will be... this form." He found the form for a standard escort mission and filled out the first few lines with the date and so on. "Where is this escort heading to?" he asked.
"Konoha."
He blinked but filled that in anyway. Maybe his first assumption was wrong. Were they bringing someone to the village? "And where is this escort starting?"
"Konoha."
Timoshii looked up. "Pardon?"
"I want an escort mission that goes all the way around the walls of Konoha."
"Uh," he said. He wasn't sure if that was allowed. "Okay?" he glimpsed over to the nearest ANBU, but the chicken-maked man just shrugged.
"Yes. I would like some specific people to be the ninjas on that mission."
Timoshii stiffened a little. Asking for specific ninja was a red flag. Konoha had had its share of kidnapping attempts in the past. "Which ninja would that be?"
"Well," the girl said a little bashful. She scratched her nose. "Not a specific-specific person. I just want the group to all be members of that dog clan."
"Dog clan... the Inuzuka?"
"The puppy people, yes," she said.
"M-may I ask why?" he asked.
She frowned, but unlike the glowering look that the Hokage wore when he frowned, or someone like Ibiki's downright scary scowl, she looked like a kid that had been told that she could only have one cookie, not the whole jar. "I wanted to pet their puppies but they wouldn't let me see them."
"So you want to hire them for an A-rank mission instead?" he asked. He could almost see the logic, if he squinted.
"Exactly. I'd get an S-rank mission but apparently only your Hokage guy can hand those out."
"That's right," he said, jumping onto one of the first things she said that made perfect sense. He wasn't sure if the mission would ever be approved, probably not, but he entered the specifics she asked for anyway. "Ah, do you have a time table for this escort mission?"
"How about after lunch?" she asked. "The doggies need to walk to digest their lunch."
He looked at her, then at the clock on the nearby wall. It was early noon. That would be in less than an hour then. He had heard of missions with short delays but... "Well okay then," he said as he entered the additional detail. "Now, are you aware of how mission pricing goes?" he asked as he moved a pricing guide to the top of his paperwork. He moved to the A-rank mission pages and noted that the missions there all had a lot of zeroes on them. Even a cheap one would cover a person's rent for a year.
"No, I don't. And I don't have much of your local currency," she said. "Do you accept gold bullion?"
Timoshii looked up at her again in time to see her carefully pull out a flat, rectangular bar from her pocket. She placed it on the table before him with a heavy clunk.
"Uh. I don't think--"
Whatever he wasn't thinking would be a mystery because she huffed, cutting him off. "Fine then," she said before rooting around in her pockets again. This time she pulled out a scroll. Not one of the utilitarian sorts with cheap wooden end-caps and rough paper as they used for storage seals and official documents, but a carefully crafted, gilded scroll with end-caps that looked to be made of silver and gold. "How about this?"
She opened the scroll and placed it atop all of his paperwork. Timoshii, despite whatever alarms were sounding in the back of his head, looked down into the scroll and blinked. It was a map. A map of Konoha.
An exceptionally detailed map of Konoha with little dots on it that were moving. And next to each dot was a carefully written name.
"Oh, you can zoom in," the girl said as she reached over with pinched fingers, then spread them open right atop where the Hokage's tower was on the map. The image expanded over that area, then warped to a floor-by-floor view of the Hokage's tower. Each panel had a detailed layout of the floorplan and more little dots with names. Now that there was more room, each name also had the rank and titles of the people associated with them underneath.
Timoshii did not know they had that many basements.
He stared at the plan for their floor. The girl's name was 'None of Your Business' with the rank filled as 'Basically God.' She probably had a weird sense of humour... she definitely had a weird sense of humour.
The most concerning thing were all the names of people in the walls within hidden alcoves he knew nothing about. And the potted plant in the corner was an ANBU according to the map.
"Uh," he said.
"This one is only good for Konoha," she said before pulling out a pair of similar maps. "I have one for Iwa, and Sound, and Oto, and... all the other places too. But they're worth more than just one day's dog walking."
"More than one day?" he repeated. He was really, really hoping this was just some elaborate Genjutsu.
"At least a week of puppy walks. Per map." She rummaged in her pocket again.
"I've got other things. A bag in infinite gold? Elixir of life? I've got an alpha run Black Lotus? All sorts of other goodies really."
***
"Oi, Tsume!" One of the clan's pups screamed as he rushed into the kennels. He didn't even close the gate behind him, his partner nipping at his heel as he slid to a stop.
Tsume rapped her knuckle against his head. "What?" she asked. "What's so damned important that you'd bother me, and why is it that none of the brats in my clan have more than two cells to share between the lot of them? That gate was closed for a reason."
"Ah, sorry Tsume," the kid whined. "But the Hokage is here! He wants to talk."
Tsume huffed. "Is this some sort of prank?" she asked, but a sniff was enough to tell her otherwise. The Hokage's pipe smoke was both distinctive and cloying enough to stick to clothes. The brat had been near the old man and recently at that.
"No Tsume, he said he had to talk and that it was really important."
"Kuromaru," Tsume said. "Let's go!"
Her ninken huffed and moved away from the pups in the middle of the kennel. Their work would have to wait. "Close the damned gate," Tsume barked to the brat that had delivered his message a moment before she and Kuromaru disappeared with a shunshin.
The pair reappeared next to the gates of their compound and immediately took in the scents all around them. The two ANBU near the Hokage weren't alone, she could sniff out at least two more of them.
"Tsume," the old man said as he nodded to her.
She nodded back, a rare show of respect to someone she acknowledged as powerful. "Hokage. What's going on?"
The old man chewed on his pipe for a moment. "I have something of a strange request for you, my dear. A strange request indeed."
"Well, go on," she told him, her arms crossing over her chest.
"Hrm," the Hokage said. "What do you know of out newest guest in the village?"
Tsume raised one eyebrow. "Only what Kiba told me, and what's been going around the rumour mill. You're talking about the girl from Village?"
"Indeed," the Hokage said. "She has recently come to us with a request that we have a difficult time deciphering. It seems on the surface to be a simple mission request, but it is so simple and frankly childish that I cannot help but assume that there are ulterior motives at play."
"Alright," she said. Inter-clan and inter village politics, any politics really, weren't her favourite topics at the best of times. "What's that got to do with the Inuzuka?"
The Hokage reached into his robes and pulled out a small black scroll, the sort she had rarely seen before but immediately recognized. "I have an S-class mission for the Inuzuka clan. The details are within this scroll, but they are not classified. We can speak them aloud."
An S-class mission that wasn't classified? She'd heard of missions of that rank being declassified before, especially if they had gone tits up or were useful propaganda, but to start off that way was a new one.
"The Inuzuka clan," the Hokage began. "Must take a certain number of its canine partners, the age and ability of such being entirely up to you, out for a walk."
"What?"
***
You thought there would be more fighting? Hah! But no, it's dog walking!
Alt Title: Taylor's Adventures in the Land of Oh God Why is it On Fire?
Part Eight: A Mission!
Timoshii was a Genin intern. Timoshii had been working in the Hokage tower for about three months. Timoshii probably should have gone home when the ANBU guarding the tower started to look excited, but then one of the Jounin had asked for printouts of some forms and then the ANBU had all asked for coffee and then he got to meet the Hokage and then they needed someone to make sure the conference room on the fourth floor was clean and then he made his way downstairs and started talking to Jeshika, the cute girl who worked at the reception desk.
He thought he was on the verge of getting digits when Jeshika asked him to watch the desk for just a minute while she went to the little girl's room.
In hindsight, he should have refused. That was probably against protocol.
In fact, he should pick up the phone and call someone. Maybe the Jonin in charge. Maybe the Hokage. Maybe his mom. Instead, he opened his mouth and squeaked.
"Um, I'm here to register a mission."
Timoshii stared at the girl across the desk from him. She was tall, taller than he expected somehow. Her robes hid most of her proportions, but it was still obvious that she was on the thinner side, almost lanky.
"Ah," he said before looking around the room. At this time of day, which was to say smack in the middle of lunch time, the mission room was fairly quiet. His desk was the only one that was open and all the others around were either ANBU who were quietly staring or other office drones just like him who were also starring, but with less subtlety. "Well, you've come to the right place, ma'am," he said. He wasn't sure what the protocols for dealing with a foreign dignitary were, but being polite couldn't hurt.
She grinned at him and turned to her three Genin. "You guys go wait outside, this shouldn't take long.
The three nodded and, without so much as a whisper, disappeared.
He noticed some of the ANBU startle at that, but it was above his pay grade. "So, how can I help?"
"Ah, right, I want to register a mission for Konoha. A very important mission."
"I see," he said. A bit of rooting around in the desk and he found a booklet that outlined the general sorts of missions they received and their rankings and prices. "Can you give me some details?"
"It's an escort mission. With lots of VIPs. I think your missions go from D-rank to A-rank, right?" she asked.
He nodded. "That's how they work, yes. D-ranked missions are usually for new Genin and A-ranked for the more experienced ninja." That much wasn't a village secret or anything. "The prices match the level of expertise of the ninja selected."
"That makes sense. In that case I want to register for an A-rank escort mission."
"I see," he said. His mind jumped to the obvious conclusion; she wanted an escort back home. "In that case it will be... this form." He found the form for a standard escort mission and filled out the first few lines with the date and so on. "Where is this escort heading to?" he asked.
"Konoha."
He blinked but filled that in anyway. Maybe his first assumption was wrong. Were they bringing someone to the village? "And where is this escort starting?"
"Konoha."
Timoshii looked up. "Pardon?"
"I want an escort mission that goes all the way around the walls of Konoha."
"Uh," he said. He wasn't sure if that was allowed. "Okay?" he glimpsed over to the nearest ANBU, but the chicken-maked man just shrugged.
"Yes. I would like some specific people to be the ninjas on that mission."
Timoshii stiffened a little. Asking for specific ninja was a red flag. Konoha had had its share of kidnapping attempts in the past. "Which ninja would that be?"
"Well," the girl said a little bashful. She scratched her nose. "Not a specific-specific person. I just want the group to all be members of that dog clan."
"Dog clan... the Inuzuka?"
"The puppy people, yes," she said.
"M-may I ask why?" he asked.
She frowned, but unlike the glowering look that the Hokage wore when he frowned, or someone like Ibiki's downright scary scowl, she looked like a kid that had been told that she could only have one cookie, not the whole jar. "I wanted to pet their puppies but they wouldn't let me see them."
"So you want to hire them for an A-rank mission instead?" he asked. He could almost see the logic, if he squinted.
"Exactly. I'd get an S-rank mission but apparently only your Hokage guy can hand those out."
"That's right," he said, jumping onto one of the first things she said that made perfect sense. He wasn't sure if the mission would ever be approved, probably not, but he entered the specifics she asked for anyway. "Ah, do you have a time table for this escort mission?"
"How about after lunch?" she asked. "The doggies need to walk to digest their lunch."
He looked at her, then at the clock on the nearby wall. It was early noon. That would be in less than an hour then. He had heard of missions with short delays but... "Well okay then," he said as he entered the additional detail. "Now, are you aware of how mission pricing goes?" he asked as he moved a pricing guide to the top of his paperwork. He moved to the A-rank mission pages and noted that the missions there all had a lot of zeroes on them. Even a cheap one would cover a person's rent for a year.
"No, I don't. And I don't have much of your local currency," she said. "Do you accept gold bullion?"
Timoshii looked up at her again in time to see her carefully pull out a flat, rectangular bar from her pocket. She placed it on the table before him with a heavy clunk.
"Uh. I don't think--"
Whatever he wasn't thinking would be a mystery because she huffed, cutting him off. "Fine then," she said before rooting around in her pockets again. This time she pulled out a scroll. Not one of the utilitarian sorts with cheap wooden end-caps and rough paper as they used for storage seals and official documents, but a carefully crafted, gilded scroll with end-caps that looked to be made of silver and gold. "How about this?"
She opened the scroll and placed it atop all of his paperwork. Timoshii, despite whatever alarms were sounding in the back of his head, looked down into the scroll and blinked. It was a map. A map of Konoha.
An exceptionally detailed map of Konoha with little dots on it that were moving. And next to each dot was a carefully written name.
"Oh, you can zoom in," the girl said as she reached over with pinched fingers, then spread them open right atop where the Hokage's tower was on the map. The image expanded over that area, then warped to a floor-by-floor view of the Hokage's tower. Each panel had a detailed layout of the floorplan and more little dots with names. Now that there was more room, each name also had the rank and titles of the people associated with them underneath.
Timoshii did not know they had that many basements.
He stared at the plan for their floor. The girl's name was 'None of Your Business' with the rank filled as 'Basically God.' She probably had a weird sense of humour... she definitely had a weird sense of humour.
The most concerning thing were all the names of people in the walls within hidden alcoves he knew nothing about. And the potted plant in the corner was an ANBU according to the map.
"Uh," he said.
"This one is only good for Konoha," she said before pulling out a pair of similar maps. "I have one for Iwa, and Sound, and Oto, and... all the other places too. But they're worth more than just one day's dog walking."
"More than one day?" he repeated. He was really, really hoping this was just some elaborate Genjutsu.
"At least a week of puppy walks. Per map." She rummaged in her pocket again.
"I've got other things. A bag in infinite gold? Elixir of life? I've got an alpha run Black Lotus? All sorts of other goodies really."
***
"Oi, Tsume!" One of the clan's pups screamed as he rushed into the kennels. He didn't even close the gate behind him, his partner nipping at his heel as he slid to a stop.
Tsume rapped her knuckle against his head. "What?" she asked. "What's so damned important that you'd bother me, and why is it that none of the brats in my clan have more than two cells to share between the lot of them? That gate was closed for a reason."
"Ah, sorry Tsume," the kid whined. "But the Hokage is here! He wants to talk."
Tsume huffed. "Is this some sort of prank?" she asked, but a sniff was enough to tell her otherwise. The Hokage's pipe smoke was both distinctive and cloying enough to stick to clothes. The brat had been near the old man and recently at that.
"No Tsume, he said he had to talk and that it was really important."
"Kuromaru," Tsume said. "Let's go!"
Her ninken huffed and moved away from the pups in the middle of the kennel. Their work would have to wait. "Close the damned gate," Tsume barked to the brat that had delivered his message a moment before she and Kuromaru disappeared with a shunshin.
The pair reappeared next to the gates of their compound and immediately took in the scents all around them. The two ANBU near the Hokage weren't alone, she could sniff out at least two more of them.
"Tsume," the old man said as he nodded to her.
She nodded back, a rare show of respect to someone she acknowledged as powerful. "Hokage. What's going on?"
The old man chewed on his pipe for a moment. "I have something of a strange request for you, my dear. A strange request indeed."
"Well, go on," she told him, her arms crossing over her chest.
"Hrm," the Hokage said. "What do you know of out newest guest in the village?"
Tsume raised one eyebrow. "Only what Kiba told me, and what's been going around the rumour mill. You're talking about the girl from Village?"
"Indeed," the Hokage said. "She has recently come to us with a request that we have a difficult time deciphering. It seems on the surface to be a simple mission request, but it is so simple and frankly childish that I cannot help but assume that there are ulterior motives at play."
"Alright," she said. Inter-clan and inter village politics, any politics really, weren't her favourite topics at the best of times. "What's that got to do with the Inuzuka?"
The Hokage reached into his robes and pulled out a small black scroll, the sort she had rarely seen before but immediately recognized. "I have an S-class mission for the Inuzuka clan. The details are within this scroll, but they are not classified. We can speak them aloud."
An S-class mission that wasn't classified? She'd heard of missions of that rank being declassified before, especially if they had gone tits up or were useful propaganda, but to start off that way was a new one.
"The Inuzuka clan," the Hokage began. "Must take a certain number of its canine partners, the age and ability of such being entirely up to you, out for a walk."
"What?"
***
You thought there would be more fighting? Hah! But no, it's dog walking!
- Location
- England
There are going to be more ANBU than dogs on those walks. And more Root than ANBU.
RichardWhereat
Feanor did nothing wrong.
- Location
- Australia
I didn't think it would be more fighting. I thought she'd be bugging Kakashi for a puppy summoning scroll. But it had something to do with puppies.
Was Tim's original name Tim Oh Shiit!!?
Was Tim's original name Tim Oh Shiit!!?
- Location
- Canada
In case anyone was wondering...
edit: And you'll note several spelling errors which were fixed in the latest version. cure -> cute, taught -> thought, etc...
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Considering the map used as payment can show names and affiliations, I suspect ROOT may be in a spot of bother.
- Location
- england
oh my god.... this is precious
SanguisAnima
Σ Series Z10/0 Group A 4A-GELU Mk1
- Location
- nowhere important
... Can Ziz somehow bring Timothy from
... Daaaaaaayum. That's probably some S-rank fuinjutsu right there, Tim... Think Jiraiya of the Sannin can -- naah, prolly not... If I'd had to guess, it was Simmie who likely made that scroll, and thus, have all sorts of layers and redundancies and protections and whatnot.
Well, that's another way to "look underneath the underneath"....
You have no idea, Tim. You have no idea.
Aaaaand just like that, she's basically given Konoha something worth more than bijuu -- MAPS OF THE OTHER HIDDEN VILLAGES. If someone *coughShimuraDanzoucough* manages to get their grubby paws on that...
Now I'm kinda wondering, how did Sarutobi handle the payment... rather, what he was offered or arranged for payment...
I think Simmie REALLY should have considered taking Rachel Lindt along. That's just my opinion, though.
Fighting isn't the only way you can generate conflict... Even dog walking can potentially be a source of conflict, if looked at the right way...
Ace Dreamer
Verified Reality User
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- Between The Unknown & The Known
I'll let others make jokes based around "dogged determination". 
(Is 'puppy eyes' a ninja technique? )
(Is 'puppy eyes' a ninja technique?
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DualEquinox
Verified Smartass
- Location
- Australia
Honestly I would assume Danzo hates the thing with a passion. His Root have completely and utterly had their cover blown to Sarutobi by way of the Konoha Map. She basically destroyed years of careful undercover work and ensured none of his current Root roster can not operate in any of the major villages without the Hokage knowing about it. (Take note of the names with in the Root base, cross reference them regularly with all maps to see what those are up to without Hokage consent. Danzo will have no way of knowing which Agents are compromised and being monitored via the maps so he'll have to start training a new generation of Root Shinobi from scratch after establishing a base outside all the villages to get that anonymity of his agents identities and locations back.)
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OstermanA
(Unverified Penguin)
- Location
- $PWD
Even this has an unacceptable level of risk, as the new "recruits" need to get there somehow, and if Sarutobi happens to see such a recruitment in progress he now has the name of both a current and a future member.
Most amusing wrestling crossover since Harry Potter and the Most Electrifying Man... Where Dumbledore decides Harry should learn to use the power of love, so sends him to be raised by The Rock.
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- Location
- Buffalo, NY, USA
And now it's time for some hardcore ground vs feet/paws conflict!
Ace Dreamer
Verified Reality User
- Location
- Between The Unknown & The Known
You might want to look at some of the court cases that have come from dog walking, and those are the ones where no one (dog or otherwise) was killed or badly injured...
LostArchivist
Sane, unfortunately.
- Location
- The State of Confusion
That poor clan is going to be doing a LOT of dog-walking in the future for all those maps... I can't tell if that's sad or hysterically funny...
Plus I bet something entirely absurd will happen ON the walk...
Plus I bet something entirely absurd will happen ON the walk...
- Location
- Neptune
There is a second party to the dog summoning contact, besides Kakashi. If Pakkun and family decide they want to allow another summoner there's precious little the humans can do about that.
- Location
- Somewhere over the Rainbow
While its a minor thing, one thing that clicked in a different story was the idea that David's depression triggered the Conflict Engines - the desire to be Needed.
Taylor’s Heroic Academia - Part Two: Schoolhouse Rock
RavensDagger
Officially Infracted Speceist since 2019!
- Location
- Someplace Cold, Canada
Queen Administrator's Multiverse Adventures or; How Everyone Started Worrying and Taylor Took Over the Worlds
Alt Title: Taylor's Heroic Academia
Part Two: Schoolhouse Rock
Taylor wasn't sure how she felt about the school uniform. For one thing it had a skirt. Her robes were kind of skirt-like, and she was a girl so it wasn't like she had never worn one before, but they were always associated with formal events and the few times she had been dragged to church.
Every skirt she had ever worn was nice and long and stopped somewhere below her knees. Until now.
The UA school uniform skirt was far too short. One stray breeze and she'd be flashing everyone. It was almost as if the uniform was designed by some pervert. She walked while tugging the sides down and tried to ignore all the looks being sent her way.
In a way she had asked for this. She just didn't expect hero-school to be so conservative with the material for their uniforms.
Taylor pretended that she didn't see the people looking at her, or maybe they were looking at Leviathan who was stomping along behind her. It was a good thing that the corridors in the school were so wide or he wouldn't be able to fit.
She followed a little map all the way to classroom 1A and slipped inside. Then Leviathan paused by the door. {Unit Will Not Fit.}
Taylor stared at the door, then at Leviathan, then hummed. "Okay, so I guess you can wait in the corridor?"
{Understood.} Leviathan moved to the side and plopped himself down with a minimum of fuss.
Nodding, Taylor turned to see that the other students were all watching her. They snapped their attention around and focused on other things a moment later, but not before she started feeling self-conscious again.
She rushed over to a seat near the back and sat, then waited with her head on her desk for class to start.
"Hey there," someone said from right above her.
Taylor looked up into the face of a cute girl. She had black eyes and striking pink skin. Her mop of pink hair was short enough to show the two horns that were stuck to her head. "Uh," Taylor said as she stared. "Hi?"
The girl grinned, huge and happy. "I remember you from the test! You were riding that big thing. It was really neat."
"Oh, that's Leviathan. He's just outside."
The girl nodded. "Yup! I saw him. I said hi but all he did was stare. Do you need to be around to control him?"
"Ah, not really, but without orders or stuff to do he just sits around," Taylor explained.
"Cool!" The girl moved to the seat next to Taylor's, then reached a hand over to shake. "I'm Mina!"
"I'm Taylor," Taylor replied as she shook. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
Mina laughed as if that had been funny. "It is! I look forward to being friends, Taylor!"
Taylor didn't know what to do with that, so she just nodded quickly and placed her hands on her desk. "Ah, me too?"
"Are we becoming friends now?"
Taylor turned to see that another girl had approached, this one much shorter than Mina, though that might have been due to her hunched posture. She stared at Taylor then Mina without blinking, a bit of her tongue sticking out of her mouth. "Ah, hello," Taylor said. She felt herself blushing all over again. Why, she wondered, were all the girls in this place so cute. "I'm Taylor, this is Mina."
"Hello!" Mina said. "You look like a frog!"
The girl blinked slowly at that, then nodded. "That is because I am a frog."
"Cool! I'm an alien!" Mina cheered. "Do you want to be friends?"
Taylor felt her jaw dropping but clenched it firmly in place. Mina saying that she looked forwards to being friends was one thing; more of an opening to the possibility and that was fine, but just asking someone to be a friend couldn't possibly wor--
"Okay," the girl before her said.
Taylor's head almost crashed into her desk. "Just like that?" she asked.
"Having more friends would be good. I'm Tsuyu Asui." Tsuyu moved to the free desk right behind Taylor's and placed her feet on the chair before squatting down. "I think class will start soon."
Taylor looked around and noted that the room was definitely filling up, with fewer and fewer places left to sit. "Let's hope this goes well."
Mina tilted her head to the side. "Are you nervous?" she asked.
Taylor didn't want to admit to it, but she also didn't want to lie to a potential new friend, so she took the easy route of finding a middle path. "A little?"
"Ah, don't worry! We're all in this together!"
***
Their homeroom teacher was called Shota Aizawa and he was exactly what one wouldn't think when they heard of someone called Shota. He was tall, skinny, middle-aged, and looked like he hadn't slept in a week.
The moment he saw all of his students he nodded to himself then told them to follow him.
"Where do you think we're going?" Mina asked.
"Outside," Tsuyu said, one over-large hand pointing in the direction their new teacher was leading them.
Taylor and her new... friends were at the back of the students, owing to the fact that they needed to wait for Leviathan to keep up with them. Not that Levi was slow, but he did take up a lot of room and it would have been rude to have him cut students off.
"I guess hero classes aren't like normal classes," Taylor said.
"Ohh, I wonder if we're going to go find some muggers." Mina clenched her fist and shook with determination. "I can melt them, no problem!"
"I think melting people might be unheroic," Tsuyu said.
"Well we haven't been told that yet, have we?" Mina asked.
Taylor shook her head and held back a smile. She didn't know if Mina was being serious or if the strange girl was making a joke, but not laughing at a joke hurt a lot less than being laughed at.
Soon the class was brought to a changing room and they were all given blue jumpsuits with white lines forming the Academy's initials on them. She jumped around a few times and did some very basic stretches. It was what she expected from a high quality but mass produced gym outfit. At least it wasn't revealing.
The students gathered together again and were soon brought to a field next to the school.
"Today we're going to be testing your fitness to be heroes," Shota said. "You will be tested on the 50-metre dash, grip strength, the standing long jump, the sustained sideways jump and the final test, the pitch. Unlike any similar tests you may have undergone in middle school these will require that you use your quirks to the fullest." He sighed. "Can I have a volunteer for the pitch?" With that, the teacher removed a ball from a pocket.
A spikey-haired blond boy volunteered and walked up to a circle painted into the ground.
"A normal throw this time. No quirk," Aizama said.
"Yeah yeah, the boy said before cocking his arm way back and throwing the ball as far as he could.
It handed a ways down the pitch with a 'pof' of displaced dirt. A screen next to the teacher displayed the distance in meters. "Not bad," he said. "Now throw this one and use your quirk."
The boy grinned like a maniac as he took the ball, weighted it in his hands a bit, then went through the same throwing gestures. Just as the ball was about to escape his grasp the boy's entire hand exploded with enough force that Taylor had to take a step back.
The numbers on the distance display spun for a while. It was a good thing that it was there because Taylor couldn't see the ball at all.
"Two kilometers," Aizawa said. "Not bad. Everyone line up, we're starting with the 50 meter dash."
There was a lot of shuffling as the students formed a long queue. It wasn't a very straight line since everyone wanted to see the others try to run.
Aizawa watched them all, then his face turned ugly. "If you guys think this is a game, then fine. Let's up the stakes. The student who comes in last fails out of the class."
There was a long, shocked pause.
"N-no way," Mino whispered.
"Mmm, I suspect it's a bluff," Tsuyu said, but she didn't seem all that certain.
Taylor nodded. "Maybe, but we should still all do our best. We're training to save people and things, right? So we can't afford to slack off."
The teacher glanced her way at that, but ignored her to focus on the first student who was at the starting line. The girl pulled out a scooter from her exposed tummy and placed it on the ground next to her. "This is acceptable, correct?" she asked.
"It is," Aizawa said. "You can use your quirk however you want."
Taylor watched the girl go sailing across the 50 meter marker in a few seconds before breaking her scooter and cheering at her result, then she turned to her new... almost-friends. "Do you guys have a plan for this one?" she asked.
"I can jump well," Tsuyu said. "Three hops and I'll be across. It's faster than running."
"And I can slide on my acid. I'll need a running start to get some speed, and I'll need to do it barefoot, but I'll get across in no time!"
"Maybe you should go last if you'll be leaving acid all over," Taylro said.
Mina tilted her head and blinked at her. "Huh?" she said. Then the bulb behind her eyes went off. "Oh, right, because people's feet would melt!" She cheered as she ran to the teacher and asked him to go last.
"Thank you," Tsuyu said. "I wouldn't want to melt my feet. Do you have a plan for your run?"
A second and third student had already passed, neither one with a quirk that could really help them.
"Ah, well, I do, but it feels like cheating."
Tsuyu shook her head and placed a hand on Taylor's shoulder. "It's not cheating to do your best. What if you need to save someone later and you haven't practiced moving fast yet?"
Taylor felt a smile tugging at her lips. "Are you using my own logic against me?"
Tsuyu's lips quirked up. "It's good logic."
Soon enough it was her turn to step up to the line. She knew that the moment she crossed it the timer would go off. Licking her lips, Taylor looked around until she spotted Leviathan. She... sorta didn't want to show off, but did at the same time.
"Anytime today," Aizama said.
Nodding, Taylor turned towards Leviathan fully, then pointed at the start and finish line. "We need to cross from here to there as fast as you can without breaking anything."
Leviathan looked at the two points. {Understood.}
Taylor squeaked as a claw grabbed her around the waist.
Then she was gently set back down about sixty meters away. She couldn't actually recall crossing the intervening distance, but was pretty sure she had. Her hair didn't even have time to flap with the wind.
Taylor shook herself a little then glanced at the timer. 0.0015 seconds.
"Cool," she said just as the echo of the sound barrier being torn returned to drown her out.
***
Taylor is going to paint Leviathan blue and have him run around the city while stealing rings, 'Gotta Go Fast' belting out of a boombox on his shoulder. Wait, no. Let's not do that. It's quite silly.
Alt Title: Taylor's Heroic Academia
Part Two: Schoolhouse Rock
Taylor wasn't sure how she felt about the school uniform. For one thing it had a skirt. Her robes were kind of skirt-like, and she was a girl so it wasn't like she had never worn one before, but they were always associated with formal events and the few times she had been dragged to church.
Every skirt she had ever worn was nice and long and stopped somewhere below her knees. Until now.
The UA school uniform skirt was far too short. One stray breeze and she'd be flashing everyone. It was almost as if the uniform was designed by some pervert. She walked while tugging the sides down and tried to ignore all the looks being sent her way.
In a way she had asked for this. She just didn't expect hero-school to be so conservative with the material for their uniforms.
Taylor pretended that she didn't see the people looking at her, or maybe they were looking at Leviathan who was stomping along behind her. It was a good thing that the corridors in the school were so wide or he wouldn't be able to fit.
She followed a little map all the way to classroom 1A and slipped inside. Then Leviathan paused by the door. {Unit Will Not Fit.}
Taylor stared at the door, then at Leviathan, then hummed. "Okay, so I guess you can wait in the corridor?"
{Understood.} Leviathan moved to the side and plopped himself down with a minimum of fuss.
Nodding, Taylor turned to see that the other students were all watching her. They snapped their attention around and focused on other things a moment later, but not before she started feeling self-conscious again.
She rushed over to a seat near the back and sat, then waited with her head on her desk for class to start.
"Hey there," someone said from right above her.
Taylor looked up into the face of a cute girl. She had black eyes and striking pink skin. Her mop of pink hair was short enough to show the two horns that were stuck to her head. "Uh," Taylor said as she stared. "Hi?"
The girl grinned, huge and happy. "I remember you from the test! You were riding that big thing. It was really neat."
"Oh, that's Leviathan. He's just outside."
The girl nodded. "Yup! I saw him. I said hi but all he did was stare. Do you need to be around to control him?"
"Ah, not really, but without orders or stuff to do he just sits around," Taylor explained.
"Cool!" The girl moved to the seat next to Taylor's, then reached a hand over to shake. "I'm Mina!"
"I'm Taylor," Taylor replied as she shook. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
Mina laughed as if that had been funny. "It is! I look forward to being friends, Taylor!"
Taylor didn't know what to do with that, so she just nodded quickly and placed her hands on her desk. "Ah, me too?"
"Are we becoming friends now?"
Taylor turned to see that another girl had approached, this one much shorter than Mina, though that might have been due to her hunched posture. She stared at Taylor then Mina without blinking, a bit of her tongue sticking out of her mouth. "Ah, hello," Taylor said. She felt herself blushing all over again. Why, she wondered, were all the girls in this place so cute. "I'm Taylor, this is Mina."
"Hello!" Mina said. "You look like a frog!"
The girl blinked slowly at that, then nodded. "That is because I am a frog."
"Cool! I'm an alien!" Mina cheered. "Do you want to be friends?"
Taylor felt her jaw dropping but clenched it firmly in place. Mina saying that she looked forwards to being friends was one thing; more of an opening to the possibility and that was fine, but just asking someone to be a friend couldn't possibly wor--
"Okay," the girl before her said.
Taylor's head almost crashed into her desk. "Just like that?" she asked.
"Having more friends would be good. I'm Tsuyu Asui." Tsuyu moved to the free desk right behind Taylor's and placed her feet on the chair before squatting down. "I think class will start soon."
Taylor looked around and noted that the room was definitely filling up, with fewer and fewer places left to sit. "Let's hope this goes well."
Mina tilted her head to the side. "Are you nervous?" she asked.
Taylor didn't want to admit to it, but she also didn't want to lie to a potential new friend, so she took the easy route of finding a middle path. "A little?"
"Ah, don't worry! We're all in this together!"
***
Their homeroom teacher was called Shota Aizawa and he was exactly what one wouldn't think when they heard of someone called Shota. He was tall, skinny, middle-aged, and looked like he hadn't slept in a week.
The moment he saw all of his students he nodded to himself then told them to follow him.
"Where do you think we're going?" Mina asked.
"Outside," Tsuyu said, one over-large hand pointing in the direction their new teacher was leading them.
Taylor and her new... friends were at the back of the students, owing to the fact that they needed to wait for Leviathan to keep up with them. Not that Levi was slow, but he did take up a lot of room and it would have been rude to have him cut students off.
"I guess hero classes aren't like normal classes," Taylor said.
"Ohh, I wonder if we're going to go find some muggers." Mina clenched her fist and shook with determination. "I can melt them, no problem!"
"I think melting people might be unheroic," Tsuyu said.
"Well we haven't been told that yet, have we?" Mina asked.
Taylor shook her head and held back a smile. She didn't know if Mina was being serious or if the strange girl was making a joke, but not laughing at a joke hurt a lot less than being laughed at.
Soon the class was brought to a changing room and they were all given blue jumpsuits with white lines forming the Academy's initials on them. She jumped around a few times and did some very basic stretches. It was what she expected from a high quality but mass produced gym outfit. At least it wasn't revealing.
The students gathered together again and were soon brought to a field next to the school.
"Today we're going to be testing your fitness to be heroes," Shota said. "You will be tested on the 50-metre dash, grip strength, the standing long jump, the sustained sideways jump and the final test, the pitch. Unlike any similar tests you may have undergone in middle school these will require that you use your quirks to the fullest." He sighed. "Can I have a volunteer for the pitch?" With that, the teacher removed a ball from a pocket.
A spikey-haired blond boy volunteered and walked up to a circle painted into the ground.
"A normal throw this time. No quirk," Aizama said.
"Yeah yeah, the boy said before cocking his arm way back and throwing the ball as far as he could.
It handed a ways down the pitch with a 'pof' of displaced dirt. A screen next to the teacher displayed the distance in meters. "Not bad," he said. "Now throw this one and use your quirk."
The boy grinned like a maniac as he took the ball, weighted it in his hands a bit, then went through the same throwing gestures. Just as the ball was about to escape his grasp the boy's entire hand exploded with enough force that Taylor had to take a step back.
The numbers on the distance display spun for a while. It was a good thing that it was there because Taylor couldn't see the ball at all.
"Two kilometers," Aizawa said. "Not bad. Everyone line up, we're starting with the 50 meter dash."
There was a lot of shuffling as the students formed a long queue. It wasn't a very straight line since everyone wanted to see the others try to run.
Aizawa watched them all, then his face turned ugly. "If you guys think this is a game, then fine. Let's up the stakes. The student who comes in last fails out of the class."
There was a long, shocked pause.
"N-no way," Mino whispered.
"Mmm, I suspect it's a bluff," Tsuyu said, but she didn't seem all that certain.
Taylor nodded. "Maybe, but we should still all do our best. We're training to save people and things, right? So we can't afford to slack off."
The teacher glanced her way at that, but ignored her to focus on the first student who was at the starting line. The girl pulled out a scooter from her exposed tummy and placed it on the ground next to her. "This is acceptable, correct?" she asked.
"It is," Aizawa said. "You can use your quirk however you want."
Taylor watched the girl go sailing across the 50 meter marker in a few seconds before breaking her scooter and cheering at her result, then she turned to her new... almost-friends. "Do you guys have a plan for this one?" she asked.
"I can jump well," Tsuyu said. "Three hops and I'll be across. It's faster than running."
"And I can slide on my acid. I'll need a running start to get some speed, and I'll need to do it barefoot, but I'll get across in no time!"
"Maybe you should go last if you'll be leaving acid all over," Taylro said.
Mina tilted her head and blinked at her. "Huh?" she said. Then the bulb behind her eyes went off. "Oh, right, because people's feet would melt!" She cheered as she ran to the teacher and asked him to go last.
"Thank you," Tsuyu said. "I wouldn't want to melt my feet. Do you have a plan for your run?"
A second and third student had already passed, neither one with a quirk that could really help them.
"Ah, well, I do, but it feels like cheating."
Tsuyu shook her head and placed a hand on Taylor's shoulder. "It's not cheating to do your best. What if you need to save someone later and you haven't practiced moving fast yet?"
Taylor felt a smile tugging at her lips. "Are you using my own logic against me?"
Tsuyu's lips quirked up. "It's good logic."
Soon enough it was her turn to step up to the line. She knew that the moment she crossed it the timer would go off. Licking her lips, Taylor looked around until she spotted Leviathan. She... sorta didn't want to show off, but did at the same time.
"Anytime today," Aizama said.
Nodding, Taylor turned towards Leviathan fully, then pointed at the start and finish line. "We need to cross from here to there as fast as you can without breaking anything."
Leviathan looked at the two points. {Understood.}
Taylor squeaked as a claw grabbed her around the waist.
Then she was gently set back down about sixty meters away. She couldn't actually recall crossing the intervening distance, but was pretty sure she had. Her hair didn't even have time to flap with the wind.
Taylor shook herself a little then glanced at the timer. 0.0015 seconds.
"Cool," she said just as the echo of the sound barrier being torn returned to drown her out.
***
Taylor is going to paint Leviathan blue and have him run around the city while stealing rings, 'Gotta Go Fast' belting out of a boombox on his shoulder. Wait, no. Let's not do that. It's quite silly.
- Location
- england
too silly?!? bah its not silly enough! have simmy and benny join her as amy rose and knuckles respectively!!! and enact her favorite fanfics of sonic the hedgehog!
- Location
- Море песка, солнце огня и множество злых сарацин
Behemoth could probably have done it anyway. Simurgh... maybe. Can't see how Leviathan could have done it, though.
Levi was told not to break anything. Ergo, anything past a bit of noise was genocided.