13Long gap, explanation after story, on with the chapter.
"Y-YOU CAN'T DO THAT! I EARNED MY PLA-."
"Surely this punishment is too harsh?"
"He wasn't bluffing? I could've sworn-"
"Good riddance. I could feel his eyes on my-"
"Enough!" growled Aizawa, barely raising his voice, his glowing-eyed glare and floating hair intensifying his words and ensuring a dead silence.
Focusing solely on the diminutive grape-head, his glare was replaced by the expression of resigned exhaustion the teens had already begun to believe was his face's default.
"Your performances, here and during the practical exam, have been extremely lacklustre. The majority of your time, then and now, has been spent either doing the bare minimum and ogling your potential future classmates. Any rescue points you would have scored had to be deducted after we received no fewer than 7 complaints of harassment, before, during and after the exams, each corroborated by video footage. Are these the endeavours of an aspiring hero?"
With each word the boy's face fell.
"B-but-"
"But nothing. Your behaviour is irrational and you will not be part of this class."
"I-"
"The rest of you, pick up a copy of your syllabus back in the classroom."
Not wanting to draw the ire of their intimidating homeroom teacher, the 19 hero hopefuls headed for the changing rooms.
"Midoriya!"
"YIPE- I mean, uh Yes Aizawa Sensei?"
"Go see Recovery Girl when you're finished."
"I- h-how?"
"Just do it."
Once the various contusions, pulled muscles and torn ligaments from all the fractures, breaks and hyper-extensions had been healed up by a quick kiss and a mild lecture from Recovery Girl, Izuku made his way towards UA's entrance, seemingly no worse for wear in spite of the stamina drain associated with the nurse's quirk.
A hand descending on his shoulder, albeit gently, drew yet another squeak of fright from the greenette and a loquaciously sincere apology from a surprised Iida.
"Are you well Midoriya san? Free of injuries?"
"Ahh, yes Iida k-kun. No need to worry," Izuku reassured, hand held up in a placating manner.
"That is certainly good to hear. That business with Aizawa sensei and that Mineta boy has left me somewhat disquieted."
"Uhh, I see," answered Izuku, the formal language Iida used leaving him somewhat disquieted as well.
"HEY YOU TWO! WAIT UP!"
Both turning as one towards the familiar voice addressing them, they were met with the sight of the brunette whom he'd thrown with his mou- whose shirt he'd rui- who had scored an actual infinity during the ball throw.
"You're the girl who scored an infinity during the ball throw!" exclaimed Iida.
Izuku blinked.
"I'm Uraraka Ochako." she declared with enthusiasm. "You're Iida Tenya kun and you're Midoriya … Deku right?"
Izuku's face darkened.
"Uh … no. It-it's Midoriya Izuku" he clarified, his bottom lip twitching slightly.
"It is? But the explody guy-"
"Bakugou calls me that because it means useless, good for nothing."
"… Oh. Um. I thought it sounded like Dekiru/Can do."
"Heh. I-it's a lovely sentiment."
"You seem unenthused Midoriya kun," Iida interjected "Should we, perhaps, refrain from addressing you as such?"
"N-no, you can call me whatever, really" he refuted, unconvincingly.
"Uhh, well. Let's head to the station?" Uraraka ventured, hoping to change the subject to something less dour.
"S-sure," Izuku agreed, thankful for the out.
As the trio meandered towards the station Izuku suddenly spoke up.
"Uraraka san, I've been meaning to ask about your quirk!" he said, with no trace of a stutter.
"Oh! Sure. Ask away," she obliged, her bubbly tone returning.
"It's terrifying! What do you call it?"
"Eh? Uh, Zero Gravity. Why is it terrifying?"
"Gravity? Hmm, no that can't be it. If gravity was suddenly removed, whatever it affected would either fly off into space or crash to the ground at whatever relative speed the earth was moving through space. Maybe something to do with inertial suppression? No that doesn't account for the robots during the exam were displaying atypical air displacement."
Uraraka and Iida paused and stared curiously at Izuku's musings.
"The ball didn't decelerate after she threw it either, even though air resistance and friction should've slowed it significantly after such a distance. What variable is being altered?"
"Um, Izuku kun?"
Snapping back to reality, away from Zero Gravity, Izuku shifted his attention back to Ochako at her questioning.
"Oh, uhh, sorry."
"Don't apologise, that was amazin',"
"Indeed Midoriya kun, such a level of analysis after such brief observation is astounding."
Having little precedent for genuine positive social interaction Izuku's reaction was to simply turn bright red and lose the ability to form coherent words.
Class the next day began extraordinarily ordinary, with the exception of one empty seat during homeroom and the morning classes.
After lunch was a different matter however.
Reentering the classroom, after what was probably the most amazing bowl of rice he'd ever eaten, Izuku eyes were immediately drawn to the shock of purple-hair adorning the occupant of the previously barren 19th seat.
The seat immediately behind his.
Tamping down on his body's attempted flight reaction from the possible return of the leering boy he was instead reacted with familiarity of a different kind.
"PURPLE HERO BOY!" he shouted with a tone and intensity that would usually correspond with a profound statement.
The room went silent.
Izuku turned an interesting shade of fuschia.
"I uh, mean. Hey … it's you … from the exam!?" he tried again, this time his pitch rising towards the end of his sentence as if denoting a question?
Blinking tiredly, the lilac-haired boy gave the loud greenette a once-over, then a twice over, before recognition finally registered in his severely bagged eyes.
"Lizard-guy?"
"Yes!"
"Huh. Thought you'd be more like chuckles here." he said, gesturing to the incarnation of explosions two seats further forward.
Bracing for an invective filled tirade directed their way, Izuku was dissonantly pleased and frightened by absence of a kaboom.
Tentatively checking to make sure Bakugou was still alive and breathing despite the missing aura of terror, he instead noted that Katsuki seemed to be positively docile.
The vacant expression he was sporting, which had unknitted his brows from their perpetual scowl, unnerved Izuku.
His own face portraying a politely, perplexed visage, Izuku turned back to the purple stranger and asked cautiously, "Your quirk?"
Adopting a closed, suspicious, countenance, the purplette answered, "Yeah?"
Ochako and Tenya, who'd remained silent throughout the exchange and had readied themselves to intervene on behalf of shy, green, ball of sunshine, were quite entertained when the mystery boy's face morphed again to one befuddlement due to Izuku's face lighting up like supernova.
"THAT'S SO COOL! HOW DOES IT WORK? IS IT TACTILE, OCULAR? DOES IT WORK ON MULTIPLE PEOPLE AT ONCE? WHAT KIND OF FEEDBACK-"
"HERE I COME, TO TEACH THE CLASS!" came a sudden sing-song interruption that burst in from the sliding door.
"I AM HERE, ENTERING THE ROOM LIKE A NORMAL HUMAN BEING!"
"I think you broke the door," croaked a dark green haired girl with her tongue poking out slightly.
Faltering slightly and surveying the door, which had come off its rollers when he'd swung it open as one would a hinged door, All Might cleared his throat and continued on with his prepared speech.
"I WILL BE TEACHING YOU ALL; HERO BASIC TRAINING. IN THIS CLASS YOU WILL LEARN ABOUT THE FOUNDATIONS OF HERO WORK. THE DOS, THE DO NOTS, THE DO BETTERS AND THE NEVER DOS UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE."
Pausing to let that sink in he observed the students' individual reactions.
Most had looks of awe, a few had looks of nervousness, a couple had completely inscrutable expressions, one appeared to be looking around in a mixture of confusion and indescribable fury and the one behind that exhibited puzzled curiosity, as if attempting to decipher a hidden meaning to his words.
"TODAY'S LESSON, ONE OF UTMOST IMPORTANCE, WILL INVOLVE" he dug into a secret belt compartment and withdrew a sign which read 'BATTLE.'
"COMBAT SIMULATION!"
Bakugou, who'd been knocked out of his trance by an errant door roller, ceased seething and adopted a countenance that would not seem amiss in a slasher-movie serial killer.
"Combat!" he reiterated with an innocent grin.
'Simulation,' thought Izuku with his stomach plummeting.
"BUT FOR STARTERS YOU'LL BE NEEDING THESE!"
Sections of the wall slid open, displaying shelves holding numbered cases.
"YOUR SPECIALLY DESIGNED COSTUMES! CHANGE INTO THESE AND MAKE YOUR WAY TO GROUND BETA. DON'T DALLY!"
Bringing up the rear of the group due to making sure his costume's special features weren't going to activate prematurely and cause him grief or embarrassment, Izuku glanced around at his classmates' gear and pondered how they might affect or enhance their performances.
In the middle of pondering why Todoroki was half covered in ice, Ochako caught his attention with a question.
"Is that you Midoriya kun? Guess my outfit doesn't seem so tight-fitted after all. What're the boxy bits and the dots for?"
Thankful for the mask covering his blush Izuku was saved from answering by All Might clearing his throat.
"ALL RIGHT LADIES, GENTS, EITHER, NEITHER OR OTHER. LET'S GET DOWN TO BUSINESS."
Izuku could swear he heard someone in the crowd, murmuring about Huns.
"TODAY'S EXERCISE WILL SEE YOU DOING SOME ROLE-PLAYING."
The blonde boy with a lightning bolt in his hair put his hand up.
"No not that kind of role-playing."
His hand went back down.
"THE SCENARIO IS THUSLY: VILLAINS HAVE STOLEN A WEAPON OF MASS DESTRUCTION AND IT'S UP TO THE HEROES TO APPREHEND THEM AND SECURE THE DEVICE. CONVERSELY IT'S UP TO THE VILLAINS TO DEFEND THE DEVICE AND FEND OFF THE HEROES."
"Will the device be in the open?"
"Will we be expelled for failing the task?"
"Can we pound the other team into submission?"
"How will teams be chosen?"
"Isn't my cape très magnifique?"
"NO, NO, DEFINITELY NOT, I'LL GET TO THAT AND YES, VERY NICE."
Somehow the vicinity became filled with sparkles.
"DESPITE THE MAJORITY OF VILLAIN ATTACKS TAKING PLACE OUTSIDE THE MORE DASTARDLY ACTIVITIES OCCUR INDOORS. YOU WILL BE DIVIDED INTO PAIRS BY RANDOMLY CHOSEN LOTS AND DESIGNATED HEROES OR VILLAINS. THE DEVICES WILL BE PLACED WITHIN A BUILDING. THE VILLAIN TEAM WILL BE GIVEN 5 MINUTES TO REARRANGE THE BUILDING AND BOMB POSITION IN PREPARATION FOR THE HERO TEAM'S ARRIVAL."
"Randomly chosen?" began the tall armoured mechanical knight Izuku was able to identify as Iida.
"To make it like real life. Heroes often have to make partnerships on the fly to deal with situations," Izuku explained.
"CORRECT. THE HERO TEAM WILL HAVE 15 MINUTES TO APPREHEND THE VILLAIN TEAM BY SECURING THE BOMB OR AFFIXING THIS CAPTURE TAPE TO THEM. LIKEWISE THE VILLAINS WILL HAVE TO PROTECT THE WEAPON OR TAKE DOWN THE HERO TEAM IN THE SAME AMOUNT OF TIME. NOW COME UP AND CHOOSE YOUR LOTS."
After each student had fished out their lots, been paired up and their teams assigned roles, the distribution was as follows.
• Heroes: Aoyama Yuga and Shinsou Hitoshi. Villains: Iida Tenya and Bakugou Katsuki.
• Heroes Todoroki Shouto and Tokoyami Fumikage. Villains: Sero Hanta and Satou Rikidou.
• Heroes: Kirishima Eijirou and Jirou Kyouka. Villains: Ojiro Mashirao and Hagakure Touru.
• Heroes: Uraraka Ochako and Kaminari Denki. Villains: Yaoyorozu Momo and Midoriya Izuku.
• Heroes: Asui Tsuyu and Koda Kouji. Villains: Ashido Mina and Shouji Mezou.
"IIDA KUN, BAKUGOU KUN, YOU GO IN FIRST. AOYAMA KUN, SHINSOU KUN USE THIS TIME WISELY. YOU EACH HAVE A FLOOR PLAN. HOP TO IT. THE REST OF YOU, FOLLOW ME TO THE VIEWING ROOM."
"Hey glasses, you hang out with Deku right?"
"I am friends with Midoriya kun, yes."
"Since when does that useless shitbag have a quirk?"
"Useless wha- I am find it increasingly difficult to refrain from castigating you for your foul mouth and complete disregard for your classmates. Futhermore-"
"Save the spiel for the extras, when the fuck did Deku get a quirk?"
"Well I never … I am unsure of the premise of the question. Midoriya has been somewhat reticent on the subject of his quirk. He tends to shift focus to the quirks of others if the subject is brought up. Why do you ask? Surely he received his quirk somewhere between birth and the age of five, did he not?"
"I wouldn't be asking if he did, now would I? You got goat shit for brains or something?"
"How vulgar."
"5 MINUTES ARE UP. HERO TEAM, ENTER THE BUILDING!"
"I'ma go stomp that purple haired mindfucker."
Iida chose to remain silent at that remark.
"OBSERVE CAREFULLY STUDENTS. TAKE NOTE OF TACTICS AND STRATAGEM."
Towards the back of the room Izuku ceased furiously scribbling in the notebook he had produced from somewhere and returned his focus to the screen displaying the hero team's approach.
"Hey Midoriya," called a red-haired semi-shirtless boy, who's outfit apparently included a bridle and gear-shaped shoulder guards.
Turning and nodding to confirm his attention, as his mask hid where he was looking.
"You know Bakugou from before right? He's manly as hell. He's got this in the bag, huh?"
"He and Iida certainly have the advantage in raw power and Kaa- Bakugou has great natural instincts when it comes to fighting and planning but there's certainly still a chance if Shinsou kun can catch him off guard and Iida is unlikely to be able to outrun Aoyama san's stomach beams. Granted they don't move remotely as fast as light so calling them lasers is just-"
"Oh hey, Bakugou's leaving Iida alone to guard the bomb."
"Oh … yeah B-Bakugou hates working with others. In his mind, it's not his victory unless he does it himself. This may just give the hero team, the edge they need."
"So you're clear on this?"
"Oui, mon ami, when you give ze signal, I shall play my part avec grâce."
"Uhh, right. Bien I guess."
Replacing a large black contraption over his mouth Shinsou approached the building's entrance, none of the nervousness he was experiencing showing on what could be seen of his face.
Working their way up the building with as much stealth as a boy with bright purple hair and a disco knight in literal shining armour could muster their progress suddenly halted at Hitoshi's behest.
"Did you hear that?"
"Hear wha-"
"GET DOWN!"
With a single, deft, movement, that belied his gangly form, Shinsou had tackled his teammate to the floor, barely avoiding losing his eyebrows to the flaming deflagration that occupied the space his head had less than a second previous.
"Huh. Guess you aren't all talk are you mindfreak?"
'Does he know?'
"If I blast you enough, you won't have any time to talk so you won't be able to take me over, huh?"
'He knows.'
Scrambling to his feet and somehow dragging the armour-clad boy with him, Shinsou shot back.
"I was only joking earlier. You don't look like a shitzu. More like a pomeranian."
Bakugou's eye twitched but his fierce grimace didn't shift at all. His hands however did.
Dodging the confuting explosion by diving into an alcove, still dragging Aoyama like a ragdoll, Hitoshi asked, "You ready?"
Receiving an affirming nod he yelled "NOW!"
"A PRESENT FOR MADEMOISELLE, NAVEL BEAM!"
Bakugou dodged the not-actually-a-laser beam with disgusting ease.
"THE FUCK YOU MEAN MADEMOISELLE YOU SNAIL-EATING FRO-"
Bakugou's face slackened into neutrality.
"Control successful." announced Aoyama's voice ... from Shinsou.
"Woah, what happened? Why'd he stop all of a sudden."
"That's brilliant! They've won."
"YOUNG MIDORIYA MAY INDEED BE CORRECT BUT PLEASE HOLD THE EXPLANATION FOR THE END."
"Walk over here and wrap this capture tape around yourself."
Zombie-Bakugou dutifully complied.
"YOUNG BAKUGOU HAS BEEN CAPTURED."
"C-captured. How could this be? That arrogant fool. Now it is up to me to carry out this dastardly scheme alone. Evil! Maniacal! Villainous! MWAHAHAHA!"
"Gero. All Might Sensei. Why are you biting your fist?"
"DOH REDON" Answered All Might around a mouthful of fist, trying desperately not to laugh.
After making there way up another flight of stairs and heading towards the direction of loud cackling.
Trying to sneak carefully into the room but failing when one of Aoyama's pauldrons clanked against a pillar the two prepared for a confrontation.
"AHA! You have dispatched my minion and made it to my lair. But this is where your journey comes to an end heroes. You shan't touch this weapon whilst I still draw breath!"
Aoyama's expression remained unchanged from his usual beatific smile and Shinsou's eyebrows rose up his forehead.
"Err right. Well uhh, we'll stop you either way Meshiden[1] san."
Caught flatfooted by the apparent misreading of his name Iida spoke up to correct the mistake.
"It's Iida, why would you call me something so delici-"
Iida froze mid hand chop.
"Would you like to do the honours?"
"Merci monsieur."
Aoyama strolled over and placed a hand on the large Papier-mâché prop.
"HERO TEAM WINS!"
Once everyone was gathered in the viewing room and Bakugou had stopped seething so hard his hands exploded on their own All Might spoke up.
"CAN ANYONE TELL ME WHO THE MVP IS?"
Several hands rose and All Might picked Midoriya who appeared to be dancing on the spot.
"Shinsou kun."
"INDEED, AND WHY IS THAT?"
"Shinsou kun came up with a plan that rendered his opponent's knowledge of his quirk's function moot and carried out that plan perfectly. Despite Iida kun's staying in character so well he lost focus at the end. Bakugou-"
A withering glare from the boy in question made him fumble.
"B-Bakugou w-went off on his own w-without consulting his teammate. Aoyama had to be saved but cooperated excellently with his own teammate and performed his role in the plan with remarkable precision."
"What was the plan though?" the red-head asked.
"WOULD YOU LIKE TO CONTINUE ELUCIDATING YOUR CLASSMATES YOUNG MIDORIYA."
"You've had to take elocution lessons before, is that right Aoyama kun?"
"Vraiment astucieux, Midoriya kun." he said before suddenly his accent vanished. "I have indeed had lessons for speaking Japanese and English having moved to Japan from France when I was much younger. How, pray tell, were you able to deduce this?"
While the rest of the class were reeling from the abrupt change Izuku took it in stride.
"You were mouthing the words but your throat wasn't moving and Shinsou Kun's was."
"And why were you paying so much attention to our throats?" Hitoshi asked, slightly weirded out.
"Uhm … Some of my forms don't have ears so I've taken to focusing on people's mouths, vocal chords and body language j-just in case."
Suddenly very uncomfortable in the limelight Izuku looked back to All Might, hoping for him to continue.
"AHEM, VERY GOOD YOUNG MIDORIYA. YOUNG SHINSOU IS INDEED THE MVP FOR THIS MATCH. NEXT TEAMS HEAD OUT!"
Satou and Sero never stood a chance. Todoroki simply froze the building and requested Tokoyami search one side of the building whilst he searched the other.
The round finished in 48 seconds.
Shouto was MVP.
Jirou's hearing and Kirishima's hardening were almost the perfect counter to Hagakure's Ojiro's martial arts. Kyouka was able to pinpoint Tooru's footfalls and despite Mashirao's masterful prowess in throws and ability to fend off someone stronger than himself Eijirou's refusal to give the tailed boy a moment's reprieve to focus on the odd-eared girl meant his teammate was bypassed and the weapon secured by the heroes.
On the way down Jirou congratulated Hagakure on a killer right hook and Kirishima wouldn't stop gushing about how MANLY Ojiro's moves were.
MVP went to Jirou for use of tactics: taking an avoidable hit to advance the goal.
Izuku was having a mild conniption. He wanted very much to ask his teammate about forming a plan besides fortification but every time he turned his focus to here she was forming something new and showing off far more skin than he was comfortable seeing in person.
"Midoriya san, if you have something to add, now would be the time to do so."
Staring at the floor hard at the floor and steeling himself to not become tongue tied for his next sentence.
"W-will you be able to defend this room from within? B-because I m-may be able to run interference out there and d-defend the entrances."
"It is unlikely they will be able to enter this room from either door. I wish you had informed me sooner that you wished to exit, I am unsure if I will be able to replace the reinforcements before time is up." she bemoaned, preparing to dismantle her handiwork.
"T-that won't b-be necessary Y-yaoy-yorozu san."
She turned to face the stuttering greenette out of curiosity.
Noting the odd, vaguely gun-shaped, device he had retrieved from a container at his waist she observed him adjusting a few of the black spots on the back of his right glove.
"I won't be able to get back in, easily, or talk back once I do this so p-please bear with me."
"Will you be able to vocalise?"
"Uhh. Yes ... why?"
"Then I will adapt my questions to be answered in either the affirmative or negative. A single response for yes, two for no. Is that agreeable?"
Turning to face her properly and smiling brightly, Izuku nodded.
"That'll be perfect." he beamed before twisting the end of the device at the tip and aligning it with his suit's hand spots.
"Could uhm. Could you turn around for a second. I'm about to grow a bit and, if they got the specs right, my suit is likely going to function like breakaway clothing."
"O-oh. Uhm Of course." Momo said, blushing slightly whilst turning away.
"FIVE MINUTES ARE UP! HEROES HEAD IN!"
Momo heard a beep, several simultaneous pops and the sound of several sets of velcro tabs coming unstuck.
Waiting a few seconds further until the room's lighting ceased changing colour Yaoyorozu turned back around and gaped at the hulking creature before her.
Her first impression was of an enormous black, bipedal crab, on crystalline stilts, eating a one-eyed bat.
Her second, upon closer examination revealed that her first was not far off.
Hunched before her was Kabourophobe's nightmare.
Even bent over as it was she would have had to jump to be level with the unblinking eye in the middle of its face, unless she counted the corresponding, vivid green orbs, staring at her from the base of each of its tractor-tyre sized claws.
In place of feet and a lower back, large clusters of emerald green crystal sprouted and appeared to be pulsing, as if liquid inside.
There was no visible connection between its legs, torso and head but staring at the spaces between proved to cause discomfort behind her eyes.
Its head, comprised of the same onyx chitin as the rest of it, was a bizarre combination of an open, sharp toothed mouth and a bat in flight, hovering above the torso as it did.
The menacing aura of the beast was completely shattered the moment it tilted its head, lifted a claw and waved to her whilst emitting a chirruping squeak.
Remembering she was in the middle of a lesson and the demonic crustacean before her was her teammate, Momo filed away the turbulent storm of emotions for later and, with poise she barely felt, she found her voice.
"So … you will be off now?"
With a bob of its head, a parting chirp and a short hop, the Izuku, crab monster, thing, vanished into the floor below through its own shadow.
OMAKE
[On the way to the changing rooms]
"So that's the reason I called him 'purple hero boy,'"
"That is understandable Midoriya kun."
"So your vision like that ain- isn't that good huh?"
"Not really. If he hadn't of yelled out or started running I may not have noticed either of them."
"So wait" piped up a pink-skinned girl. "When you're a dino-dude, you're pretty much flying blind right?"
"Uhm sort of, yeah. Why?"
"Would that make you a Do-you-think-he-saurus?"
She was met with dead silence.
"If you had a dog, would you call him Do-you-think-he-saurus Rex?"
The silence stretched on.
"What uh, do you think of uh, chaos theory?"
The trio continued their trek towards the change-rooms.
"Do you move in herds?"
"Well technically I can form a group of-"
"Midoriya, do not encourage her."
She continued to chase them the rest of the way, playing discordant melodica music on her phone.
[1] The first Kanji for Iida can be read as cooked/boiled rice. Might've had the Don Panini scene from bleach running through my head.
Apologies for huge gap but at least the chapter's longer.
The teams and their order came from a random number generator type thingy which, defying many odds, just so happened to spit out two canon teams and alignments. Weird.
In addition to all the crazy going on my Dad's appendix decided it'd be an excellent time to burst, then the meds they put him on after surgery gave him vertigo. My mum got a respiratory infection and then had a bad reaction to the antibiotics she was on, par for the course. Meanwhile my new meds make me either sleep for 18 hours straight or not at all for 24+ hours. Yay.
Hope to have next chapter out far sooner than this, considering this one was likely to be written and uploaded a day after the previous one, with all the motivation running through me before everything went to pot.
Ships are still up in the air so if you have any thoughts or rationalisations on who and why be sure to put them in a review. We haven't gone far enough into Izuku's psyche and dug up all the underlying issues yet though so stay tuned.
My experience with french is less than zero so more apologies.
Ochako's quirk weirdness came about in a vastly off topic, impromptu discussion in the comments of a reddit post. The what and how will be revealed in due course.
Anyone figured out what sort of things Izuku's shifting into yet? It's going to come with a lot of extras down the line and may make all sorts of wonderful confusion.
Stay safe, stay frosty, stay curious.