Laying Low for Beginners, Thursday, Period 1

[uncertain_dume]

The kid at the front of the room today, for better or for worse, was definitely the teacher of this class, yes. He was a bit on the short side, being only fifteen and not having quite hit a growth spurt just yet, with a brown robe over his too-practical-to-be-fashionable tunic and pants, all of which were in shades of white, black, or brown.

Oh, and he had the same stupid hair as Anakin. It was a whole thing.

He probably felt about as out of place as he looked, if that was any consolation.

( The Role of Questions )

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Physical Education, Thursday - 2nd Period

[imafuturist]

Today the class came into the Danger Shop, which had been set up like an old-fashioned gym, complete with boxing ring and a wee tiny couple of teachers who absolutely had no business teaching any of you about physical fitness, frankly.

But they did have both moxie and gumption. Which were important.

"So, we've got this hilarious video of some guy dressed up like Captain America talking about concussions," Tony said, totally rocking a crop top and those coveralls from yesterday like he stepped out of an 80s movie. Because he may as well have.

Future him was crying at the fashion choices. Crying.

Steve, meanwhile, was rocking pants that probably fit him when he was his normal size, a button-up shirt, and suspenders. As one does when one is about to box, apparently. "Try not to stare too much at his silly outfit," Steve said, "because that's a little unkind. And after we learn about ducking, or something, we'll teach you about boxing!"

Which, at least according to Bucky, was 80 percent about ducking faster than that, Rogers, jeez.

"Don't punch Steve," Tony said, squinting at the class. It's all demonstration."

And Steve was like a small, angry bird who got hurt easily.

"You can try to punch me," Steve said, thrusting his chin out. "I bet most of you will miss!"

That...was real optimistic of you, Steve.

Tony sighed, sort of feeling what Rhodey probably felt about him. And shook his head at the class behind Steve. Do not hit the tiny teacher.

"Movie time!"

Flight and Flying

[sith_happened]

"So it turns out that I'm teaching a class on flying," Anakin said, rubbing his hands together and grinning, "which is basically the best thing ever, so I was going through the setting and it has podracing! I did that when I was, like, nine, so it's super easy."

It was not super easy.

"I won't even make you create your own engines," Anakin continued. "A podracer is a tiny, one-being gravity-affected landcraft that gets dragged behind a couple of giant engines," he said pulling up a holo image.. Totally doesn't look like a death trap at all, huh, kids? "It's a big racing sport in the Outer Rim, with lots of bets placed on the winner. Like auto races or horses races, but with more explosions. So I put a bunch of different podracers into the system for you to choose from, then we'll have a race and most of you will probably blow up," he said. "But that's fine. It's not real."

With those reassuring words of wisdom, Anakin waved his hand at the various simulators for the students to pick from.