The Multiverse is F'ed, Y'all - Tuesday, Second Period [03/10].

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"Soooo, you guuuuuys," said Summer, grinning a little at the class from where she leaned on the front the desk in front of her Danger Shop classroom (which would never stop being funny to her, shut up), a desk that was covered with several metal boxes with large blue buttons at the top. One such box was being held between her hands. "Welcome back, and I know the first week back after a bomb ass Fandom vacation is always a little hard, so I figured we'd do something a little light and easy with only a marginal chance of trauma involved. I mean, this whole class is all about how the multiverse can fuck you up, so the trauma kind of comes with the deal, but this one, if you play it right, is relatively trauma-free and actually kind of nice."

There was...a pause.

"Relatively."

Thankfully, she didn't expect any of her students to be as dumb and hopeless as her father, so she was clearly not worried.

( CAAAAAAN DOOOOO! CW for creatures that live in constant existential pain )

"Cool, so, any questions? Anyone want to give theirs a try now?"

[[ ocd is incoming! Caaan doooo! up! *poofs out of exisentence*]]

Leadership, Tuesday, March 10, 2020

[heroic_jawline]

"Welcome back, we hope you all enjoyed the break," Tony said. He definitely did, as evident from the tan he had going. "Today we're going to give you a classic group composition that you may have to deal with in the future. The group project."

"Because try as you might, you can't repel an alien invasion by yourself," Steve said like that was a normal thing everyone worried about. "You need to work with other people, or in some cases, work around other people."

"In these cases, you can run into certain types of people," Tony said. "Slacker who does little to no work, but gets the same grade as everyone else. Which can lead to the Workhorse who doesn't trust anyone else to get things done."

Guess which Tony was. Go on. Guess.

Steve was giving him a fond, amused smile. Stubborn Workhorse. "You have been in school long enough to have experienced a few group projects, so you probably have a few characters in mind that you dislike working with, too. Maybe the one who has a good idea but talks about it roughly forever. Or one who's expertise is obvious, but can't explain it in a way that makes sense to everyone else."

Sorry, Tony.

Tony huffed at that. Because excuse you. He made perfect sense. To some people.

"So, today we'll be doing a little roleplay. You pick what type you want to be and see if you can, as a group, work together on a fake report."

Reports=fun! You could tell that part was Steve's contribution. "You have a half hour. And, um, no throwing staplers at people."

"Or strangling them," Tony added quickly.

Someone had been in academia way too long as a teenager.