fandomhigh | How to Annoy Your Teachers (And Not Get Turned Into Animals) [Week 3, Period 2]

It's another day at the main campfire for John's class. He's got a doughnut in one hand and...a doughnut in the other. What? Growing boy and all. After everyone made their way over and found a seat, John put his snacks down and rubbed his hands together.

"First of all, let's see your homework if you did it," he said. "Show me your amazing skills at annoying all the teachers you can. And I hope," he said and eyed Sokka, "no one threw bombs this time. Some teachers might be women but they could still snap my neck."

He waited until homework turned in before going into today's lesson.

"Today, we're going to learn about one of the first things that I ever used to try to annoy a teacher here with. Making up a different persona is fun. You can let your imagination run wild, pardon the cliché, and be just about anyone or anything. In fact, the more outlandish, the better. When you use this technique, props are optional but encouraged. For instance, if you're going to be a pirate? Bring a stuffed parrot or a hook for a hand. Seeing your commitment to ~~Sparkle Motion~~ the character's only going to make the teacher more eyerolly than he or she already is. And keep in character. Throughout the entire class, don't let the character drop. Sign in with your made up name, talk in an accent, answer questions according to the character you have chosen. The key to this method is endurance. Don't let the teacher's glares make you drop character."

He paused for a moment. "You're still not allowed to throw bombs for this one. Don't be a mad bomber what bombs at midnight, please. If the teacher starts to question you, just stay in character, pretend they are the delusional one and perhaps offer them the use of some psychiatric services. That's always fun."

John looked around the room, trying to picture what each student might make up. "So, for today's assignment, I want you to make up a quick character. One the spot, make it up and talk to me with that persona. I'll ask you some basic questions, try to get you to drop character and see how you do. And no throwing bombs at me either."

"For your homework, I want you to make up a character for one of your classes and stick with it the entire time. See how long it takes the teacher to notice, how long it takes them to get annoyed and how they might try to force you to drop your character. Stay strong though!"

[OOC: Homework can be handwavy, just don't use specific teacher names if you handwave so as not to mod something that shouldn't be modded. Again, you don't get in trouble if you tell the teacher John sent you. Also, fellow teachers who have been annoyed? Feel free to confront John in the appropriate thread! Have fun!]

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Sadly, yes, it did.

"ABSOLUTELY, DUDE. BUT THAT IS OKAY, BECAUSE EVEN A TOP HEAVY TURTLE IS ABLE TO CELEBRATE A LATE BIRTHDAY."

He demonstrated by climbing onto a bench and doing another dance number.

John blinked. "Wow...that's, talent. What if you fall over?"

Mikey rubbed the back of his big foamy head, balanced precariously on the bench.

"THEN KIDS BEAT ON ME. WITH FOAMY THINGS. IDEALLY FOAMY THINGS."

"They beat on you?" John asked. "Why?"

Mikey's answer would have been, 'because children are horrible, sadistic, cruel little dudes. And I don't much like kids anymore and I have nightmares about birthday parties. Aah. Aaah.'

Mikey's answer actually was, "THEY ARE GETTING INTO THE SPIRIT OF THE PARTY, DUDE. IT'S A PARTY THING!"

"Don't you not want to be that person though?" John asked. "If you're not Cowabunga Carl, you won't get beat on!"

Mikey's tone went totally sombre in an entirely gnarly and totally party-dude-esque kind of way.

"COWABUNGA CARL IS ABOUT THE PARTY, DUDE." He shoved a foam nunchuck at John. "COWABUNGA CARL WILL ALWAYS BE ABOUT THE PARTY."

"What if the kids injure you?" John asked, moving away from the foam weapon. "Permanently. What if they took all the pizza?"

"THE PARTY IS ABOUT THE PIZZA. THE KIDS MUST HAVE THE PIZZA."

It was fortunate that, under a giant foamy head, the look of utter horror on his face was unable to be seen.
He inched forward and shoved the foamy weapon at the teacher again.

"TAKE IT. PARTY. LIFE IS ABOUT THE PARTY, DUDE. PARTY ON!"

"You want me to have the weapon?" John asked. He didn't want to take the weapon and then get hit with the big giant head.

"IT IS A PARTY FAVOR. AN IMPORTANT TOOL FOR PARTYING. YOU ARE THE BIRTHDAY BOY. YOU MUST TAKE IT, LITTLE BIRTHDAY DUDE."

He waved the squishy thing back and forth, then took a deep breath and started to sway rhythmically as though threatening to sing again if the weapon was not taken.

John took the weapon and started waving it around like one would do with a lighter at a concert.

"Good?"

"GOOD! NOW YOU MUST JOIN ME IN A HAPPY BIRTHDAY DANCE!"

This was Mikey, recovering from the pizza shame and totally starting to enjoy this again. It was more fun when there weren't eight bloodthirsty children pummeling him to the floor.

He held out his hand to the teacher. "I SHALL SING, LITTLE BIRTHDAY-TYPE DUDE! AND YOU SHALL DO THE MOST AWESOME BIRTHDAY DANCE EVER WITH ME."

He demonstrated. It was really just the can-can. Which was absolutely a most awesome birthday dance. What?

John was actually going to do this. He couldn't believe it but when else was he going to get paid for dancing.

He stood up, birthday weapon in hand, and started to try and imitate Mikey's moves.

"AND A STEP TWO THREE KICK! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DUDE! KICK! STEP TWO THREE! KICK! PARTY PARTY PARTY ON!"

Mikey felt so, so stupid. It was great!

John followed along and even had a twist and a hip swivel. Okay, this was fun. And he had a giant foam weapon!

How to Annoy Your Teachers (And Not Get Turned Into Animals) [Week 3, Period 2]

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