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Midoriya grinned as he woke up. Sitting up, he swung his legs off the bed and rubbed his eyes. Then his grin turned into a frown.
Oh shoot, he didn't know what to do today.
Well, this was a problem. Midoriya quickly scoured his brain for something.
And he came up with something alright.
Pig-Latin.
Hadn't he read something about it once before? All he had to do was say the first consonant, put it at the back of the word with -ay and boom. Done. There were other rules as well, but Midoriya knew them well enough.
He had read a book about a Viking-in-training that had a pig that spoke Pig-Latin after all.
So, he put on his clothes, brushed his teeth, came back to his room, put on his uniform, got his school bag, and went downstairs.
The elevator dinged as the door opened.
"Ave-hay a-yay ood-gay orning-may!" he waved cheerfully. The others looked at him, confused.
[Different people have different rules in Pig-Latin. My way is using 'yay' after a word that starts with a vowel. Yours might have 'way' or 'ay'. I've heard both before.]
"Don't you mean good morning?" Jirou said and Midoriya faltered. "Eah-yay, ood-gay orning-may!"
"What's he saying?" Todoroki asked. Many people shrugged.
"Say good morning, Midoriya!" Kaminari whined and Midoriya said, "Ood-gay orning-may."
"It's good morning, shitty nerd."
"Ats-thay at-whay I'm-yay ying-tray o-tay ay-say! Ood-gay orning-may!"
Tokoyami then pointed out, "Maybe he's speaking another language. If we can look up a word, maybe we'll figure out how to understand him."
Class 1a nodded. Momo took out her phone ("Rich people," Uraraka grumbled) and looked up at Midoriya.
"Say a word again."
"Ood-gay orning-may."
"It sounded like oodgay orningmay," Mina put in her two cents. Bakugou rolled his eyes and said, "Yeah, we know pinky."
"According to this search," Momo began, "I believe he is speaking Pig-Latin."
There was silence before everyone shouted.
"What the hell is Pig-Latin?"
"Who names something after a pig?"
"Alright, that can't be a real language."
Momo explained, "Pig-Latin is a made-up language formed from English by transferring the initial consonant or consonant cluster of each word to the end of the word and adding a vocalic syllable so chicken soup would be translated to ickench-ay oup-say. Pig Latin is typically spoken playfully, as if to convey secrecy."
"Then how are we going to speak it?" Uraraka asked. Iida turned to Aoyama.
"Aoyama, you speak French and Japanese, correct?" Iida chopped his right arm.
Aoyama nodded, twirled, and struck a pose, the background teal with yellow sparkles. "Of course, mon amie! Je ne parle francais!"
'Where did that background come from?' they all wondered.
Midoriya then said, "Ow-nay at-whay?"
"How do we translate that?" Sato asked and Momo looked at Midoriya.
"Midoriya, can you write normally?"
Midoriya went to the kitchen and grabbed a pencil. He then went through his bag and got out a paper. Writing on it, he wrote:
'I'm-yay ot-nay iting-wray in-yay Ig-pay Atin-lay.'
Putting the pencil down, he shook his head. The class groaned, grumbled, sighed, or a combination of the three.
Aoyama tried to cheer him up with cheese. Todoroki and Hitoshi suspiciously looked at him.
"So," Hagakure started, "how are we going to tell Aizawa-sensei, Mic-sensei, Midnight-sensei, and everyone else?"
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Whatever Aizawa was expecting, it was not Midoriya speaking another language, a made up one to be exact. He sighed as his class tried to explain how to speak it.
"Alright, can we get a translator or something," he groaned and his class stopped.
Good.
"We, erm, didn't think that," Sero sheepishly admitted and Aizawa desperately wanted to sigh again.
These kids were heroes-in-training and yet sometimes they show the same amount of intellect as All Might.
"Well, Problem Child, I'll let you use your phone to translate, only because I trust you. Got it?" Aizawa turned to Midoriya, who beamed, nodded, and gave him a thumbs up.
This time, Aizawa really did sigh.
His Problem Child was becoming even more problematic.
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Present Mic burst into the room like always, yelling out, "Who's ready to learn English?!?"
"Um, Mic-sensei, kero," Asui raised her hand. Present Mic pointed at her and said, "Hit me with what you want to say!"
"Midoriya, kero, can't really speak English today."
"And why's that?!?"
Midoriya stepped in to help Asui. "Ecause-bay I-yay an-cay only-yay eak-spay and-yay ite-wray in-yay Ig-pay Atin-lay, os-ay I-yay an't-cay eally-ray eak-spay English-yay."
Present Mic blinked for a moment before yelling, "What language was that?!?"
Shouji answered with a tentacle, "Pig-Latin. He's supposed to be using a translator, but we didn't want him to get in trouble until we told you."
Present Mic nodded dumbly. "Then, you're going to have to use your phone for me to understand."
Midoriya smiled before pulling out his phone.
Present Mic struggled to keep his smile up. He taught English, god dammit, not this Pig-Latin!
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"Unch-lay ime-tay!" Midoriya shot his hands up in the air and Iida commented, "That means lunchtime, am I correct, Midoriya?"
MIdoriya nodded. "Ep-yay! Ood-gay ob-jay, Iida-yay!"
"Oh, thank you, Midoriya," Iida smiled.
"Did you study Pig-Latin during that free-period during English?" Todoroki asked.
Present Mic ended up screaming over halfway through the lesson and let them have the rest of the period off.
Iida nodded. "Correct."
Just then, Monoma strutted up to Class 1a. "Well, well, it looks like even the teachers don't like Class 1a. That obviously means Class 1b is better."
"O-gay away-yay, ease-play, Onoma-may," Midoriya said and Monoma stopped. He then pointed to Midoriya and turned to the others.
"Is that why he screamed?"
They nodded and Monoma scoffed. "I should have known. I'm only going to say this once, but I take my words back. Anyone would scream if they had to translate Pig-Latin."
"Ey-hey!"
"It's the truth," Monoma shrugged his shoulders and he sauntered away.
"What was that?" Uraraka asked, pointing at the retreatign back of Monoma.
"I believe that was Monoma saying sorry," Iida pushed up his glasses.
"Weird" was Hitoshi's comment on it.
"Revelry in the darkness."
Todoroki shrugged and started walking, "I just want my cold soba."
Midoriya, Hitoshi, Iida, Tokoyami, and Uraraka followed after him.
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Aizawa was going through his papers when he remembered that the quirk was only supposed to last one month.
Aizawa did the math. It was one month and two days right now.
He slammed his head on the table.
Aizawa just gave up.
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Meanwhile...
Nezu was cackling, spilling his tea everywhere.
How long would it take for them to catch on?
The teachers felt a shiver go up their spine.
The rat god was doing something and they were too afraid to ask what.