LP/MHA (BNHA) Earworm the Third

Important questions are answered!

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“Wait, he sees through illusions?” Yaomomo asked. Tooru tilted her head, not that any of her friends saw it, and shrugged.

“Yeah?”

“…could he see you?”

“Pfft, nah! He just has super vision or some…thing…” Tooru let the word trail off and she blinked. She started blushing (again, not that anyone saw) and shifted uncomfortably. “H-he never looked towards me…always…always at the fights…”

“So he could see you!?”

“Maybe?!”

“Toru, an older hottie saw you nekkid. How do you feel?!” Mina asked with a wide grin on her face.

“Mina, I love you, but I’m going to strangle you now.”

And chaos erupted in the girl’s locker room.

—

“So you could see her?” Thalia asked.

“Yep.” Whiskers answered, popping the ‘p’.

“…And?”

“A bit pale, greenish blond hair, colorful eyes. Reminds me of that Butch guy you told me about.”

“Okay,” Thalia said with a snort. Butch’s situation and hypothesized parent was something of a running mean joke amongst older campers. She leaned on the counter and crossed her arms. “But…was she naked?”

Whiskers stopped chopping vegetables.

“…I’m not comfortable with conversation anymore.” He muttered before he went back to work, setting the knife down to put the chopped peppers in the pot he’d been throwing together.

“Aw, Whiskers. Did your virgin eyes get sullied?” Thalia smirked as she sauntered to his side and leaned up to coo at him. She snickered as he shoved her away via hand to her face. “Don’t worry, Whiskers. I’ll still love you…but we’re not having threesomes—hey! No! Stop!”

“You want to laugh? I’ll make you laugh.” Whiskers crooned as he tickled her, the bastard! He was supposed to be making her dinner! Not making her laugh! They were meeting with some strong hero or something early tomorrow!

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“So, you two are the interns from America, huh?” Rumi peered up at the two teens.

“…She has rabbit ears.” The girl mumbled. Rude, but whatever. Rumi would just kick her ass extra hard later for staring.

“Yes, Tree Girl, she has rabbit ears. Don’t mind her, she’s got ADHD. Easily distracted.” The Blonde placated the shorter heroine (weird how he didn’t have that gleam of lust most guys did whenever they eyed her). “And yeah. We are. I’m—“

“Don’t care. The rat stuck you with me, so you listen to my word like it’s law.” Rumi told him. “No ifs ands or butts. Got it?”

“Gonna be hard to hear you from all the way down there.” The girl muttered. The boy clapped a hand onto his face.

Alright, now she’s miffed. Rumi could handle a lot of things, but she did not tolerate short jokes!

“And who are you, hah!? Mount Bitches’ second coming!?”

“Excuse me!? You wanna say that again to my face?!”

“You heard me!”

“Not from all the way up here, I didn’t!”

“…Oh your ass is so kicked! Get in the sparring room, bitch! Let’s go! 1-v-1, or do you let muscles here do all your work for you?” Rumi snarled.

“One day. Just one. I don’t ask for too much, right?” Blondie groaned as he rubbed his temple.

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“Once I stop zzt spasming zzt I want zzt a damn rematch!” Rumi snapped from where she spasmed on the ground

“B-bring it, b-bunny blugh…” the girl, Thalia, groaned into a bucket her boyfriend was holding for her. Rumi would smirk if she could control her nervous system. Fucking electropaths…

“Easy, Tree Girl. You got her.” The boy mumbled to her. He met Rumi’s gaze with an unimpressed stare. “You put too much heel into your kick. You’ll shatter your ankle, one day.”

“What the Hell do you know?!”

“Krav Maga and Muay Thai.”

“…What the He-?”

“My mom taught me. My uncle helped.”

“Your mom s-sounds hot.” Rumi managed a half smirk. The boy’s eye twitched and he ushered his girlfriend out of the ring. Then, he came over and jabbed Rumi in several points on her body. The twitching and spasming stopped. There was a faint tingle.

“Holy crap, the heck was-?”

“Acupuncture basically. I hit some pressure points. Now get up.”

“…Hah?”

“You insulted his, blergh, mom.” Lightning Girl gave a wet smirk from where she sat on a bench. “Shouldn’t

have

did that.”