You were humming along to an Australian song on your playlist, the kind that made you miss home just a little more than usual. Then—SQUAWK!

Your head shot up. That noise… it couldn’t be. But it was.

You followed the raucous cries until you reached the school yard, where the sight nearly made you drop your bag. Present Mic, arms stretched to the sky, cockatoos perched on his shoulders, arms, and even his head, all shrieking along with him.

All Might blinked rapidly, Midnight tilted her head in disbelief, and Aizawa muttered something under his breath before sighing.

“…Where did he even get the cockatoos from?” Aizawa grumbled.

As for you? Your Australian instincts kicked in. You knew these birds.