Chapter Text
The class bickered as they all discussed who would be visiting. All might had told them they would be visited by a mystery guest, and had refused to elaborate. Everybody has their own ideas for who it will be. Ideas range anywhere from Hagakure's theory that it's a kpop artist, all the way to Midoriya thinking it's an up and coming pro hero. Eventually, Aizawa enters the classroom, discarding his sleeping bag.
"Everybody sit down. Don't embarrass yourself more than you have too." He says, sounding tired. He missed his morning coffee, and is not excited to be there.
"Aizawa Sensei! Who is visiting us?!" Ochako excitedly shouts.
"A costume designer from over seas. She saw you guys on the news and was so appalled by your hero costumes, she flew halfway across the world."
Everybody was surprised. Nobody had even been in the ballpark for the visitor!
"Come in now." Walking in, an incredibly short woman with short cut black hair, heavy eye bags, and a practical outfit walks in. She wears a red blouse, with shorts that resemble a skirt when put together, and short boots with fur lining.
"Greetings young heroes. I am Edna Mode, and I specialize in fixing kids like you's costumes. I had to take a break to vomit when some of you were on screen, and I am here to fix that." Edna projects, her face swapping between smirks and heavy frowns as she talks.
"Let us start with the worst of the worst, Hagakure. The invisible one. Come on up." She sounds disappointed, despite not having even seen the outfits in person.
"What is your costume?" She asks, not knowing what to expect.
"I.. um... because of my quirk, I just walk around naked." Hagakure responds shyly.
"Dear god, that violates countless laws and plain privacy boundaries! What on earth!? Dearie, I watched that Mirio boy on camera. If they can make his suit phase through things, I can certainly make yours turn invisible with you. I did it with a girl named violet!" She screams, her voice quieting down at the mention of her clients. She snaps her attention back to what she can see of Hagakure, and holds out her hands, signaling for a lock of hair. Hagakure hands it over, and Edna examines it.
"Well, the physical properties of the hair use your bodies cells to refract light in a way that makes you see through. Here's my idea!" She claps her hands, and a mannequin rolls in, rocking a soft dress with glass surrounding the outer areas.
"Here's the idea. Comfortable and flexible, durable fabric lined with a specific The mirror's reflect the light the same way your body does, making it invisible and still covering your privates. For versatility, the glass is bulletproof, fireproof, waterproof, as well as being quite thin to allow the perfect body heat. It's also flexible, allowing you to move around. I also prepared clear gloves, and clear boots. If you need to notify anybody of your location, tapping your gloves will cause a glowing effect, you'd have to be looking for it." She explains as Hagakure's uniform moves in a way that can only mean she's shocked. Nobody expected this level of thoroughness!
"Any questions, comments or concerns?" Edna asks, and hagakure quickly snaps herself out of it.
"N-No! It's amazing!" She says in awe.
"Well go on then dearie, try it on!" Edna urges.
A few moments later, Hagakure walks in. Though nobody can tell, the glass reflecting light perfectly! The only indication she's there, is the glowing effect on her gloves.
"As I said, its very protective as well!" Edna snaps her fingers, and her boots open up a mechanical arm, bringing her a small flame torch. She set's it on full blast against the gown, and nothing happens. Not even an uncomfortable shift. Edna smirks, and also has Bakugo try and damage it, to no avail. Dark shadow punching at bullet speed also has no effect. Everybody is amazed, and suddenly everybody is lining up for a turn to have their costumes redone.