07-20-2018, 02:50 PM
Of all things, Aizawa had never been called a caterpillar. Sure, he looked like one when he rolled and wiggled about in his sleeping bag, but none had ever said anything. Possibly because they were too intimidated by him and his mind-bending antics to comment. No student wanted to be expelled because they had called him such a name. But now things were different, so it shouldn't have come as such a surprise. If anything, he was amused--and annoyed--by the sudden yell.
His eyes flicker open, trailing up to Caboose as he stands over him, a scowl forming on his face. He didn't like his naps being interrupted, as anyone else would. "No," is all he offers as he unzips the sleeping bag, clambering out of it's warmth and stretching out, now being the one to tower over the retriever. "Not quite," he probably just busted the jovial male's bubble, but whatever.
"SPEECH"
His eyes flicker open, trailing up to Caboose as he stands over him, a scowl forming on his face. He didn't like his naps being interrupted, as anyone else would. "No," is all he offers as he unzips the sleeping bag, clambering out of it's warmth and stretching out, now being the one to tower over the retriever. "Not quite," he probably just busted the jovial male's bubble, but whatever.
"SPEECH"