Speaking of Easter, here's a two-week-late Easter chapter that I wrote because the idea amused me.

I had a friend give me seven random numbers, each between 1 and 10.

This will show how much of a fanboy/fangirl the person is of All Might.

(Yes, he's making a guest appearance in this chapter.)

(And yes, he will be accurate)

(I hope)

(Okay, well... about that...)

Here's the order:

Kirishima = 9

Bakugou = 1.5

Deku = 5

Todoroki = 7.45 (why??? A decimal???)

Hagakure = 4

Aizawa = 10 (OH THIS WILL BE FUN)

Sakura = 8 (yes, she will know who he is in this)

So, without further ado...

Read on.

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It was quite, the house dark. Nighttime. The only peace any of them got from the daytime (For Bakugou, at least).

Until, a light at the end of the main hall flicked on. More lights turned on, leading to shadowed figure at the end. Loud laughter echoed from the man, causing the teenagers to hear it from their bedrooms in the very same hallway. One door cracked open, and a face poked out. The boy's eyes widened.

"All Might??!" Kirishima ran to the other doors, kicking them open. "GUYS ALL MIGHT'S HERE. WAKE UP, GET YOUR BUTTS OUT OF BED AND-"

"Did you say 'All Might?'"

Kirishima looked to where the voice had come from, which was right at his feet. Aizawa was looking up at him from his cocoon of a sleeping bag. Kirishima pointed down the hallway to where the highly-esteemed hero posed, the light about him still not lit. The black-haired hermit turned to look at the shadowed man, and his eyes grew wide, a strange glint entering them. He wiggled on the ground, turning over onto his stomach in the sleeping bag, before half-leaping, half-crawling over to All Might. He shot his arms out of the sleeping bag, and wrapped them around All Might's ankle.

"Ican'tbelieveityou'reactuallyherepleasewakemeupimprobablydreaming-" he continued to mumble words inaudibly, his head practically buried in the floor. Then he pulled his face up. "CAN I PLEASE GET AN AUTOGRAPH-"

"Okay, okay, calm down." All Might shook him off his ankle. "Yes, you can."

Another door opened, and Midoriya emerged, rubbing sleep out of his eyes. He blinked once, twice. "All Might?"

Then the last light flickered on above the hero.

"Yes, it is me! I AM HERE!"

The rest of the students had now been dragged out of their rooms by Kirishima, and they all stopped short as they stared at All Might. His shadow had looked normal, his hair sticking up, his muscled form obvious. But what they were seeing wasn't muscles.

"I came to inform you that it is Easter!" He crossed his arms. "And I decided to make it a little more exciting for you since I woke all of you up at 3:00 AM!"

They weren't sure if this was exciting or frightening. Most likely the latter.

Where All Might's hair had once stuck up were rabbit ears, which were connected to a bunny suit.

"Did I accomplish my goal?" He practically blinded them with his smile.

"This is what I woke up at 3:00 AM for?" Bakugou sighed. "I'm going back to sleep."

Kirishima caught him back the collar of his shirt.

"No, you're not leaving," he said through his forced smile.

"Well," Todoroki paused, looking his favorite hero up and down, not sure how to react. "You've certainly managed to, um, surprise us, that's for sure."

"I think you look great," Sakura gushed, which was completely out of character for her. (AN: HA, that's funny... it's not like anyone else is out of character...) She dragged Hagakure behind her as she fumbled for her phone. "Can we get a picture? Please?"

They all posed together, and Kirishima joined the group photo as everyone else stared at them. They angled the camera down so they could get Aizawa in the picture as well.

"Wait, how did you get in?" Bakugou asked.

"I walked through the front door," the hero explained.

"THE FRONT DOOR? WE'VE BEEN TRYING TO FIND THAT FOR WEEKS," Todoroki yelled, banging his head against the wall and muttering 'why' repeatedly under his breath.

"It is time for me to leave, though, so-"

"NO PLEASE DON'T GO!" Aizawa curled himself around the hero's leg. "NONONONON-"

All Might easily shook him off. "Goodbye, students, and good luck!" Then he disappeared. Like, straight-up, disappeared. Poof. Gone.

The teenagers all stared at the spot he had been, before dragging themselves back to bed, completely ignoring Aizawa, who was sprawled on the ground, unmoving. He had left the sleeping bag. His shell was gone. He was vulnerable. Weakened.

Realizing this, he scrambled back into the bag, and wiggled back to his room.

Once all the doors closed, the lights went out, one by one. The light which All Might had been under went out last, leaving a message in familiar handwriting.

HAPPY EASTER!

--- All Might

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Happy Late-late-late-lateeeee Easter everyone! Or, just, happy times if you don't celebrate that.