Chapter 15: The Wheel of Chaos and the Bunny-Suit Betrayal
A/N: I have two things to share with you all today.
First, a confession: I think I have a habit of [making my girlfriend angry just because she looks so cute when she's annoyed. Is that just me?
Also, the music videos for today's chapter were hand-picked by her from my personal playlist. Give them a listen and comment with your favorite track!]
[Sunny Midoriya POV]
"No. Stop. Everyone, cease and desist before I use my earphone jacks to lobotomize the entire room."
The chaos of the "Boom-Boom Den" (formerly known as Bakugo's bedroom) came to a screeching, metallic halt. Bakugo was mid-swing with a drumstick, Kaminari was currently glowing like a neon sign, and Mina was practicing a power-slide that was leaving neon-pink acid streaks on the floorboards.
Jirou stood in the center of the stage I'd grown from the floor, her arms crossed and a look of professional agony on her face.
"We have roles," Jirou stated, her voice dropping into that flat, 'I'm-the-only-sane-person-here' tone. "We have a stage. We have Tokoyami over there making the shadows look 'edgy.' But we do NOT have music. If we just start making noise, we aren't a band. We're a construction site."
"I told you!" Bakugo roared, slamming a cymbal just to make a point. [CLANG!] "I'm not playing some bubblegum pop garbage! If the beat doesn't sound like a building collapsing, I'm out!"
"But Kacchan," Izuku chimed in, holding a tambourine that I had flavored like mint. "We need a structure! Sunny's reality-warping responds to the vibe of the song. If we don't have a script, he might accidentally turn the house into a literal opera house in the middle of a thunderstorm."
"Actually, Izu-chan, I was thinking more along the lines of a disco in a black hole," I chirped, leaning against the air at a 45-degree angle. [CREAK]. "But Jirou's right. We need a catalyst. A vibe-check."
I snapped my fingers. [POP!]
In the center of the room, a giant, ten-foot-tall carnival wheel appeared. It was painted in garish neon pinks and yellows, spinning with a rhythmic [CLICK-CLICK-CLICK]. Instead of numbers, the slots were filled with icons: a tiny violin, a pink rabbit, a flaming guitar, and something that looked suspiciously like a picture of Aqua crying.
"Behold!" I announced, spreading my gloved hands wide as pyrotechnics shot out of Bakugo's laundry basket. "The Wheel of Chaos Music! Guaranteed to find the song that fits our current level of 'Unstable Narrative Energy.' Denki, you're the human battery! Give it a spin!"
"HELL YEAH!" Kaminari yelled, lunging for the lever. "I want something with a killer solo!"
Kaminari yanked the lever. The wheel spun so fast it blurred into a rainbow of legal liabilities. We all leaned in. The clicking slowed down... [CLICK]... [CLICK]... [DING!]
The pointer landed on a tiny, gold-filigreed icon of a violin. A spotlight hit the wheel, and the words AJR - WORLD'S SMALLEST VIOLIN appeared in floating, 3D text.
"A violin song?" Bakugo sneered. "You want me to play some orchestra-nerd crap?"
"Oh, Kacchan," I grinned, my teeth flashing a literal [DING]. "This isn't Vivaldi. This is a rhythmic panic attack. Toga! Are the lenses clean? Mina, get the neon-smoke ready! Tokoyami, give me a moody spotlight! Because the world is about to see why you never give a toon a string instrument."
"Ready, Sunny-kun!" Toga's voice giggled from her perch on the wardrobe. "The red 'Record' light is on!"
[Himiko Toga POV]
I love my job.
Sunny is at the center of the room, his white gloves glowing as he pulls a violin out of his own chest. But it's not a normal violin. It's the size of a toothpick.
Click. Click. Click.
The beat starts. It's bouncy. Bakugo hits the snare with a [THWACK] that sounds like a gunshot. Sunny starts to sing—his voice is smooth, sarcastic, and perfectly tuned.
"My grandpa fought in World War II..."
As he sings, the room starts to bend. Behind Sunny, a literal cartoon reel starts playing on the wallpaper. Sunny isn't just performing; he's editing the world to match the lyrics. I zoom in on Sunny's hands. He's playing that tiny violin with a bow made of a single strand of hair.
Mina is a blur of motion. Every time the lyrics mention a new disaster, she does an acid-slide across the stage, leaving trails of sparkling pink smoke that turn into tiny floating fireworks. Tokoyami is at the synth, Dark Shadow wearing a tiny pair of headphones and nodding along in perfect, brooding time.
The song picks up speed.
"I blow up and into smithereens and spew my tiny symphony..."
K-POW!
Bakugo goes absolute beast-mode. Every time he hits the bass drum, a literal explosion of glitter and soot blasts out of the kit. The faster the song gets, the wider his grin becomes. Kaminari is providing a strobe light with his own face. Aqua is crying because she doesn't have a solo, and her tears are turning into tiny, floating fish that are dancing in mid-air.
The neighborhood isn't happy.
"SHUT UP! SOME OF US HAVE WORK IN THE MORNING!" a voice screams from outside.
Sunny doesn't even look over. He just snaps his fingers. The neighbor's voice is instantly autotuned and turned into a backup vocal for the bridge.
"SHUT-SHUT-UP! (Up-Up-Up!)" the neighbor's voice echoes in perfect harmony.
The song reaches the finale. It's a crescendo of absolute madness. Sunny is spinning like a tornado, the tiny violin now sounding like a full orchestra.
"I'll finish this-!"
BOOM.
The song ends with a final, massive blast that leaves the room smelling like ozone and birthday cake.
"That... was... ART!" I squeal, hopping down. "The internet is going to die!"
"Round two!" Kaminari cheered, looking completely fried. "The wheel! Spin it again!"
Kaminari lunges for the wheel, but as he grabs the lever, a huge spark of yellow electricity jumps from his hand into the mechanism. [BZZZT-CRACKLE-POP!]
"Whoops," Kaminari said, his eyes going wide.
The wheel began to spin out of control. Smoke poured out of the base. The icons blurred, flickering before finally screeching to a halt on a neon-pink rabbit icon.
The text popped up: DECO*27 - RABBIT HOLE (FEAT. HATSUNE MIKU).
"Oh no," Izuku whispered. "I know this song. It's... it's a viral dance trend."
"Rabbit Hole?" Bakugo growled. "What the hell is a Rabbit Hol—"
[POOF!]
A massive cloud of pink smoke filled the room. When it cleared, I had to cover my mouth to stop from screaming.
The Toon Force had taken the "Rabbit" theme... literally.
Sunny was in a dapper bunny-waiter outfit. But he wasn't alone.
Bakugo was standing behind his drums in a black silk bunny-girl suit, complete with fishnets and a tiny bowtie. His face was a shade of purple that I didn't think humans could achieve.
Izuku was in a green velvet version, looking like he wanted to phase out of existence.
Kaminari and Tokoyami were rocking yellow and black ones respectively. Dark Shadow even had a pair of lace ears.
Mina was absolutely loving it, her pink skin matching the suit perfectly. "GUYS! WE LOOK ADORABLE!"
Jirou was staring at her own lace-trimmed ears with a look of pure, unadulterated betrayal. "Sunny. I am going to murder you."
Aqua was posing, preening as if it were a royal gown. "Finally! An outfit that matches my divine curves!"
"SUNNY!" Bakugo's voice was a low, vibrating tremor of pure homicide. "I am going to find the animator who drew this and I am going to blast them into the sun."
"Kacchan, the script has spoken!" Sunny chirped. "The rhythm is in control now! Toga, get the close-ups! This is the 'Calamity Class' debut!"
The music started. A high-energy, infectious synth-beat that made your feet move.
Watching the entire Chaos Crew—Mina and Jirou included—forced to perform the high-speed dance was the funniest thing I have ever seen. Bakugo's arms were moving in perfect, dainty time while his eyes promised a slow death to everyone in the room.
I hit 'UPLOAD' as the song hit the chorus.
@ToonFan: IS THAT THE EXPLOSION KID IN FISHNETS? 10/10 CONTENT.
@HeroNews: UA is definitely losing their tax-exempt status for this.
@NezuOfficial: The choreography is... mathematically perfect.
"We're famous," Jirou sighed, her bunny ears flopping as the song ended. "We're actually, legally famous for being idiots."
"No, Jirou-chan," Sunny grinned, leaning into the camera lens. "We're famous for being a Classic."