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Deadpool? Still overly excited about teaching this subject. Like a giddy school girl even.

Though that put images of himself in a little plaid miniskirt and, while hot, was not something he wanted to think about. Ever. (But the knee socks would compliment the look so wonderfully!)

He hated his brain sometimes.

Once the kiddies (And Turtles! And Space Pirates!) were all there, he settles in for some real, honest to goodness teaching. Real. Totally.

"I'm hiring you kids for your first jobs today," Deadpool said, grinning like a lunatic, so basically just his normal grin. "Your payment will be a good grade and a start on your reputation as a mercenary. But mostly just my happiness over a job well done. I might even bring pastries for those who completed the task well, but only for them. People who fail get to watch the others eat delicious baked goods and wish they could have some, but they can't. Nuh-uh!"

He shook his head before going off about yummy desserts more. "Your job, should you chose to accept and I'm not really giving you a choice about it because I'm a mean horrible teacher and it's fun, is to torment Aly as much as humanly possible."

With that said, he engaged in some nice, healthy, relaxing, maniacal laughter. Like ya do.

"Break up into groups of two or three and brainstorm the ideas, once you have something, Let me know and we'll work something."

[[ooc: ~~Please wait for~~ OCD is up! Have at it! And I will explain the assignment in the OOC, if'n you need.]]

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"You hadn't heard? He says we should never um...." Evie turned even brighter red than Sokka had, and put her hands on her head. "Ohhh, never mind."

"Never what?"

Sokka looked at her curiously.

"Okay, you know what? Never mind. This is what you do. March over there and tell him that he's a mentally deranged psychopathic freak who had no business teaching a class, especially not in his ugly pajamas."

Sokka grinned, but then quickly looked worried. "And make sure you mention the part about it being homework before he hurts you."

"Mentally deranged psychopathic freak," Evie repeats, then blinks. "Hang on. Mentally deranged psychopathic freak... mentally deranged psychopathic freak... mentally deranged psychopathic freak... mentally deranged psychopathic freak... Got it! Yes. I shan't freeze up now." She smiled briliantly at him. "Thank you so much for helping! Wait right here, I'll tell you how it goes!"

And she went over to try again.

Sokka winced and watched her go.

Evie trudged back, and gave Sokka a sad look. "Well. He agrees with you. Thought he'd put the word 'charming' in front of all that."

Wellllll... THAT was unexpected. (Yeah, Sokka doesn't know Deadpool all that well.)

Sokka gave the issue some more thought.

"Hmmm.... You could tease him about being married to Professor Yondaime? I don't think he's happy about it."

"Ooooo!" Evie bounced, then looked thoughtful. "Right! I shall congratulate him tomorrow! He invited me to see him at the gym then. And perhaps more insults?" She gave him a hopeful look, then smiled. "If it won't get you in trouble in *this* class?"

"Uh... We're working together on a homework assignment for 'Mister Crighton', right? Pajama Man's not allowed to beat me up because of it?"

"Mr. Crichton said not," Evie said, nodding vehemently. "He said we should tell our professors to blame him. Although I really hope they'll believe us...."

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