Pop Culture: Everything I Ever Needed To Know I Learnt From... [Thurs, 1st Period]

[thefearwasreal]

There was music playing as the class arrived today. Because Oz was a horrible person. There was also a teal deer chewing on a reporters hat. This had nothing to do with Oz being a horrible person.

"Morning, kids," Oz said cheerfully as the music wound down. "Today we're talking about drugs, and since I am your teacher and you are all minors, there is probably some legal obligation I have to tell you that they are bad, don't do them. So yeah, drugs are bad, don't use them."

( The Rum may be gone, but the teal deers' addictions are well fed. )

Fandom Invasions: A Survival Guide- Friday, Period One

[furnaceface]

"Last week, we covered the job of the support reserves, from way back when we had such a creature," Jono shared, leaning against the Danger Shop wall, drinking coffee, and trying to ignore that what had to be the most adorable squirrel in the world was attempting to take notes while perched on his shoulder like some sort of cute cartoon sidekick. He'd heard that other classrooms had deer in them, he'd suffer the tiny grey ball of fluff if need be. "A few of you listed some things you'd like to see in an emergency kit. I went ahead and embellished that list slightly, and you can all feel free to take such a kit on the way out."

On the floor beside him was a small army of backpacks, stuffed with maps and basic first-aid kits, a list of safehouses and emergency phone numbers with a calling card taped to it in case people's phones ran out of minutes, a barbeque lighter, a compass, a few energy bars and a water bottle, a wind-up flashlight, and, against Jono's better judgment, a couple of emergency flares, wrapped up tight, with a note attached that said that he'd give detention for a month to anyone who set them off indoors, or without reading the instructions first.

He cared.

"This week, we're going to sort of brush on the purpose of the old fighting reserves. In that we're going to swing random objects at Danger Shop monsters in order to get a feel for what you might want to reach for if it comes down to fighting and you happen to be unarmed at the time. Simple premise, simple class, get to it."

[Open!]

Sex Ed, Friday

[screwyoumarvel]

“Hello, class!” Thor greeted the students enthusiastically (as always). “It has been a while since we’ve seen you last.” Yes, thank you for stating the obvious. Good start for this particular class, considering the topic.

“A few things have come up,” Steve said, and no, he wasn’t telling you any more. Some things were need to know. “And, of course, there was the break. But we’re all together again now, so let’s get started.”

“All relationships,” Thor said, “sexual in nature or not, have one thing in common: the need for communication.” Said the demigod who lived by the maxim “hit it with a hammer first, ask questions maybe later if I think about it which let’s be honest I probably won’t.”

“Yes,” Steve agreed. “A lot of problems in all sorts of relationships can be avoided with clear and honest communication.” Or Maria Hill might call in an air strike on you for stating an opinion. But that had been kind of an outlier. “It’s always important to be open with others, but it’s especially important in relationships where misconceptions or misunderstandings can lead to resentment and hurt feelings.”

“Eye contact and body language are important elements in open communication,” or so Thor had read on the internet, anyway. “To that end, today’s activity will involve being unable to do either of those things, and afterwards you will discuss how that influenced your discussion,” he said. “So- find yourself a partner, and sit back to back.”

“It’s really as simple as that,” Steve said. “Discuss something, and remember, no peeking.”

Improving Your Skills, Friday

[so_hawkward]

Clint had thought that his immune system would be strong enough to withstand whatever Kitty had, but he'd been very wrong. So, there was a note on the door when Clint's class rolled around:

Class has been
cancelled today
due to massive vomiting.
Stay safe and don't be mean to the squirrels.

[Ugh, I blame DST. Sorry folks!]