fandomhigh | U.S. History, Thursday, Period 2

Tyler was feeling lazy this week. Lazy, lazy, lazy. "The Great Depression," he began, without preamble. "A lot like what we have now, except people couldn't write blogs about how much being laid off sucked and there were more soup lines. Lasted from the stock market crash of 1929 until World War II. Here's a handout about the whole thing, and we're going to watch a movie. It's set in Mississippi during the Great Depression."

This totally made it educational. He poked at the DVD player, cuing up "My Friend, Whither Dost Thou Go?"

When the movie ended, Algren stood, nodding to the class. If he seemed somewhat skeptical about the educational content in the movie, he kept that mostly to himself.

"Your homework this week," he intoned, "is to economize in some way and tell us what you did next week. Did you switch to the cheaper store-brand food? Did you skip out on seeing a movie you wanted to see on opening night in favor of the matinee? It doesn't have to be much, but it does have to be something."

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"Tenacious," Cal tilted his head thoughtfully. "That's one word for it. I think a better one, though, would be stubborn."

Ino couldn't help the sigh.

"My name does mean boar, you know 'stubborn as a boar'. Stubborn is a family thing."

Putting it mildly.

"...Your name means boar?" asked Cal, utterly failing to keep back his grin. He succeeded a little better in holding back the giggle, so that it only really came out as a small snort.

She sulked at him.

"...yeah." A pause. "But at least I'm not a boy whose name means butterfly."

Sorry Chouji, she added mentally.

At first, Cal almost thought Ino was accusing him of that before he realized that made no sense. "That's a good point," he said, feeling simultaneously bad and incredibly amused over that poor boy's fate.

"I didn't do so bad. I'm a Muse of Epic Poetry."

She giggled. "You need to work on your epic-ness then!"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Cal said. "I'm plenty epic."

Epically messed up was on the tip of her tongue, but Ino thought he'd have issues with that one.

"Oh, I don't know," she deadpanned. "You seem to be missing some of the epicness of a lot of stories. How have you saved the world lately?"

He would have agreed with it, though. Epically.

"Hey," Cal said. "I'm the Muse of Epic Poetry. I don't create it myself; I simply inspire other people to do it."

"If I ever start spouting poetry, I'll kick you until I stop," she informed him. "Poetry is not my thing."

"Oh, really?" asked Cal. "I'd have never guessed."

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