Daily Meme
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Snow piled up outside, a quiet, suffocating white. My room was warm, peaceful, undisturbed. Perfect.
Then the door slammed open.
"Wait, Eri, this monster sleeps naked. Let me dress him up so we can play with snow!"
Nejire's voice was way too fucking loud for the time of morning it was. I groaned, rolling over, already regretting existing.
"Nejire," I muttered, face buried in my pillow, "you have five seconds to leave before toss you outside."
"Ohhh, scary! But nope!" She yanked my blanket off, and the cold air hit me like a slap.
I sat up, glaring. "You-"
She held up a hoodie and sweatpants, eyes half closed. "Put these on. You can't be naked around a child, you pervert."
"I-what? I was sleeping. The hell is wrong with you?"
Eri's muffled voice came from outside the door. "Can we go play yet?"
Nejire shoved the clothes at me. "Hurry up!"
I grabbed them and yanked them on, grumbling. "Why are you even here?"
"Because it is snowing! And you never have fun, so I decided you are having fun today."
I pulled the hoodie over my head, muttering, "You are literally insane."
She beamed. "And yet, here you are, getting dressed like a good boy."
I pointed at her. "Never say that again."
She laughed, already dragging me toward the door. "C'mon, let's go!"
I barely had time to shove my feet into some boots before I was outside, snow crunching under my steps. The cold stung my face, but Eri was already running ahead, twirling in the snow like she had just discovered magic.
"It is so pretty!" she said, spinning.
Nejire clapped her hands. "See? Worth it!"
I shoved my hands into my pockets. "I hate you."
She ignored me, grabbing Eri's hand and leading her deeper into the snow-covered courtyard.
The others weren't far behind. Kaminari and Mina were the first to run outside, already launching snowballs at each other like idiots. Kirishima followed, shirt half-open because of course the bastard wasn't cold.
"Dude, it is freezing, button up," I said.
"Nah, it is refreshing!"
Mina pegged him in the face with a snowball. "That refreshing?"
He spat out snow. "Hell yeah!"
More people trickled out. Jiro, shaking her head at the chaos. Sero, stretching and immediately regretting stepping into the cold. Tsuyu, blinking at the snow like she wasn't sure what to do with it. Yaoyorozu, rubbing her hands together. Even Todoroki, though the cold probably didn't even register for him.
Uraraka tossed a snowball at me. I caught it.
She grinned. "Nice reflexes."
I chucked it back. She barely dodged, laughing. "Hey!"
Toru waved at Tsuyu, thanks to mittens, Tsuyu saw her, "Aren't you cold?"
Tsuyu tilted her head, then opened her coat slightly, revealing a deep red fabric underneath. "Ribbit. Ryuu made me something using Todoroki's hair. It keeps me warm and stops the cold from affecting me." She turned toward them. "Thanks again, Ryuu, Todoroki."
Mina leaned closer, pulling at the fabric a little. "Whoa, it's warm? What, you fused fire hair into fabric or something?"
I adjusted my gloves. "Something like that. Todoroki gave me some of his red strands. I integrated it into the fibers. They keep heat better than normal material."
Todoroki nodded. "It is a decent use of my hair."
Kaminari blinked. "Wait, you can just… make fireproof, heat-retaining fabric out of Todoroki's hair?"
Yaoyorozu tapped her chin. "That actually makes sense. Organic material with residual heat properties. Fascinating."
Mineta crossed his arms. "How come Tsuyu gets one and not me? I want from-"
Shoji picked him up and tossed him headfirst into a pile of snow.
Iida adjusted his glasses, looking at me like he was trying to solve an equation. "How do you make these suits? First Nejire, then Yaoyorozu, and now Asui. Quirk-organic suits are difficult to make."
I waved a hand. "I am a man of many talents."
Kaminari grinned. "Translation, he refuses to explain shit."
"Exactly," I said, dodging a snowball from Bakugo.
Todoroki studied the fabric. "It retains heat well."
"Better than normal materials," I said. "Your fire side isn't just good for burning things."
"Clearly," he said.
Yaoyorozu was already analyzing it. "If it is integrated on a molecular level, that explains the heat retention without external energy input."
"Yup," I said, popping the 'p.' "Keeps Tsuyu warm without any extra power source."
Tsuyu stretched her arms. "Ribbit. It works well."
Mina tapped her chin. "Could you do that with other Quirks?"
I grabbed a handful of snow, packed it tight, and sent it flying. The charged snowball smacked Bakugo dead in the face, knocking his head back slightly.
"Of course I can," I said, brushing off my gloves. "But like Iida pointed out, these are Quirk-organic suits. They respond to the source Quirk. For example, Toru's clothes turn invisible because of her Quirk. The one I made for Nejire reacts to her energy output, with a little help from Toru's hair allowing invisible wings and a bit of Aoyama's to make it sparkle. Yaoyorozu's suit lets her use her Quirk without having to strip."
Mineta popped up from behind a snow pile, pointing an accusatory finger. "You will burn in hell for that."
I kicked him away.
Mina leaned closer, eyes gleaming with interest. "So if you used my hair, what would happen?"
I turned to her. "It would be acidic at best."
She whistled. "That is kinda badass."
Sero smirked. "Yeah, until you sweat a little too much and your clothes melt off."
Mina gasped dramatically. "True! I would have to go streaking!"
Jiro scoffed. "Like you wouldn't do that on purpose."
"Hey!" Mina crossed her arms. "I have class."
Bakugo, still wiping snow off his face, growled. "Oi, dumbass, you wanna die?"
I shrugged. "Try harder next time."
Kirishima patted Bakugo's shoulder. "Dude, let it go. It is just snow."
Bakugo smacked his hand off. "Shut the hell up, Shitty Hair!"
Kaminari tilted his head. "Yo, Ryuu, does this mean you could make a suit for me too?"
I glanced at him. "Sure. If you want something that doesn't protect against your own stupidity."
"Hey!"
Uraraka grinned. "Wait, what about me? Could you make one that keeps me from getting sick when I float too long?"
Eri was halfway through building a snow unicorn with Nejire, humming like murder was not invented yet. I dodged another charged snowball from Bakugo, shaking my head, looking at Bubble Head, "Your Quirk isn't balance or no-nausea, is it? It's Zero Gravity. So, any suit I make with your hair would have properties of Zero Gravity, not some anti-dizzy miracle cure."
Uraraka crossed her arms. "Yeah, but if you can make suits with different Quirk properties, then why not one that helps with the side effects?"
I scoffed. "Because I am not a miracle worker. Unless you find someone with a Quirk that achieves actual balance- not meditation bullshit, I mean literal equilibrium, I cannot make a suit to counteract motion sickness."
Kaminari smirked. "So, what, we gotta hunt down a dude whose Quirk is 'never gets dizzy' just for a new suit?"
"Basically," I said.
Mina hummed. "That is kinda disappointing."
Bakugo scoffed. "Tch. Like it fucking matters. If you cannot handle your own Quirk's drawbacks, you are weak."
Uraraka rolled her eyes. "Oh, sure. Because overheating, nerve damage, and blowing your hands off are totally not Quirk drawbacks, right?"
Bakugo's glare sharpened. "Shut the hell up, Round Face."
"Make me, Boom Boom Bitch."
Kirishima laughed. "Yo, let's chill. We are just talking about suits."
Sero grinned. "Hey, Ryuu, could you make one for me? Maybe something that makes my tape stickier?"
I flicked a bit of snow at him. "That is called glue, dumbass."
Mina clapped her hands. "Ooooh, what if you made one for me that lets me control my acid better?"
I shrugged. "Your acid is based on your skin's secretion levels. A suit won't change that unless it has something to regulate the output. You would be better off training than relying on fabric to do the work."
Mina pouted. "Lame."
"Reality is lame," I said, dodging another snowball.
Todoroki tilted his head. "Could you enhance my fire resistance?"
"You already have natural resistance," I said. "And if I boost it too much, your ice side will get thrown off balance. The best I can do is make something that reacts better to extreme temperatures."
Todoroki nodded. "That would be useful."
Kaminari nudged Jiro. "Hey, maybe he can make your sound waves go even louder!"
Jiro smirked. "And destroy your eardrums faster? Tempting."
Kaminari, already stuffing snow in his sleeves, "I will build my own damn suit. With blackjack and duct tape!"
Jiro threw a snowball at him, "And electrocute yourself halfway through?"
Kaminari dodged, "...Shut up."
Shoji spoke from the side. "If Quirks can be incorporated into material, how far does that extend?"
I thought for a moment. "Depends on what is being integrated. I cannot copy a Quirk entirely, but I can transfer specific properties. Heat resistance, light refraction, elasticity, conductivity. Stuff like that."
Shoji nodded. "Interesting."
Mineta crossed his arms. "So you are saying I would have a chance, if I donate some of my hair-"
I threw a snowball at his face. Hard. He toppled backward into the snow, muffled curses following.
Kaminari burst out laughing. "Yeah, I do not think anyone wants a 'Mineta Special' suit."
Jiro shuddered. "God, imagine the smell."
Mineta flailed. "I hate you all!"
Yaoyorozu shook her head. "While this is all very… insightful, is there a reason we are still standing in the cold instead of actually playing in the snow?"
Mina grinned. "She is right! Let's have a snowball fight!"
Kirishima fist-pumped. "Hell yeah! Let's make it interesting!"
Bakugo smirked. "Oh, you wanna make it interesting? Fine. We are doing teams. Winner gets bragging rights. Losers? I get to blow em up."
Kaminari whined. "Dude, that is not how a snowball fight works!"
Bakugo cracked his knuckles. "It is now."
Sero clapped. "Alright, alright, teams then. Who is in?"
Toru bounced. "I am!"
Mina pointed at herself. "Duh!"
Shoji stretched. "I will participate."
Todoroki sighed. "This feels childish."
Mina nudged him. "Oh, come on, icy hot! This is literally your terrain."
Todoroki blinked. "…Fair point."
Iida adjusted his glasses. "If this is to be a fair competition, we should establish rules."
Bakugo sneered. "Rule one, do not be a little bitch."
Iida frowned. "That is not-"
I clapped my hands. "Alright, fine. Here is the rule, get hit, you are out. Last team standing wins."
Uraraka nodded. "Simple enough!"
Kirishima cracked his knuckles. "Let's split up!"
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