Friendship is Magic!, Tuesday, April 1, 2025

[sith_happened]

"Today we're going to be discussing road trip etiquette." If you had any other teachers, the simulation for this class would be in a van that was just slightly too small for the entire class to sit comfortably in it. But because it was Anakin and Ahsoka, it was instead a broken-down light freighter. Seriously it looked like it was going to explode if you breathed on it wrong. Your teachers also looked like they were trying to edge each other away from the pilot seat. "Like for example, figuring out who is driving."

"I am driving," Anakin insisted. "Well, piloting. It's the only way everyone survives the class today." He probably meant because otherwise the freighter would explode. Probably.

"This is a class on road trips, not surviving a crash," Ahsoka replied serenely, because one person in this cockpit knew how to land this ship and their last name wasn't Skywalker. No, wait, that assessment was unfair to Rey.

"Road trips that don't survive a class are bad road trips," Anakin countered, frowning.

"Road trips that start with a crash are bad road trips." Ahsoka was using flawless logic!

What models of friendship and compromise your teachers were, class!

"You may take us up and then I will take over," Anakin decided. "And I get to pick the music."

"That sounds reasonable enough to me." After all, the students would know exactly who to blame for the music, and Anakin taking over would require Ahsoka leaving the pilot's chair, and she was fully prepared to never do that. "See, class, compromise."

"But first, go get your preferred and moddable road trip snack and then explain to us why you choose it," Anakin said. "And bring enough to share since this is a class about friendship. Bear in mind that if your snack is liquid and spills on the console, we will all die in a fake fireball."

"And we know that from experience," Ahsoka said, shooting Anakin a significant look while patting the instrument panel remarkably fondly.

"That had been Obi-Wan's fault." It had never been Obi-Wan's fault.

Never. "He told you to use a lid."

"I don't remember that."

"Because you weren't paying attention, Master." Hence the spilling and the fire and Artoo using entirely too much fire suppressant foam. "But I was. Like a good Padawan."

Anakin shot her an annoyed look. "Anyway, go get your non-liquid snacks and report back."

Mad Kings & Queens: Raving Royals and How To Survive Them [Tuesday, 2nd Period]

[atreideslioness]

As the students came in today, they'd probably all notice the big screen now at the front of the room.

"I have spent the week playing 'diplomat' to my brother's 'tyrant' to manipulate the Guilds to do what we want, so today we're supposed to cover Idi Amin Dada," Ghanima said, pointing to the stack of handouts by the door. "Take one when you leave. For now, we're going to watch a movie. It's called the meta for The Last King of Scotland, and it happens to be on the person we're supposed to be studying today."