fandomhigh | Driver's Education - 3rd Period

As the students enter the classroom, they might notice the large number of motivational posters with large slash marks on them.

(Teach those damn kittens to keep hanging in there.)

And they might also notice the man in the red and black outfit, leaning back in his chair with his feet propped up on the desk. He waited until all of the students were in the room before speaking.

"Good morning boys and girls! Welcome to Driver's Education," He said. "My name is Deadpool, call me that or Professor Wilson if you really feel the need to get all formal. Or Professor Deadpool. Oooo! I like that better. Call me Professor Deadpool."

He stood, passing out a syllabus to all of the students before moving back to his desk, leaning against the front of it. "I don't feel like teaching you kids anything today because it's the first class of the semester and nobody ever pays attention to those," Wade said. "Instead, I'm going to learn who all of you are. Unfortunately, not all of us teachers are telepaths and can just yank that information out of your fragile little minds. So I am going to have you all pick a partner, talk with them, and then tell me an interesting or insanely personal fact about 'em!"

At the end of class, just as everyone was filing out, Wade paused. "Oh yeah, my office hours are all day tomorrow. My empty, empty office is always open for your angsty teen drama needs."

Driver's Education
TA: Conner McKnight
Zack Addy
Evie Carnahan
Elizabeth Delgado
Demyx
Cedric Diggory
Door
Melaka Fray
Molly Hayes
Jude Lizowski
Draco Malfoy
Yasutora Sado
Ranma Saotome
Buffy Summers
Ron Weasley

[[ooc: ~~Wait for the~~ OCD Up!]]

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Now Z looked indignant. "Well, that's just stupid!"

"Yeah, well, what can you do?" Demyx shrugged, grinning slightly. "We all died in the long run anyway, so I don't think it really matters in the end."

"You don't look very dead."

"Yeah, I know, isn't it weird?" Demyx shook his head. "I know I died 'cause I was all floaty in the whole black boring limbo place, but then there was light and everybody always says 'head toward the light!' so I did." He paused, breathed, and continued. "And the light spat me out here. So I wasn't sure if maybe I was just in, you know, the Other Side, but I think if anything maybe this is purgatory."

"Yeah, no," Z told him. "This is not purgatory. Because I know I'm not dead. I have to go be a cop after this. Maybe you were just unconscious or something!" Because unconscious was so much better than dead.

"Maybe not for you," Demyx pointed out. "But how do you know that you don't just go to other worlds when you die? It's possible!"

"I...guess," Z said. "I sorta figured I'd go to Heaven, though." She didn't really think about the afterlife that much, honestly.

"Maybe to some people it is Heaven." Demyx could get weird when he got philosophical. "Like a lot of things here are better than they were where I was before."

"Ditto," Z said. "But it could be better."

"Yeah, but what if you came from somewhere where you were like...you know, lower than dirt, and then came here? Because it would be pretty heaven-like. Despite classes." Demyx made a face. "Those aren't very heavenly."

Z sort of had, actually. "I like the classes. I like learning to be better. But...I don't know."

"I don't like being told what to do," Demyx explained. "I mean, there's a difference when you have a choice and all, but..." He trailed off, shrugging. "Hard to explain."

"I know exactly what you mean."

Demyx nodded vigorously. "Yes!" He fidgetted, toying with his hands. "Glad I don't have to try to explain it. It's one of those weird and annoying and un-word-able things."

"Yeah. So, what do you want me to tell Professor Wilson? 'This is Demyx, who has no heart?'" Z asked him. "Does that work?"

"Um...yeah, sure!" Demyx shrugged. "It beats 'this is Number Nine. He's...well, we don't usually speak of him'." He adopted a very haughty posture and tone as he said it, but ended with a wrinkled nose and a distasteful look. "What should I say for you?"

Z rolled her eyes. "Um, 'This is Z who can make copies of herself' I guess?"

"That works," Demyx agreed. "Doesn't reveal too much, but it's an interesting fact."

Z nodded agreement. "Exactly."

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