Chapter 2

The first day wasn't so bad. Sans managed to learn all of the kids names, so he'd say he scored pretty well. After that he had went home, gave his cat some tummy rubs, then got in quite a bit of sleep. Then slept in.

Whoops.

Most of the staff was actually pretty chill about Sans sleeping in. He had a month before school even started to get to know them, so they knew pretty well that he was a napper. Sans didn't even technically have to be in the first half of the day, though he could be called down for homework help. Which had happened today.

"I said I don't need any help!" Bakugou had snapped when Sans walked into the room, "So go away!"

"Hey, if he said he doesn't need help, I mean, I could go into the back and take a nap." Sans pointed over his shoulder.

Yamada, the english teacher, shook his head. "No, you have to help him! We need him to understand this! It's only the second day and he's struggling. Oh boy oh boy."

Sans slowly looked between Yamada and Bakugou, then pointed to himself. "I don't even fucking speak proper english, how do ya expect me to teach him?"

"I have another class to teach, this is his study hall. Just help him however you can."

Yamada was a pretty decent guy, Sans had learned that when working with him. They both had set up the kids uniforms earlier, and Yamada didn't skip on the work. Was pretty chill to Sans as well. However, Bakugou...

"I said I don't need -"

"Yeah, yeah, yer said that, now shut it."

Sans plopped himself down into the seat next to the kids, looking down at the assignment. Verbs. Adjectives. Seriously? Sans was good at talking to people, but he didn't know the fundamentals. Whenever he entered english he might as well had been given an F.

"Oh shit, your assignment sucks," Sans said, before pulling out his phone. "Yeah we're going to google this."

That had caught the kid off guard, because he made a noise as Sans pulled out his phone. "Aren't you supposed to know this?"

"I'm a scientist, and I know how to talk english, so knowing this kinda stuff was something that never stuck to me. Sorry, guess I'm not real good at my job, heh." Sans shrugged.

There was a moment of silence between them. Bakugou snarled out a noise, stared down at his paper for a moment, before he swiped it to the side and stood up.

"I didn't ask for your help, and I certainly don't need it!" He growled, before stomping off.

What a great first tutoring session. Sans sighed, crossing his arms and staring at the paper as it fluttered down to the floor.

What was with that kid, anyway?

So Sans stood up and left.

The second day was about as simple as the first, though one of the students (obviously Bakugou) decided to go a little overboard. The guy had some serious anger issues, or some pride that was left to overload his brain. Sans watched the kids with interest, but only added puns occasionally. Because honestly, there wasn't much for him to add teaching wise. Plain and simple, Sans sucked as a teacher.

It was after school, when Sans was looking over the lesson plans, that sans had heard a voice. Granted, it was only the second day, so the students weren't very fond of him, and vise versa, but there was some very obvious relationships inside of the class. Particularly blondie chomps and green haired broccoli boy.

And man, did he hear some weird stuff.

Sans didn't know people could be born quirkless. Since he had lived here for only eight months, he didn't know all of the ins and outs of this society just yet. That was still a work in progress.

"I lost. I never lose, especially to people like you!" Bakugou snapped, shaking his head as if flies were surrounding him. He muttered to himself for a moment, before lifting his head. "I'm going to beat you, I'm going to beat everyone, and then I'll become the strongest hero! Even surpassing All Might!"

"If you're going to surpass the highest ranking hero," Sans said, lazily walking between them, "Yer might wanna control that temper of yours. It's not going to get you very far."

There was a moment of silence, just a moment, where Bakugou stared at Sans. And during that moment, Sans realized just how harder than he expected getting close to all of the kids would be. Because some of them weren't exactly fond of their teachers.

"You're one to talk, Miss Assistant teacher, you aren't a real hero." He spat out, shaking his head. "I haven't even seen your quirk. Do you have one? Maybe Deku took yours. If you can't even help me with English then you can't help me become the best."

"So, then," Sans quietly tiled his head to the side, "You really did want help understanding your English, huh?"

A brief flicker behind the kids eyes before he turned, shaking his head, and grumbled as he walked away.

"Sans? Are you alright?"

Crap, Sans forgot Midoriya was there. The kid looked horrified at what Bakugou had told Sans, big green eyes watering like no one's business.

"It's fine, kiddo, I just think he has some ego problems," Sans said, "And... he ain't exactly wrong. I'm just the assistant teach'."

"You are just the assistant teacher, but you're still working at the best hero school and was hand chosen by our homeroom teacher, you do have to admit that's quite a feat."

So he was trying to cheer Sans up, eh? What a lad. Out of all of the kids so far, Sans easily had a grasp on him the most. Because...

If he was wearing a red scarf, he'd be rather identical to someone he knew. Clothing and personality wise.

"Not really, I don't care for accomplishments or anything, kiddo. Ya don't need to cheer me up. If anything, you should have reported the bullying earlier." Sans walked up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "I'm a person that doesn't care about status, and while that's a big thing for everyone else in this world, I'll never care. I'm a person of connections. That doesn't mean other people can't care, you both want to strive towards the top in different ways, and that's okay. I should'a supported it a little bit more than just sit back like I've been doing, though teaching ain't really my thing, kiddo. I should be able to help with his homework and help with him, but I can't, so he's a bit right. And also, yer don't have to prove anything to anyone. Popularity doesn't matter. Because, at the end of the day, you know who you are. You have friends and a family, and they trust and support you as well. Don't feel pressured by anyone else, 'right?"

It's been awhile since he's given a pep talk, but the kid clearly needed it. He looked almost on the verge of crying, lightly sniffing.

"Welp, Midoriya, I gotta broc and roll now," Sans said, letting go of his shoulders.

Midoriya stared at Sans with a caught off guard expression. "Was... Was that a pun because my hair looks like broccoli?"

"Yup. Couldn't think of a pun for yer name so I did yer hair. Bye!"

With that, Sans walked off, overing a wave over his shoulder.

And the next time Midoryia said hi to Sans, he offered a bigger smile than usual, and even asked for him to eat lunch with him and his friends.

Guess things were working out in their own way, huh?

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Time had passed since then. Sans mostly napped through that time, with a bit of kitty cuddles in between, along with dinners from his two friends. He managed to get close to a few of the more open going students, which was what teachers needed to do, so Sans was pretty happy.

It... was okay. Just okay. Sans couldn't say teaching was, or ever would be, his passion. He was a scientist, always loved doing experiments, not to mention jokes were always fun to do. Pranks as well. Can't say Aizawa enjoyed waking up with bright pink hair. Once he got over his confusion on how Sans and his wife managed to do that, he then started to throw things at them. Sans had teleported out of the room, snorting the whole way.

"Sans, remember how you promised me you would owe me one?"

Sans groaned, pulling his head back up. He had been in a very comfortable position, mind you. Head tilted back, mouth open, his nap had been pretty nice. Though, for All Might, another friend, he cracked open an eye and watched the skinny version of him approach.

"Heya, big guy. Said I would. What's up?" He pulled himself further, craning his neck to look for the Principal. Nope, he was alone. "So did ya already get scolded for being heroic all morning or does the Principal have yet to find you?"

All Might grimaced at that. "You saw the news, huh?"

"Yuparo. Saw you used all of your time already. Heh. Just watching it made me feel exhausted. But you mentioned a favor?"

It was true that Sans did promise him an 'I owe you'. Mostly to keep Sans' powers shut. Sans wasn't very fond of people knowing he even had strong magic, sort of the same way All Might wanted Sans to keep his own second form shut in. It was a mutual exchange, but when a student asked how some bones appeared, All Might made such a quick fib Sans had to promise him.

"You were asked to stay here and watch over the school because of the attack, right?"

"Well, it wasn't really an attack, but yeah, I guess," Sans said, brushing some stray white hair out of his face.

The reporters that broke inside really showed just how popular this school was. What had concerned the staff, though, was the mysterious force that had broken the gate for the school. So, in their little panic, they didn't want too many teachers to leave, doing a thorough investigation both on the school and around the perimeter. They wanted people that could get around quick, like Sans, to stay behind for the day in case they discovered anyone. Thus, Sans skipping out on the little field trip and staying here, waiting for any call. Though he doubted one would come, if someone really did break into the school they wouldn't have stayed. The most they'd find would probably be missing files or weapons.

"Because of what I did earlier, I have barely any time left on my hero form for today already, and I was supposed to go with the kids for their training. Aizawa and Thirteen have it handled, but I'd feel bad if I didn't at least send a cover for me. Since you're already their assistant teacher, I was hoping you could go in my place."

Hm. Sans blinked a few times, staring up at the ceiling. Not a bad idea, but the training had already long since started.

"Did ya get permission from the principal?" Sans asked.

"Since I was already planned to go out, that means one person can leave without us losing any hands. The investigation is almost over, anyways," He said. "Could you go for me?"

"Eh, sure." With that, Sans pulled himself forward, white teeth steadily grinning. "I'll port over. Don't strain yourself, alright?"

After a few more minutes of light discussion and agreements, Sans closed his eyes, leaned back, and let himself be dragged through time and space to the facility where the training was taking place. They should be doing rescue, right? Sans wasn't real good at that, wasn't a hero, after all. Saving people from natural disasters was far from his paygrade.

When Sans arrived popped into existence, his teeth gritted closed from shock, suppressing the hello he intended to share at the scene.

This wasn't good. At all.

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I am already far into season 3 of the anime, and I've only been watching it while I animate, and I've just finished with the draft of the meme, rip

also this was the last chapter I had prepared so be ready for random uploads

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