fandomhigh | Criminal Justice (As Taught By A Criminal) - Period 3

Why yes, yes Deadpool was sitting on the desk again today. But there were other things on the desk. Like a camera and a lot of paper. And ink.

Weird, no?

"Morning kids! Today we're learning about something very fun. Booking procedure. Or, ya know, the fun bits of it to me at least. Who wants to learn about lots and lots of paperwork, after all? Bo~oring!"

Hopping off the desk, he started to pace in front of the class.

"First up today is the mugshot. Or, as I like to call it, the best way to make or break a career in Hollywood by looking like a homeless heroin addict!" Deadpool shook his head sadly. "No one wants to end up lookin' like Nick Nolte or Hugh Grant, so I suggest practicing your look before they actually toss you in to get that picture taken. It'll be like modeling! With police! And crimes!"

Really.

Just like it.

"And second! Fingerprints. Which is just code for letting you kids run wild and free with paper and ink. Because no one really cares about learning about whirls and all stuff. You just want to get straight to the finding your classmates' finger prints so you can see if they're stealing food from the common rooms. Isn't that right? For shame, common room food stealer. Just go to Turtle&Canary and buy your own."

"Last of all!" He bounced on his heels, looking at the class. "Haley Joel, English Petey... Welcome to being my TAs. I expect you to rule with an iron fist."

[[ooc: ~~Wait for the~~ OCD is up!]]

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Ino glanced around the room. Who should her partner be?

Ron sighed and looked over at Ino who was close by. "Do you want to do this and get it over with?"

She had to smile at that. "Not too enthused about this?" She shrugged, "Sure we can do it quick if you'd like."

"I just think there has to be a better way to catch criminals where we don't get our fingers dirty," Ron replied with a sigh. "Besides I think our teacher is just out right insane so this can't be real procedure."

Blink. "You don't like Deadpool-san? But he's awesome."

"He's completely mental!" Ron replied. "He tried to make me dance on a stripper pole!"

Ino gave Ron a long once-over before bursting into laughter. "Did you do it?" She asked eventually, still giggling.

"No!" Ron said looking annoyed. "But you see why he's insane?"

"No?" Ino offered, "I think he's really nice, actually. He doesn't beat around the bush if you ask him a question."

"And his obsession with Bea Arthur?"

"Weeeeeell," Ino said slowly, because Deadpool-san hadn't ever mentioned Bea Arthur to her, "everyone has their quirks?"

"Quirks may be to soft of a word here..."

Ino shrugged. She could think of people with worse habits than obsessing over something. Or someone. "Whatever. I think he's a good teacher anyway. He makes things interesting." She offered a smile, "Let's get on with the actual assignment, shall we?"

"Fine," Ron said with another sigh and held out his hands. "Go ahead and muck them up."

She was more than happy to play with ink as long as it didn't have to go on her hands right away. "There you go," she said, after inking his hands, "you've been inked. Have a paper?" Ino offered him a blank sheet.

"Thanks," Ron said as he tried to roll his own fingerprints on the paper. "Do you muggles really do this?"

"... muggle?" Ino asked, frowning.

"Non-magical type people," Ron said quickly. "It's not an insult really."

She was still frowning. "It doesn't sound like a very nice thing to call someone either way. We're all people no matter what."

"Well it's like calling me British," Ron protested. "There's not any negative connotation with where I'm from. My Dad's spent most of his career trying to protect people from being hurt from magic."

"But it's not like calling you British, or whatever." Ino said, "Because 'British' is based on where you're from, but 'muggle' means they can't do something. That's different."

"So I shouldn't call you a girl or woman then?" Ron asked. "Because you can't do somethings than men can. And vice-versa."

Her eyes narrowed dangerously. "What can't I do that 'men' can?"

"Um..." Ron said flailing slightly. "Ah... write your name in the snow!"

That made her stare. "What?"

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