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Finally, the night came and Jet was extremely exhausted. This entire day had worn him out...well...worn him out mentally namely. Being dragged into this "prison", meeting others in this strange project headed by a Kaiba, watching that Zirco fellow flawlessly summon his Duel Dragon...and that was only today. Tomorrow still held some strangeness, he was sure of. Nevertheless, Jet walked into his room, noticing Mr. E wasn't there. Finally, no one could stop him from finally sleeping. With a loud yawn, Jet collapsed on his bed, beginning to become one with it before slipping towards the realm known as Dreamland in order to finally get some sleep. Oh how he wished that was how things went... Suddenly Jet heard a knock on the door. "Okay girl, it's time for a slumber party!!" The door busted opened, and a woman walked in, waving at Jet. "Are you ready for tonight?" Jet let out a groan, hearing the voice only to look at who walked in...and it was...not what he was expecting. "Uhhhhh..." he simply said, blinking a few times before sitting up, rubbing his eyes some. He was obviously seeing things. The woman looked back, blinking to herself. "Oh. I um... I thought because we had more girls I'd be bunking with a girl. I suppose I should changed back...," She looked down at herself. "Then again, these are fun to play with," She commented as she grabbed her breasts. "Hey Jet, you wanna crop a feel?" "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...." Jet blinked again, his face turning red just looking at the woman. "W-Who...? W-What...?" "Oh yeah, I suppose I should introduce myself," She said as she slowly walked over, climbing onto his bed with a coy smile. "If a handsome boy like you must know...," She said as she leaned close to Jet's face, so close that they were almost touching. "My name is...," There was a suddenly puff of smoke, one that quickly cleared. However, when the smoke was gone, the woman was replaced by... "Mr. E!" Jet blinked...once...twice...three times. This was something that he wasn't expecting, but at the same time, this whole situation of him being stuck here wasn't something he was expecting either. "...u-um...c-c-can I ask...w-what...the a-actual f-fuck?" he asked, his face still incredibly red. "S-Seriously..." "Well, you see, Mr. Jet," Mr. E said, not moving from his position. "I thought I was going to be bunking with a girl tonight, and I thought they might be uncomfortable sleeping with a guy, so by giving my wand a twirl, I turned myself into a girl," Jet blinked again, rubbing his eyes, feeling incredibly uncomfortable in this position right now...simply attempting to push Mr. E up and off. "T-That...didn't a-a-answer anything...w-whatever...I-I'll just sleep i-in the hallway..." he groaned. "Oh no you don't!" Mr. E said. "I'll just sleep in the other bed there," He pointed to the bed on the other side of the room. "I'll have to fix it up but it isn't bad," He said as he rolled off the bed. "Really now, sleep in the hallway? What an odd notion," Jet groaned again, collapsing on the bed again, throwing his pillow over his head. ...w-why...does t-the universe...want to s-screw my l-l-life...? he thought, attempting to fall asleep.

It had taken him many tries. He had tried many things, taken many stances, but finally, like Hercules holding up the sky, he managed to hold on to that damn cube for an hour. As if it was the signal to his victory, the chamber depressurize from the other side, a loud hissing noise filling the air as door on the opposite side of the room opened. It was like something out of a sci-fi movie, really. Herc looked at the door, sighing to himself. Instead of going through though, he flopped onto the ground, his back leaning against the giant cube he was holding. He could afford a few minutes… or sixty. Instead of those minutes, however, Herc was met with someone on the other side of the door opening it after a short while, peeking into the room and the man inside. On the other side of the door was a girl, from whom Herc could probably feel a disapproving look, even if her face showed no such thing. “Get up,” she coldly said. “You’re wasting your time, as well as mine.” “Okay, but consider the following,” Herc retorted. “Is it really a waste of time to regain my strength, so I don’t waste my time being exhausted with… whatever it is we’re doing next?” “Mock combat, according to the teachers. Regaining your strength is good and well, but you may one day have to capture villains whilst exhausted. If you’re going to catch your breath, at least do it in here so I can get a better look at you.” “Fine, fine, I’m comin’,” Herc muttered as he stood up, groaning a bit as he stretched, walking over to the door and opening it, squeezing his way inside. “Sato Rei,” the girl simply stated as Herc stepped in. “That’s my name. My Quirk is called Checkpoint. It allows me to mark a location and return to it later. Seeing as we’re likely going to be partners, I would like your name and Quirk in return now.” “Geez, so pushy. You’d think we’re dating,” Herc muttered. “Well, I’m Herc Coleo. Now, I’m sure my quirk is rather obvious,” He mentioned as he motioned to himself. “But I’ll give you the rundown anyways. My Quirk is Brain Power, and its sustained by eating smart people. And as you might guess, eating smart people has an obvious effect,” He paused for dramatic effect. “It gives me electrical powers,” “...” A mildly dumbfounded look spread on Rei’s face, as she looked at the impressively large beetle man on the floor, then back into the room he’d come from, and the large block in it. “Mutant-type Quirk,” she started, closing the door. “Provides the user with super strength. High durability is also to be expected, looking at your exoskeleton. I was asking about your Quirk as a formality, but you shouldn’t take me for a fool because of it.” “Nah, just keeping the mood light. It’s sort of my gimmick,” Herc admitted. “Figures my partner is the one devoid of a sense of humor,” “I’m more interested in my duty as a hero-to-be than making jokes. Trying to implement comedic timing into combat with a villain would just distract me. Whatever we’re about to face off with, I would appreciate if you took the same mindset; I doubt our opponent will be a pushover.” “No promises, I’ve practiced my quips so much they’re now a habit,”

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