#doep

(The song that named this)

3rd Person POV

The hard and cold rain water falls down to earth, watering the trees and dirt below them. Three figures were walking in search of something in the jungle. The green haired one is the leader of the team and alongside him are his two associates. Both have black hair but the second one is shorter and has a black and white checkered cloth mask resting on his neck.

Ouma: Dude, what were we looking for again? Amami: The temple which is where the Idol of Vayu is stored. Shuuichi: If I remember correctly, he’s The Deity of Wind right? Amami: Yeah that’s right.

They continue trekking the soggy wet ground and cutting various foliage blocking their way in search of the temple for hours until they are in front of a entrance full of vines and statues. Realizing that this is where the artifact is being stored, Ouma proceeds to run straight into the cave but thankfully Rantarou stopped him before he could enter.

Ouma: The Hell man? Amami: Bruh, you seriously forgot that places like this would have booby traps? Ouma: …Oh yeah….

All three of them proceed to enter the temple slowly and carefully, making sure that they don’t activate any dangerous hazards while exploring, with the rain stopping and sun shining in the background. They all came across a light beaming from a small hole. They all stopped before they could pass it (much to Kokichi’s dismay). Rantarou proceeds to stick his hand into it.

And a spike trap launches itself, a corpse stuck on it.

Both Saihara and Kokichi were startled by it (with Ouma screaming like a little girl).

Amami: Forrester…. Shuuichi: So this is what happened to him…..

They decided to disable the trap by cutting a vine behind it that acts as a wire of sorts and continue exploring. Eventually they enter a room and found what they were looking for. The Idol is currently rested on top of a pedestal with light beaming on top of it. Rantarou looked at the floor and noticed that the tiles have line on them, so he picked up a big branch and pressed it.

His suspicion was confirmed as a dart launched from the wall hit the branch he was using.

Amami: Stay here boys Ouma: You think?

He proceeds to step in between the tiles so he would safely reach the Idol. Once he reaches it he looks at it and wonder whether he should take it now and make a run for it or use something to hold the altar. Both Saihara and Kokichi look at him in fear and sweating heavily as he rummages his bag, taking a bag of sand from it. He dumps a bit of sand from the bag so the weight would be the same as the artifact itself.

His hands tremble as he prepares himself to take the Idol then put the bag in its place so it wouldn’t trigger any pressure related traps once it’s lifted from it. After what seems like hours of staring, sweating and anxiety, the green haired adventurer finally swapped the Idol with the sandbag. Everyone in the room sported expressions of relief as he did it without triggering any traps in sight. So things are alright now?

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NOT. EVEN. CLOSE

The pedestal sunk down and with it, the sounds of stone falling were loud and clear. All three boys knew what was going on so Rantarou decided to scream the obvious thing they all should do.

Amami: RUN!!!!

He proceeds to run, not caring if he stepped on the tiles that shoot darts as he’s busy escaping from falling debris and the darts in question too. The three adventurers proceed to run and backtrack to where they came from as fast as they can, artifact in tow. They felt the ground shake and looked behind them, a boulder is now rolling towards them. Horrified and don’t want to be turned into mush, they picked up their pace and quickly ran from the giant rock.

The exit is right in front of them so they proceed to dive into it, barely dodging the boulder as it stops since it’s too big to fit the entrance. After catching their breaths and checking each other if any of them were injured (thankfully, everyone’s fine), the boys start their journey home.

Timeskip Hope’s Peak Academy

The ticking of a wall mounted clock and pen moving on a piece of paper fill the room as Ultimate Anthropologist Korekiyo Shinguuji writes down on a piece of paper about Indian culture. The banging of the door interrupted his train of thought as the three boys entered, clothes disheveled.

Amami: puts bag containing Idol on desk Here’s the damned thing you wanted. Korekiyo: Thank you. Ouma: We almost got squished by a boulder getting it! The hell man!?

Ouma proceeds to exit the room with an angry and tired face while Rantarou and Saihara sat down in front of the desk as they wanted an explanation from him as to why he sent the three of them on a fetch quest.

Korekiyo: The Idol is for Yonaga. Her birthday is 3 days away and I wanted to surprise her by giving her this artifact. When we were inside the Museum of Historia on our date, she was fawning about the Primary Hindu Deity of Wind, Vayu. So I decided to give her the Idol as a birthday gift. As a surprise.

Both boys nod in understanding and decided to leave the study, leaving Shinguuji alone with the bag containing the Idol. He takes the bag and pulls the artifact from it. Inspecting it’s different angles as it shines due to the sunlight behind him, he hums in satisfaction as he puts it in a box that he prepared for the occasion.

Korekiyo: For you, my love.

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“People could die on top of the alley in that hurricane and, we don’t want to die do we?That’s right Kien, I sit here and dream of what I could with all this loot…It makes me shudder…Sends chills down my vein….”

https://open.spotify.com/track/0g6Ve0aemd8g9rpYFEV2sf (Song that is the basis of this)

Uraraka POV

Uraraka: Bakugou! Katsuki: *outside of the RV* What Angel-Face!? Ochako: Can you help me with the toilet? Katsuki: The hell I won’t! I’m not handling that fucking thing! Ochako: Bakugou Katsuki, you get your ass in here!! Or else, Katsuki: Or else what? Ochako: *goes outside with shotgun in hand* This.

I inserted a shell and aimed the gun at him so he would do what I said. He looks at me in complete fear and nervousness while I look at him with a commanding and angry face that I commonly use back at the Speakeasy. He proceeds to scurry into the toilet, scared of me if he doesn’t do what I say. I hummed in satisfaction once I grabbed a cold beer and sit down on the lawn chair that’s in front of the fire place Bakugou set up. I sigh as I took a swig of the bottle and let the sip of alcohol touch my taste buds.

POV Switch Bakugou

Fuckin’ hell this worthless thing keeps jamming right up the goddamn ass! Why the Hell did the Captain bought this RV over that other one (other than the fact it was pretty hungry on money), but at least the shitter doesn’t clog up every 2 uses! I kept pushing the sucker up and down until the damn thing ain’t clogging no more. Once the waters got flushed out emptying the damn thing, I washed my hands and go outside drinking a cold beer, sittin’ next to her.

I look at her being preoccupied writing shit with that damn book of hers. Seriously, it’s like one of those fucking tablets people used only this one is more old but productive n’ shit. So, being a bit curious I scoot over and took a peek at what she’s writing.

Katsuki: The Hell you makin’, Roundface? Ochako: Just a thing I had on my mind for a while. Y'know the Captain’s son? We’re both writing about this nervous and anxious kid who lived in a underground mining colony with his high spirited step brother who ventured above ground with a red headed sniper and her friends. Crazy awesomeness ensues. Katsuki: Such as? Ochako: Giant robots. Katsuki: Seriously? Ochako: Yes, really. I mean, he IS a kid y'know. Katsuki: You mean a 16 year old with social problems. Ochako: *punches his arm* Bakugou! That’s not nice!

POV Switch Uraraka

I walked back inside the RV angrily with my book wrapped tightly around my arms as I closed (banged) the door behind me. How could he say that about the Captain’s son! He’s just a sweet kid trying to make friends (and Lord knows he doesn’t have a lot of friends due to his introverted nature, I went through the same trials back then). I lay down on the bed facing the window, arms crossed as I wait for the anger to fade away. I hear the door opening and his footsteps walking towards me.

Katsuki: Angel Face.

*Uraraka is still mad boi*

Katsuki: Ochako.

*Uraraka now faces him, staring at him but still angry* Katsuki: I’m sorry about what I said about Simon. I know I shouldn’t considering the kid gets his ass bullied a lot, I mean, the kid reminds me of that fuckin’ nerd Deku one too goddamn many ways. Ochako: sighs Now you know why we both get along. He likes to write and so do I.

I moved a bit so we both could cuddle while laying down on the bed. he proceeds to wrap his arms around me. While we were cuddling and hugging while facing each other we hear the sounds of 2 motorcycle engines outside. Bakugou growled in anger as he let go and stood himself up, blushing furiously as he ruffles his hair.

Katsuki: What did you do to me Angel Face? Ochako: *giggles* You probably did this yourself.

And with that we both decided to exit the RV. Outside we saw the Captain, Deku and Todoroki gathered around the campfire. They’re currently exchanging stories but they were cut mid sentence once they saw us.

Kamina: Oh. There you both are! Izuku: What were you too doing inside? Katsuki: NONE OF YOU FUCKING BUSINESS YOU SHITTY NERD!

*Deku whimpers like a smol boi*

Kamina: HEY! No fighting! Katsuki: growls Fine… Ochako: So, how did it go? Todoroki: It went smoothly. Also…*opens duffel bag* We got a lot of money from those weapons we sold to those Russians. Me and Midoriya just finished counting all of it. Izuku: We got about 100K. Pretty good haul.

At those words Bakugou whistled and I went wide eyed. 100K!? That’s a lot of money! We could buy a lot of money with that much! So for hours we all talked, sang some song and just plain celebrating. Once the high settled down we all went back inside and slept in the RV, Bakugou laying next to me and hugging me with his arms. I smiled and blushed at the same time. Even though he has a temper like a Tank Artillery Shell, but deep down he’s sweet and cute.

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1st time contributing uploading something here. I mostly look at my ships on here, but now that I’ve took up writing, I’m gonna spread my words out and maybe, just maybe....

Get noticed by my favorite fan artists (like Akeemi, sai, blumestrausse, and clymacs)

4 more samples left (the rest will go to my wattpad).

Anyways, until next time!