fandomhigh | Superheroing- Wednesday, March 6- 2nd period

Once the class has settled in, Captain Liberty gives them all a smile and says, "Welcome back. Hope you all had a good break, because it's over now and you're not getting it back. Haha. Lucky for you guys we have a pretty easy class today." Though it's said in a way that might make the students question that statement.

"I've said before that a good portion of superheroing is trying to come off in a good light. You might think you're just doing your job, or doing the right thing, but there's more to it than that," she continues. "The things you do can be really public, and will attract attention. Reporters will write about your actions, kids might want to dress up as you for Halloween, and let's not even think of people trying to spin things weird during an election year." Pausing, remembering her background, she says, "Pretend I didn't say that. The fact of the matter is, a lot of people don't want to be saved by someone they think is a jerk.

"Now, for today's class, we're going to have you be interviewed by a real reporter. Your job is to put your best foot forward. It's just that easy," Captain Liberty smiles. "Now, I'd like you all to welcome someone a few of you might know, Rita Skeeter."

Once class is getting up to leave, Captain Liberty calls, and for homework, I just want you all to give me a paragraph or two on how your interview went, and how you'd handle it next time. Bye."

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"Oh," he said, nodding. "Because I'd like to learn to cultivate my skills in order to benefit the world."

Big words were always good.

"No, really," Rita snorted.

"You don't believe me, most beloved ex-professor? Hey, how's that Voldie dude?"

"A delusional little boy thinks he's returned. He rather reminds me of you."

He smiled and said, "Now, you know you don't mean that, Rita."

Might as well, right?

"Ms. Skeeter."

He nodded and asked, "They take your wand away from you? You know, the wand police?"

Rita rolled her eyes and produced her wand. "No. Don't make me use it."

"Ah, I remember that," he said, smiling fondly at the wand. "You know, I wrote you a few letters. Did you ever get them?"

"No," she said. "You...shouldn't have my address."

"I don't," he said. "I just sent them to England, Europe and hope magic would put them in your hands. Could you give me your address? I have stuff I wanna send!"

"I would rather die."

"Your hair's look grayer than when I last saw you," he said, changing topics. "Are you teaching little Umberto to drive yet?"

"We don't drive," she sighed.

"Still taking snips from the drinky?" Hey, it's been a long time since he's seen her.

"I have no idea what you mean."

"You don't remember the times you were hungover in class and made us all do busy work so you could take care of your hangover?" He said that rather loudly. "What about the time on the radio when you were drinking and said you loved me?"

"You're clearly misremembering things," she said, looking around furtively. "Keep your bloody voice down."

He laughed and said, "Didn't you write underwear ads for fun?"

"No," Rita said. "Shut up."

"Wilbur didn't get a sex change, did he?" John frowned. "Has it been a...lackluster absence?"

Rita stared. "Did you want to be an animal?"

"Your hips look kinda big," John said because he's been holding all this back for almost a year. "You should stop eating so many baby back ribs."

Rita turned him into a wombat.

Peter took a picture with his cellphone and sent it to Aeryn.

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