Aizawa internally groaned as he opened the door to his classroom, he was just back from a meeting with Nezu and he wasn't enjoying the day so far.

"Sit down, problem children," he said as he walked to the front of the class. "I have an announcement from principal Nezu, we are going on a trip," he said as class 2-A erupted in shouts and cheers.

"Okay, okay, shut up, shut up," he said, and the class immediately quietened down, they knew better than to anger the tired teacher.

"Where are we going?" Mina asked, piquing the interest of her other classmates.

"Los Angeles, America," their teacher mumbled as he rubbed his temple, awaiting the oncoming chaos.

"Wow! Sick!" Kaminari shouted out, earning shouts of agreement from Kirishima and Sero.

"Fuck yeah," Katsuki happily whispered to himself though it didn't go unnoticed by his classmates, some ignored it and continued talking to their friends, some tossed a glance at him confused while some, by some it was the Bakusquad, stared at him, eyes as wide as saucers. He scoffed to himself as he watched them gawk at him.

'They're acting like I just confessed my undying love for the caterpillar,' he thought to himself as he rolled his eyes, turning his focus back to his teacher.

"We leave on Monday, in two weeks' time, this should be enough time to get your parents' permission and pack the things you need," he informed his class.

"Mr. Aizawa, if I may, I believe it is incredibly unprofessional to send us away like this! I believe we should be taking the time to learn and practice as heroes, as a pro-hero and teacher it is incredibly unbecoming of you to allow your class to stop training to be a hero! I am afraid I will have to take this up with one of the higher-ups! As someone of the great Iida family, I don't believe that I will even have enough time to sign your form for permission as my family are incredibly busy!" Iida said as he stood up from his seat and chopped his arms. Aizawa rolled his eyes.

"There's no uniform in America meaning you wear your normal clothes, there are dress codes to make sure you don't wear anything too revealing and such. Please have your forms handed in on my desk, signed and ready to go by Friday afternoon next week. That is all, you are dismissed," he said, ignoring Iida. The sound of chairs scraping against the floor and the class talking amongst themselves sounded out over the classroom as Aizawa shuffled himself into his sleeping bag, drifting off to sleep.

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It was now Monday, the class had all given in their permission slips and as it turns out, Iida's mother had more than enough time to sign her sons form.

"Alright problem children, apparently I have to take the register to make sure everyone is here or something," Aizawa said as he pulled a piece of paper out of his pockets. "Just say here, if you're here. Alright, Yuuga Aoyama?"

"Here!" He announced as he fixed his hair in a compact mirror.

"Great... um, Mina Ashido?"

"I'm here Mr. Aizawa!" She said as she waved her hand over the heads of her classmates.

"K, Tsuyu Asui?"

"Here, kero!"

"Tenya Iida?"

"I am present Mr. Aizawa!" Iida announced as he did his usual choppy hand motions.

"Woohoo." Aizawa deadpanned. "Ochako Uraraka?" He called out.

"I'm here!" She said in her overly bubbly voice as she held Iidas arm, she had recently started dating him.

"Yay..." Aizawa said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Mashiro Ojiro?"

"Here sir!"

"Mk... Denki Kaminari?"

Silence fell over the class room as Aizawa sighed and looked up at his students.

"Denki Kaminari?" He repeated.

"Here!!" He panted as he bust through the door, closely followed by Kirishima and Sero.

"Great, next time, don't be late, Kirishima Eijiro? You're here," he said, speaking to himself as he ticked off the two boys names.

"Kouji Koda... he wasn't allowed to go," Aizawa said as he wrote something down on the piece of paper. "Rikido Sato?"

"Here!" He said, his voice slightly muffled as he ate a bun.

"Mezou Shoji is not coming..." Aizawa said, speaking more to himself than his students again.

"Kiyoka Jirou?"

"Here."

"Sero is here... Fumikage Tokoyami?"

"May you be one with the darkness!" Someone shouted.

"Just say here next time," Aizawa sighed as he looked over the register. "Shoto Todoroki?"

"Here," he said in his usual monotone voice.

"Great, Hagakure is unable to come... um, Bakugo Katsuki?"

"Yeah, I'm fucking here!" Katsuki shouted from the back of the class earning scoff from his teacher.

"Minoru Mineta?"

"Here, Mr. Aizawa!"

"And last but not least, Momo Yaoyorozu?"

"I am here, Mr. Aizawa!" She said as she sat down on her desk.

"Great, everyone who's supposed to be here is, alright let's get going," Aizawa said as he lifted his now rolled up sleeping bag and made his way out of the door and into the hallway. "We don't have all day!" He shouted from the hallway and class 2-A rushed to join him.

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Class 2-A sighed happily as they got off the plane, not knowing the worst was yet to come.

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