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Perhaps somebody should have told Iida what was in that juice. Especially after he had downed more than a litre of it in one go. They were having a party, celebrating that the exams were over, when Iida made the mistake of thinking that any liquid in the party would be non-alcoholic. Of course, this lead to interesting situations. The drunkenness and a sudden spike in his quirks strength brought Iida the idea that he was fast enough to defy gravity. He could...for a few seconds. After which, he fell from his actually quite high position on the wall, his metal legs clanging loudly on the ground. Which, of course, brought everyone's attention to the fact that Iida was acting...a little off. Well ok, a lot off. “Iida? You ok dude?” Nobody expected him to act like a party animal. In the back, Izuku was taking notes - it was clear the booze was having some effect on his quirk. “I didn’t realise it would work!” Izuku scribbled in his notebook "Mido, what did you do?" The class turned to look at him, staring as he grinned manically, laughing a little. “Just testing a theory, it’s very innocent really.” "What the fuck did you put into that juice, Deku!?" “Some stuff from Midnight’s office I found,” Izuku starts. “Maybe vodka,” he continues, “Maybe a bit of brandy." "Of course, you would be the one to do this," Bakugou groaned, massaged his forehead. He could feel a headache coming on. “Hey! I asked permission!” “From who?” "Nedzu agreed to it. It's fine, it won't kill him... I think," Izuku replied happily. "Did you think Iida would know the juice was spiked, kero?" “No, from my observations, he wouldn’t think to check.” “I mean, it did smell strong, so...” (Nedzu was watching from the cameras. He wished he had popcorn.) “Wait, where’s Iida now?” A student spoke up, horrified. They were interrupted from their conversation by that question. They realisation that they had lost their very drunk friend and had no idea where he was made them sweat. Just great. The students rushed out in a bid to find Iida before he did something stupid. “Wow, he’s going so fast!” Izuku full cowled to the roof, chasing after his friend, just in time to see Iida preparing to speed off. A notebook in hand, pencil at the ready, the bright gleam in his eyes was slightly unnerving as he waited for the other to begin his run. Iida left scorch marks on the floor as he began his sprint. Izuku didn’t seem to care that Iida might get hurt, he had prepared for this. “vROOM VROOM BITCHESSSS! I'm the fastest man on the planeeeeeeeeet! Nobody can stop me!" Iida sailed through the air, going very far before gravity started to take effect. Izuku recorded this distance before a loud noise was heard, and his safety precautions began. He'd planned for this. He knew Iida was most likely going to injure himself in his drunkenness-induced stupor. “Let me help you Iida!” "I'm fine!" And that was why Izuku had rushed out before the party even began and set up the veritable bouncy castle below where he knew Iida would go. He knew the drunks loved weird things... the bouncy castle even looked inviting to him. Izuku grinned “This is perfect for my observations.” He was noting down how far the bouncy castle had been affected and moved, and the force Iida must’ve used to get there. Eraserhead was watching the action from a nearby rooftop. He wasn't entirely sure what he had just watched, but he was pretty sure quirk-enhancing drugs were involved. Izuku turned to look at him, as though he knew, as though he knew he would be there. As Aizawa sipped his coffee, he just sighed and turned to the cameras to direct his stern stare, knowing Nedzu would be watching the chaos unfold. “SENSEI! HELP!” "No." Aizawa grinned a malicious grin at his suffering students. And then, with a long groan, he laid back onto the roof to ignore the shouts of his name. Suddenly, a loud voice resounded - Iida’s voice - proclaiming the words: "I am the SPEED GOD! Nobody can outrun me! FUCK Y’ALL I WONT D I E. I AM UNSTOPPABLE! Tell All For One I'm coming for hiiiim!" Iida blasted off again. "Well, you're certainly on something, but I don't know if it's speed," Mina muttered, watching as Iida ran circles around the group, alternating between the bouncy castle for a few jumps, and the ground. People were chuckling now, recovering from the bewilderment of seeing their classmate jump off a goddamned roof. Bakugou quickly glanced at Izuku, wondering if he was planning to make him his personal lab rat any time soon. Izuku was scribbling furiously in his notebook, his eyes tracking everything Iida did with an intense gaze. With a snap he closed the notebook, looking at Bakugou. The blonde wondered if the other had read his mind. He wanted to hide. Izuku beamed at Bakugou. “Kacchan.” "The fuck do you want?" “Why are you so tense? I just wanted to ask you something!” "I watched Iida take a swan dive off a goddamn roof!" "Would it have been better if it was me?" Izuku hummed. Bakugou immediately shut up. “Isn’t that what you want Kacchan? Why are you so quiet for once?” “I... What do you want, Deku?” Izuku's dark mood was apparent in the way his eyes narrowed into thin slits. "I want you to stop being a fucking asshole." And just like that, the dark mood lifted, Izuku smiling brightly as Iida sped past. He had drunk some alcohol before and that brought out his vindictive and mad scientist side in the worst way possible. Iida was currently showing off the physical results, and Bakugou was rightfully frightened. Imagining Izuku with spiked alcohol in his system... he didn't know if he could deal with that. Normal alcohol was enough for him to get the gist of what would happen. So he turned to the chaos, and Iida’s continued screeches of self-confident speedster announcements. "If I can go fast enough, maybe I can phase through things like Toogata-senpai!" “Hhholy shit Iida.” Kaminari was amazed and scared. (Nedzu was enjoying this spectacle. Even Midoriya's outburst was entertaining to him. And the results Iida was providing were quite extraordinary.) Kirishima had fully hardened himself the whole time, just in case Iida slammed into him. The entire class knew that couldn’t save him. So, Iida decided to show the proof of his theory and powers and started racing towards the wall with no situational awareness whatsoever. Mineta was too small for him to see. Not that Iida would have cared. Mineta tried to dodge, but ended up tripping on one of his own sticky balls. Iida's arm slammed into him with the force of a speeding car, and Mineta wondered if this is what a United States of Smash felt like. He didn’t get to watch the end of the performance, though, as he was yeeted across campus, and Iida crashed through a wall. Everyone went silent at the crash until Iida hopped out, totally unharmed (they ignored his bleeding forehead) and screaming with joy and something about power. “I CAN IMITATE QUIRKS AND USE THEM TO THEIR FULL POTENTIAL USING MY SPEED GOD POWERS! Look at the wall! I'm more powerful than All Might! I AM AMAZING! I AM THE SPEED GOD! BOW BEFORE ME, MORTALS!” The rest of the class could only stare until Iida started walking towards them threateningly. After that, they couldn't bow fast enough. Everyone except Izuku... but Iida considered him equal in this state for some unknown reason and let it slide. Maybe Gods could recognise fellow Gods? Definitely, Ashido thought as Iida walked towards her, tapping her with his empty orange juice bottle. “I name thee a knight of the speed.” Ashido blushed. “What is going on?” Aizawa couldn’t ignore it any longer and came to check whatever the fuck was going on. Iida was currently squeezing Ashido to death in a hug when Aizawa came along. “Shush! Cryptid animal of night! We are currently going through an all important ceremony!! "Go to sleep, wild dog shoo." Iida made his usual hand gestures but faster and more violent. Aizawa wrapped him in his scarf, covering him like a mummy. "I said go to sleep!" Iida gestured to Aizawa. “No, we are getting you to sleep.” "But I am god, I don't sleep! This is outrageous, let me go! Bad dog, bad bad dog!" Iida tried to speed off in his bound up state and sort of succeeded. He quickly stumbled and rolled onto the floor. Then promptly passed out “I would like an explanation for this tomfoolery. Now." Aizawa glared at the whole class. "Experiments," Izuku said simply. The whole class nodded in agreement and pointed Aizawa to Izuku, who was grinning and scribbling furiously in his notebook, swaying drunkenly. Bakugou quickly chimed in. "DE-Izuku spiked Iida's orange juice with alcohol to see what effect it would have on his quirk." “Midnight let me use her vodka, heehee,” Izuku added, “and Nezu, Ned-Zu, Ne-Dzu, Ne-D-Zu, heehee.” Izuku sounded out his name, finding joy in the simple action. "Midnight let you do WHAT, Problem Child?" Izuku pouted. "That's a mean name! Big meanie!" He refused to answer Aizawa's question, only calling the other out on the apparently mean nickname. Aizawa sighed, knowing he wouldn't get anything from the other in this state. “I don’t like mean names! They mean I’ll get hurt!” Aizawa attention instantly perked up, hearing the fear permeate the boy's voice. "Hurt by who, Midoriya?" Instead of responding, Izuku also passed out, conveniently, like the problem child he was, avoiding his problem perfectly. He couldn't tell for sure, but the look of guilt on Bakugou's face told Aizawa it was probably him. He sighed. “Can you lot give me an explanation?” He filed away Bakugou’s reaction for later, this incident needed dealing with now. His problem children looked away from him, no one meeting his gaze. Kaminari even closed his eyes with a faint, "I can't see you; you can't see me," chanted softly into the open air, as if Aizawa wouldn't hear him. Hagakure tried to sneak away, but he caught her, “Explain.” This time he growled and his eyes flashed, showing he wasn’t playing around. Except, he realised he hadn't caught her, only her gloves. Her giggles set his nerves on high alert as he glared at the others. Aizawa couldn’t really complain at that, it meant her stealth was getting better, but that she was also compromised, since sober people took threats as threats. "Sensei, shouldn't we get Izuku and Ii-" "Explain! Now." After a pause Ojiro spoke up, “Well, we were celebrating the end of exam season. And, um... Izuku, he-” "He spiked the orange juice we brought for Iida,” Jirou tried to help out. “Then Iida tried to run up a wall,” Sero continued. "And there was a bouncy castle for some reason?" Kirishima looked confused as he glanced at the castle yet again. "Then he sped off the roof and into the bouncy castle," Bakugou added. Aizawa notes Bouncy Castle seriously in his mind. “And why was there alcohol in the first place?” "Midnight," they said in unison. Aizawa sighed. Of course it was Midnight. He thoroughly believed that she had caused this. But then, he remembered Izuku’s words. “Nedzu,” Aizawa growled, “fucking hell.” ‘I'm gonna need some booze of my own after this is resolved,’ Aizawa thought. “Wanna drink the rest of the orange juice?” One of the kiddos piped up "I think I'll save it for later." "We have more, extra if yo-" Mina slapped a hand over Sero's mouth, smiling up at Aizawa innocently. Aizawa was about to inquire about that when a sleepy mumble came from Iida’s body, proclaiming himself the Sonic the Hedgehog’s ruler. He tried to get up for a bit, but ultimately passed out as quickly as he came to. Izuku was still sound asleep, snoring loudly, small hiccups coming from him every now and again. Bakugou was nowhere to be seen, presumably having decided to sneak away from whatever the Hell was going on. “How did Izuku get clearance from Nedzu,” Aizawa couldn’t help but wonder out loud. Then he thought about it again, and the havoc that had reigned during the time of Izuku's experiments and yeah, Nedzu would have signed off on that within a heartbeat. He shouldn’t have even tried to reason it out with his logical side. Sighing, he waved the kids off to their rooms and to sleep. Pulling Izuku and Iida in closer to him and grabbing them with his scarf, he made his way to the infirmary. “Aizawa? Don’t tell me Midoriya hurt himself again- and he got Iida involved, too?” Recovery Girl asked once they arrived at the infirmary, looking thoroughly unamused. Izuku sleep talked, “what if I were to... *crunch*.” “Alcohol” Aizawa gruffed, ignoring Izuku, using the word as his only explanation, then when he saw Recovery Girl’s disbelieving look, he continued with, "More specifically, orange juice spiked with alcohol." "I see," Recovery Girl said, peering at the two boys. She rolled her eyes after inspecting them. "They'll be fine, just get them to bed. However, they will have a hangover. Let them suffer.” Aizawa chuckled. "Don't worry, I plan to." "By the way," Recovery Girl asked, "did Iida know what was in his juice?" “Probably not,” Aizawa replied. “How did they even get the alcohol in the first place?” “Midnight” Aizawa responded tiredly. “Her vodka, specifically.” "That girl likes her booze, doesn't she?" "After all these years I'd have thought she'd be more responsible." "Not Midnight. She's always been smart, but she likes to feel young again. Ageing annoys her." The two recalled her interview where Mt. Lady teased her over her age. “Sigh, I can relate.” “Well, anyway, maybe you should heal Iida. He had no say in this situation,” Aizawa spoke rationally, it was a logical thought, it wasn’t, of course, because he cared about his student, no, that wouldn’t be like him at all. "Will do!" Recovery Girl could see right through him, even he knew. A mumble passed Izuku's lips, a small whisper of something that made Aizawa's heart clench. "Dad." Izuku's hand grasped his wrist for a moment before the effects of sleep lessened his grip. Aizawa wasn't blushing. No. He hid his face underneath his scarf. Recovery Girl patted him on his back softly, chuckling to herself. He decided to leave this nonsense and misunderstanding, heading to his room to attempt at sleep. Nedzu was going to have a lot of explaining to do. If it was not for the laws of this land he would have slaughtered the rat. He was seriously considering it even if the laws wouldn't let him. He knew how to hide a body. But alas, it might cause some problems for the school to have a dead principal, so he will just have to make due with making life hell for the rat bastard. So he refrained. Barely. When Aizawa woke up, he decided that this time he was going to go through with his complaints, his kids could’ve been in danger, and Aizawa would never allow that. But when he got to Nedzu's office, his biggest headache, his Problem Child, was sipping tea with the principal, notebook laid open in front of them. "Well, Iida certainly did turn into a speed god." He closed the door. Not today satan. He couldn't deal with two headaches. When the door slammed open to the 1-A common room, the kids watched in anticipation and a bit of fear as Aizawa flopped onto the couch. "Where the hell is that orange juice?" Someone launched off their feet to get it and Aizawa considered the work he would have to do tomorrow. He sighed and put it off for now, relaxing with a cup of orange juice on the rocks in hand. In that moment, he couldn't help but think that alcohol was much better than tea. “It’s actually... Not bad!” Who cares if he got drunk off his ass? "This stuff is spiked, right?" he asked the class. They collectively nodded. "Brilliant." Maybe being a Speed God wouldn't be as bad as he originally thought.