Mha One shots 2024!

After a brief discussion, and a few cautious calls, Toga was selected next to supervise Class 1-A. She arrived the next day, bubbly and eager, eyes sparkling like a child on Christmas morning.

"Hiya, everyone!" she chirped as she burst through the door. "Get ready for some fun! I'm going to make this the best training experience EVER!"

A collective breath was held. The students could hardly believe a villain—who had been so close to erasing their very existence—was just going to, what, babysit them?

As it turned out, Toga's version of supervision had little to do with traditional training. She promptly announced, "Alright, folks! Since the New Year is coming, we're going to do arts and crafts every day! Who's excited?!"

The overwhelming shock gradually gave way to confused laughter. "Arts and crafts?" Bakugo snarled, his fiery temper simmering just below the surface.

"Oh come on Bakugo !" Denki shouted, unable to contain his laughter.

"Wait! It could actually be fun!" Uraraka's voice rang out, her optimism shining brighter than the winter sun.

And that was how the mayhem began. Classes transformed into chaotic, paint-splattered rooms filled with glitter, tempera paints, and loud music blaring from a portable speaker Toga had turned up full blast. Toga encouraged everyone to express themselves, an open invitation to creativity that quickly spiraled into madness.

On day one, Momo delivered an impressive array of materials to the classroom. The students were bursting with excitement and determination, each one eager to create something magnificent. The room became a swirling canvas of paint and projects.

But things took a turn when a simple idea to create New Year's decorations escalated into a full-blown competition. Toga challenged the students to see who could create the most outrageous, villainous decoration possible.

"Get creative—make it spectacular!" Toga declared, her manic energy floating in the room like fairy dust.

The chaos intensified the next day when Bakugo, never one to back down from a challenge, launched himself into a frenzy of explosive creativity. His brightly colored paper exploded into the air, raining confetti down upon everyone. Midoriya, ever the enthusiastic participant, found himself trying to create a giant paper mache dragon, but his ambition saw bits of sticky paper flying everywhere as he struggled to keep it all together.

Uraraka, not to be outdone, decided to float the materials around and create "zero-gravity" art in a haphazard series of events that left the room looking like an art supply store had exploded.

"WE'RE GONNA WIN THIS!" Bakugo shouted, splattering yet another bright hue on Todoroki, who had been focused on creating a simple snowy landscape. "Step it up, icy hot!"

Three days in, and the room was a tornado of colors, sparkly materials, and laughter. While Aizawa was away, the students experienced a strange sense of camaraderie, united by creative chaos and Toga's unpredictable guidance.

Meanwhile, Toga reveled in the environment she had fostered. "You're all like little puppies!" she clapped her hands joyously, eyes shining. "Draw me more chaos! I love it!"

As New Year's approached, the class had transformed. Amid the chaotic art projects, they had each learned something valuable—how to collaborate, how to embrace whimsy, and sometimes, how to be a little unpredictable themselves.

When Aizawa returned, he had a sinking feeling in his stomach as he approached his classroom. The laughter and the music grew louder, accompanied by the unmistakable scent of paint and gooey crafts. He opened the door to an explosion of colors, and graduates of chaos met him with triumphant smiles.

"Uh…what happened here?" Aizawa asked, blinking at the glitter-covered student who approached him, holding a tissue-paper dragon.

"We decorated for New Year's! And we learned how to think outside the box!" Midoriya exclaimed, his face beaming with pride.

And as Aizawa took a deep breath, he couldn't help but feel a slight twinge of approval. Maybe unleashing Toga on his class wasn't the worst idea after all. After all, heroes could benefit from some chaos now and then.