The History of the Zora; Monday, Fourth Period [07/26].

[in_sidon_we_trust]

Although it would be fair to say that Sidon almost always looked thrilled, a keen eye might observe that he looked particular eager for today's lesson, with a grin that wouldn't quit and a certain bounce to his step.

"Hello!" the big prince greeted his small class brightly. "And welcome back! I think you'll both like this next one, it's one of my favorite bits of Zora history and tradition, although, if we're being completely honest, all of Zora history is my favorite! But today, we'll be talking specifically about the Miracle of the White Scale, so get comfortable, get settled in, and we shall begin!

( The Miracle of the White Scale. )

"So! What do you think of that little tale? And do you have any stories similar, where you're from? Traditions of token of affection, or tales of great romances where the love is so strong, it can turn the tides of war and defy all odds? As always," he chuckled a little, "I should love to hear your thoughts! It wouldn't be much of a class without it, after all!"

Angry Management- Monday- 2nd period

[gotyoucookie]

Today they would be in an actual classroom, where each desk had pens and paper on them.

"Today you're going to engage in a time honored tradition: writing angry letters. Maybe you're mad that they don't put prizes in cereal boxes anymore, or that they canceled your favorite show. Maybe you're mad at your dad. Put it all on paper. And I want you to handwrite it, to really feel the rage. And then when you're done, you decide what to do with it. If you want to mail it, I got stamps. If you want to burn it, I got a trash can and a match."

Nick. Nick, no.

Adventures in Sheep Farming, Monday

[doesnotkneel]

"I don't know about you lot," Edward announced, "But I am bloody tired of the moose forcin' us to deal with sheep all the time."

Yes, he had once again been assigned the Danger Shop, and it had once again supplied him only with a replica of the English countryside and a ton of sheep.

"I say we give it the finger," he continued, "As you say in this day and age."

He pointed at a bag. "I brought many silly bathing suits and caps," he said. "And I checked, this-- room is full of soulless Englishmen."

He cleared his throat.

"The sea's about thirty minutes' run from here," he said. "I say we give all these people something to speak to the moose about."

He pulled off his robe to reveal... thematic board shorts. "Let's go, then!"

He was having a week. And yes, he knew it was Monday.