《Princess of Peace [BNHA]》Chapter Twenty Eight
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I barely slept, I felt too terrible. I knew Dad didn't like boys, I shouldn't have had Shinso over, but I'd wanted to spend time with him and knew Dad would be upset if I'd left the house. Feeling sick with guilt, I slowly rolled out of bed an hour before my alarm was set to go off. It was pointless to try to sleep, I felt too bad. Dad had said some pretty mean things to Shinso, it was all my fault, I'd made a mess of everything and got Shinso's feelings hurt because of it.
I double checked my bags for the class camping trip to make sure I had everything. In my double checking I realized Dad had added some plushies he'd gotten me into my bag. I took them out and set them back on their respective shelves before packing the plushies Bakugo and Todoroki had gotten for me. After double and triple checking my bags, I used my quirk to move them quietly to sit next to the front door so they'd be ready when it was time to go. After making sure my bags were packed and ready to go, I hopped in the shower hoping it would help wake me up. I checked my reflection in the mirror on my way to the shower and froze, my eyes were bright red and puffy and my face was a little swollen. It definitely looked like I'd spent the entire night crying, which I had.
After a longer shower than usual, thanks to me zoning out halfway through and nearly falling out of the tub in my sleep deprived state, I dried off and changed into a pair of powder blue shorts and a grey sweatshirt layered over top of a white t-shirt. I wasn't sure what we had in store for our first day, I figured it would mostly be traveling and wanted to be comfortable. My eyes were still a little swollen and there were still some telltale signs of my sleep deprivation, in the form of dark circles beneath my swollen eyes. I sighed; it was almost time to go.
I didn't want to face Dad; I couldn't bear to see the look of disappointment on his face. I wasn't sure I could talk to him right now without bursting into tears. I'd really let him down, I should have known better, he didn't like me being around boys, I knew that. My stomach churned unpleasantly, I felt too guilty. My guilt weighed heavily on me, threatening to bring me to my knees.
There was a soft knock on my door. "Amy? It's almost time to go, come have breakfast." Dad called through the door.
My stomach twisted itself into painful knots. Was he still angry? I couldn't face him. My quirk activated reflexively and my door locked. "I-I'm not hungry." I cried while trying to keep my voice calm and under control but it ended up coming out somewhat quick and harsh.
"You should eat something." Dad tried the handle only to find it was locked. He hesitated outside my door for a moment, "alright." He trudged away and I slipped to my knees.
When it was time to go, I hid behind my hair and hurried for the door. I couldn't bear to see Dad look at me like he was disappointed in me. It might break me. Dad met me at the door. I was too scared to look up at him for fear of what kind of expression I'd see on his face.
"Were you going to leave without saying goodbye?" He asked, his voice sounded a little funny but I couldn't quite figure out what it was.
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I didn't trust my voice. I could feel tears welling in my eyes. I shook my head hoping he could see.
"...We can talk about last night when you get back..." His voice still sounded a little funny, it seemed like he wanted to say more but was maybe also struggling. Maybe he was still angry and just trying to keep his anger in check. I felt even worse as I realized how upset I'd made him and it took all I had not to start crying again.
I nodded my head without looking at him.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw him reach his hand out to me, but he hesitated and pulled back. I'd made him so angry he didn't even want to hug me! There was a knock at the door, startling us both.
"Ah...that's probably Aizawa, he said it was on the way so he could pick you up..." Dad reached his hand out again but hesitated, "have fun at camp, Princess."
I nodded again.
Dad opened the door, "Thanks for taking care of Amy for me, Aizawa. I'll leave her in your care."
I had no idea what kind of expression Mr. Aizawa had on his face as I was still trying to stay hidden, afraid I'd burst into tears at any moment. "...everything okay, you look a little rou-."
"Everything's fine. Take good care of my little Princess." Dad choked.
"Uh huh." Mr. Aizawa mumbled, I could feel him looking at me, "let me guess, everything's fine with you too?" He gently poked the top of my head.
I nodded.
"Right." He sighed, "ready?"
I nodded again.
"Let's go." Mr. Aizawa reached down to grab my bags but they lifted off the ground on their own and made their way toward the car. I scrambled after them, too scared to look back. Mr. Aizawa hung back for a moment to talk to Dad.
They talked for a long moment before Mr. Aizawa met me at the car. He opened the door for me and grabbed my bags out of the air to put them in the trunk. I buckled my seat belt and stared down at my hands folded into my lap still afraid to look up and see Dad looking angry or disappointed on the porch, or worse not seeing Dad outside at all and realizing he'd gone inside without a look back.
Mr. Aizawa got into the car a moment later and looked over at me. "Look at me."
I nervously looked back at him as tears welled in my eyes.
He frowned and let out a sigh, "I thought as much, you're both idiots." He grumbled and folded his arms in front of his chest, "go give your Dad a hug, I don't want to deal with you crying or his annoying calls every hour crying about you."
I chanced a glance at the porch and spotted Dad moping on the porch with a heartbroken expression on his face. I scrambled out of the car and ran to him.
"Princess, what's wrong?" He sounded surprised as I ran to him. He caught me in his arms as I leapt at him once I got close.
"I'm sorry." I choked.
"Ah. You don't have anything to be sorry for. I'm sorry, I overreacted... we can talk about it when you get home." He squeezed me tight and kissed the top of my head. "I want you to focus on having fun with your classmates."
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I hugged him back. "I love you, Dad."
"I love you too, Princess." He squeezed me so tight I was wondering if he was ever going to let me go, "be sure to listen to Aizawa and don't push yourself too much." He kissed the top of my head again.
"Okay." I sniffled feeling relieved.
Mr. Aizawa honked the horn telling us it was time to go and Dad reluctantly released me from his hold before offering me a teary smile. "Have fun and be safe."
I smiled, "I will." I gave him one last hug and ran back to the car.
Mr. Aizawa smiled when I got back in the car, "that's better." He waited for me to buckle my seat belt before we were on our way.
"Thanks, Mr. Aizawa." I said quietly, feeling much better.
"You're welcome." He reached over and pat me atop the head affectionately. "Make sure you get some sleep on the bus."
I bowed my head as I realized it must be very obvious to him that I hadn't slept well the night before. So much for trying to hide it. "O-Okay."
We made it to school and found two buses awaiting us. We'd arrived before anyone else. Aizawa loaded our bags onto the bus before ushering me onto the bus and stuffing a sleeping bag into my hands. "Get some sleep."
"Ah...o-okay." I squeaked as he ushered me into one of the seats before stepping back off the bus to wait for everyone else. I used the sleeping bag as a pillow and laid my head down. I didn't think I'd be able to fall asleep, but the moment I shut my eyes, I was out.
...
I woke with a start to someone shaking me gently by the shoulder. "Amy?" Yaoyorozu's gentle voice sounded nearby.
I opened my eyes and stifled a yawn. The bus wasn't moving and all the girls from Class 1A were standing in the aisle looking at me in concern. "Is the bus leaving soon?" I asked worried wondering if we were getting assigned seats.
"Are you okay? You were super out; it was a little worrisome." Jiro noted with a slight frown.
"H-Huh?" I squeaked, how long had I been asleep? Had We already left?
"I think we're almost there, we stopped for now, though I'm not really sure why." Yaoyorozu remarked. "Come on, let's stretch our legs." She offered me a hand.
I blushed as I realized I must have been asleep the entire bus ride. I didn't realize how tired I was. As I straightened up, I noticed a jacket I didn't recognize draped over me. I held it up and looked to the girls curiously.
"I think that's Bakugo's." Uraraka pointed as I accepted Yaoyorozu's hand.
"Eh?" I blushed again causing them all to giggle.
They ushered me off the bus and all the boys looked in my direction. Kirishima, Midoriya and Iida were the first to approach me.
"Amy, are you okay?" Midoriya asked worried.
"Y-yeah, sorry for worrying everyone." I replied softly as I fought off another yawn. I was still tired but I didn't want to worry anyone any more than I had already.
Kirishima noticed the jacket in my hand and chuckled, "yeah, Bakugo seemed really worried."
I felt my face redden.
"He did yell at Mineta for being too loud." Uraraka added thoughtfully.
"Yeah, which was stupid because him yelling was louder than Mineta." Jiro rolled her eyes.
I'd missed all that. "Ah, I guess I was more tired than I thought. I can't believe I slept through all that." I blushed. They all looked at me worriedly and I tried my best to offer them a reassuring smile in hopes of convincing them I was alright. The attempt seemed to work and they let me wander away.
I hesitantly made my way over to Bakugo who was angrily kicking at the dirt, which I guess counted as stretching the legs. The bus appeared to have stopped at a small flat dirt covered area off to the side of the road. It appeared to be a place for cars to take breaks as they traveled through the winding forested mountain roads. We were already pretty high up in the mountainous area and looking out over the railed edge all I could see was a vast forest and other various smaller mountains. There was a black car parked a short distance away. Bakugo looked over at me with a scowl as I approached him and extended his jacket to him. He snatched it away from me without a word.
"...thanks..." I squeaked.
"You still look tired." He growled and for a moment I thought he was going to throw his jacket back at me.
I blushed, "ah...I didn't get very much sleep last night...sorry for worrying you."
"Who said I was worried?!" He snapped causing me to jump and instinctively take a step backward. The ground was a little uneven and I almost rolled my ankle. Successfully losing my balance, I toppled back with a squeak. "What the hell are you doing?!" Bakugo growled as he reacted quicker than me and hooked an arm around my waist to keep me from falling.
"Don't yell at me." I could feel tears starting to well in my eyes.
Bakugo's crimson eyes widened. He was still holding me upright, with an arm around my waist.
"Way to go, Bakugo, you finally made a move." Kirishima piped up as he wandered over to us, "bold of you to do it in front of Mr. Aizawa and the rest of the class, though." He snickered.
"Shut up!" Bakugo raged and righted me roughly before releasing me from his hold. He mumbled something to me but it was so soft I hadn't been able to hear him.
I rubbed at my eyes to keep myself from crying and looked to him curiously, "wh-what?"
He mumbled it again, even softer.
I knew he'd be mad if I asked him again but I had no idea what he said. "I-I can't hear y-you." I flinched reflexively.
"I SAID I'M SORRY FOR MAKING YOU CRY!" He snapped at me.
Kirishima shook his head and tried his best to hide his laughter. The rest of the class turned their attention to us.
"If you'd stop yelling at her she wouldn't be crying!" Jiro growled at him and the rest of the girls got into a supportive formation around her ready to tell him off if he snapped back. I couldn't help but smile at my gaggle of mother hen friends.
"Enough, listen up." Mr. Aizawa came to my rescue, "you don't really think we stopped here just so you could stretch your legs, do you?" As he said this, the doors of the other vehicle swung open as if they'd been waiting for a signal.
"Heya Eraser!" A female voice sounded from within the car.
"Long time no see." Mr. Aizawa responded in a monotone.
"Your feline fantasies are here, say 'meow'." A brunette with a cute red and white dress wearing furry cat paws said as she greeted us with a twirl.
"Purrfectly cute and catlike girls." A blonde with a blue and white dress wearing matching furry cat paws added and struck a catlike pose with her arms poised in front of her as if she were a cat and about to lick them.
"You can call us the Wild, Wild Pussycats!" They said in unison as they struck a pose.
Were we supposed to come up with fun intros and cute poses too? I pondered this for a moment before my attention fell on a surly looking boy with dark hair wearing a red hat with gold spiked studs on it. He looked upset.
"These are the pros you'll be working with at the summer training camp." Mr. Aizawa spoke up.
"They're a four-person hero team who specialized in mountain rescues!" Midoriya looked beside himself with glee and was ready to launch into a full account of all of The Wild, Wild Pussycats deeds. He looked back at us all with a big grin, "The Pussycats were founded when we were kids, --like forever ago!"
I noticed the two pussycats present both gasp at this.
"This marks their 12th year working as a—" A cat paw gloved hand gripped him by the face cutting away his words and I let out a panicked squeak as the blonde nearly lifted him off the ground.
She shot him a glare while keeping a forced smile on her face, "I'm pretty sure your math must be off." She growled as she slowly lowered him to the ground, "I'm eighteen at heart." She smiled innocently while still keeping a very threatening grip on Midoriya's face.
"Understood." Midoriya managed to mumble though it was quite muffled.
Midoriya was freed and I worriedly rushed to his side, "I-Izuku are you okay?"
His face reddened and he smiled somewhat nervously, "ah, y-yeah I'm okay. Thanks Amy."
We made quick introductions with the two present members of The Wild, Wild Pussycats, Mandalay, the brunette and Pixie Bob the blonde.
"We own this whole stretch of land out here. Everything you can see." Mandalay motioned to the vast forested area surrounding the mountains. "The summer camp you're staying at is there at the base of the mountain." She pointed way into the distance.
"That's far." Everyone chorused.
"Uh. Then why did we stop up all the way up here instead?" Uraraka asked curiously.
"I'm afraid we both know the answer to that." Asui replied.
"That can't be right." Sato shook his head looking nervous.
"Um. Back on the bus." Sero laughed nervously before inching toward the bus, "quick. Let's go."
"Good idea. Load up." Kaminari agreed also growing nervous.
I looked to my classmates curiously not quite sure what they all thought was going to happen. "Is something bad going to happen?" I paled.
Everyone looked to me worried and the entire class suddenly swarmed toward me. I found myself shoved into the middle of the class with everyone forming a protective barrier around me.
"Um...guys?" I squeaked, "what's going on?"
I faintly heard Mandalay's voice somewhere on the other side of my protective barrier of friends. "The current time is 9:30 AM. If you're fast about it, you might make it there by noon. Kitties who don't make it there by 12:30 won't get any lunch."
"Crap!" Kaminari groaned.
"Guys! Brace yourselves!" Kirishima yelled.
"Protect Amy!" All the girls yelled.
"That was already the plan!" Bakugo's voice growled behind me and I felt his arms encircle me pulling me back a step so my back was pressed against his lean torso.
"A-ah!" I gasped, "wh-what are you doing?" My face felt like it was on fire.
The ground beneath us suddenly shifted and we were all hurled over the side of the mountain. I let out a yelp of terror as we all hurtled toward the forest below. Bakugo's grip around me tightened and my quirk reacted reflexively catching all of my classmates. Thankfully Bakugo was holding onto me or I would have plummeted to my death as I couldn't seem to use my quirk on myself.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as we were no longer falling.
"Nice catch, Amy!" Tenya called to me in an attempt to boost my self-esteem and keep me calm.
The rest of the class, save for Bakugo and Todoroki, joined in. Todoroki looked like he was carefully calculating what to do next.
Bakugo shifted his grip on me and slung me over his shoulder, "great job, crybaby now get us down!"
"Don't yell at her!" All the girls snapped at him.
I tried to tune everyone out so I could concentrate on my quirk. It took a moment but I was able to lower everyone safely to the ground below.
"Impressive work." Mandalay shouted from the cliff we'd all just been thrown off of. She looked me over with a smile before addressing everyone, "since this is private land you can use your quirks as much as you want to. You've got three full hours. You should be able to make it to the facility in that time. That is, if you can make it through the Beast's Forest."
Beast's Forest? That sounded terrifying! I trembled at the thought and let out a squeak as Bakugo adjusted his grip on me, keeping me securely over his shoulder.
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