Ochako looked herself over in the mirror. She grinned. Ochako had put on a pink full cup bra and a matching thong that had been embroidered with flowers. She wrapped one of her thicker winter coats around herself. She was about to blow Deku's mind.
Ochako was stopped at the door by a smiling Kyoka Jiro.
“Uraraka, what a coincidence to see you here!” Jiro blocked Ochako's path. The boyish punk girl (next to someone like Ochako, Jiro looked like a little kid) cradled her guitar. The prehensile audio cables that extended from Jiro's ears wiggled happily.
“Oh, um, good evening, Jiro. Were you on your way to, uh, practice-?”
“You know, Uraraka, it's so funny, but I was jamming and I thought up a dozen songs that I think would go great with your next fashion vlog. It would be so convenient for you. You wouldn't have to pay any royalties. Ha ha ha. You could just link my Soundcloud!”
Ochako smiled politely. “That's sooo… thoughtful, I'm sure we could-”
“Do you want to hear them? Do you want to them all of them right now?” Jiro took a step into Ochako's room. Her guitar touched both ends of the door frame.
Ochako laughed nervously. The Ochako Uraraka of this reality may have been more forward and confident, but unfortunately, she wasn't any ruder.
$$$
Midoriya pounded on the door. “Kacchan! Kacchan! Open up!”
The door opened a crack. A single bloodshot eye starred at Midoriya. “What?”
“Something's happened to Uraraka! I need your help!” Midoriya begged. “Please!”
Katsuki Bakugo grunted. The foul-tempered teen opened the door all the way and glared at Midoriya, waiting for an explanation.
“Look at this.” Midoriya thrust his phone in front in front of Bakugo. It showed Uraraka's racy selfie.
“Damnit, Deku...” Bakugo turned his face away in disgust. “When a girl sends you something like that, you're not supposed to show it off, asshole.”
“Don't you get it? Uraraka doesn't look like that.”
“Of course not. Are you dense? That's Oshino.”
“O-shi-no?” Midoriya was confusion. “But this is a message from Uraraka. This is Uraraka's number.”
“Duh. That's a picture of Uraraka. Your stupidity is making my head hurt. Fuck off, Deku.”
Midoriya's mind worked through the inconsistencies. He stuck a foot in Bakugo's door. “Kacchan, it's our memories. Something's off about our memories.”
$$$
“Tenya-kun.”
Tenya Iida turned away from his book, to look at his girlfriend, Tsuyu Asui. They were cuddling together on the couch in the empty common room. Tsuyu raised an elongated finger to her lipless mouth. Tsu-chan's amphibian face poorly conveyed emotion, but Tenya could recognize her little gestures of nervousness.
“Tenya-kun, you like me, right?”
“Very much so, Tsu-chan.” Tenya put down his book and caressed Tsuyu's hair. “What is on your mind?”
“Because I like you so much, Tenya-kun, I'd like to kiss you.”
“Oh.”
Tenya watched, entranced, as Tsuyu untangled herself from his arms and crawled on top of him. With her legs wrapped around his hips, Tsuyu's face and chest were inches from his own. Tenya felt a rumble in his engines.
Tsuyu leaned in. “Is it alright?”
Tenya nodded silently. He placed his hands solidly on her hips, just next to her rump. Tsuyu leaned in, pressed her mouth to his lips, and moaned softly.
Suddenly, Tenya began to gag. Tsuyu reflexively jumped back. Half a foot of her long, thick tongue snapped out of Tenya's throat with an audible pop. She cleared the couch and the coffee, landing on all fours across the room. Tenya rolled off the couch and vomited a mouthful.
“Oh no.” Tenya looked at Tsuyu. He tried to smile. “Don't worry, Tsu-chan, I'll clean it up immediately.”
Tsuyu gazed at the floor.
$$$
“Why haven't you bothered Floaty Girl about this first? She's the one you think is acting strange.”
Midoriya turned beat red. “Oh oh oh you know, that is, well, it's well-know that, uh, I thought, okay, but – Ifshe'sthecenterofthisIneedbackupIcantrust, right?”
“Dumbass.” Bakugo sat down next to Midoriya on the bed, arms crossed.
“But you understand what the problem is? Something is making our memories diverge.”
“You mean, I keep telling you the truth, you stupid nerd, and you keep mishearing it...” Bakugo thought about it. “Are you sure your idiot brain isn't going soft? Your dumbass lands in the hospital enough.”
“Uraraka has changed. I'm sure of it.”
“No shit, she's changed, with that weird quirk of hers.”
“Weird quirk? What do you - Kacchan, I think it's happened again.”
“Don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking, shithead. You're the one who helped her figure out all those creepy things she does with it.”
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