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My Life as a Buddy Movie | Period 2 | Wednesday | May 13
It hadn't been all that fucking easy to get up but he'd managed it and he managed to be in the classroom (the school looked a lot smaller from the outside) without getting lost. Angelic sense of direction and all. Or maybe he'd just gotten lucky. What the fuck ever. What mattered was he was there, sprawled in the comfy chair and feet up on the desk.
He could definitely get used to having some authority again.
Once the kids filed in, Loki didn't even move. Just stayed relaxed while he talked.
"So, I don't think I know any of you." If he did, he wasn't going to say. "And I really don't fucking care that much if I never learn your name. I'll just give you a nickname each class. Call it personalization my way. My name's Loki. Just Loki. First person to make fun of that name, well, you'll just have to wait and see what happens. Anyway, if you're here, you're probably here for My Life as a Buddy Movie. Fucking awesome name, isn't it?"
He had an ego.
"Anyway, this class is going to teach you how to work cohesively with another person without absolutely wanting to drive their face into a brick wall a million goddamn times." He'd wanted to do that to Bartleby enough but he'd refrained. See, he was good. "Now, I can probably pinpoint a few of you loners, the ones that don't think they need any fucking one, and I'm just going to laugh at your asses now. You're wrong. Even if you don't want to work with someone, you're going to have to at some point. Aww, cry more. It's better to get it done efficiently then to drag your feet and have to spend more time around that person."
And sometimes you just got attached and stayed with that person. Sometimes. Bartleby had good stories.
"So, of course, let's do introductions. Name, age, how well you think you work with someone else," he recited. "And something random that you want me to know. Could be anything. I don't fucking care."
Once the introductions had been completed, Loki started talking again. "Okay, so loner kids in this class, get the fuck over yourselves even if it's just for this class. You're going to work with each other even it's just for my amusement. But, really, you're going to learn. If you don't want to learn, then I'm going to make you dance for my amusement."
He wasn't kidding.
"In today's society, you almost always have to have some kind of help. Things today just aren't made for one person to do it alone. Sure, you probably can but you're sure as shit gonna finish far behind those who had help. You're probably going to get your ass kicked a few times and you're going to cry. And just imagine, if you had help, you'd have a shoulder to wipe your snotty nose on. But, working with another person is not always easy. It's a mesh of personalities that sometimes ignite and you want nothing more than to push that other person into the middle of fucking traffic and watch nature take its course. We're here to try and teach you how to not do that. You can think that, hell, I think that a fucking lot, but you can't do it. It kind of ruins things all around."
And it was a mess.
"Activity for today, find a partner. Don't be fucking shy, don't give some kid sex eyes from across the room in the hopes that they come your way. Just find a fucking partner and come pick up one of these fucking puzzles up there. They're easy. I did them all last night. You work with your partner to put them together except you cannot talk to each other. Gestures, signals, eyefucking, whatever. No talking. Put the puzzles together and I'll give you a nice round of applause."
No, he wouldn't.
"If there's anyone without a partner or anyone who wants a real challenge, they can work with me. Just see how far communication goes when you can't run your mouths. No shoving puzzle pieces in anyone's eye."
That was his job.
"Oh, before I set you loose, I guess I'm gonna need a TA or two. So, if you're interested. Come see me. We'll see what we can do."
With that, he waved a hand and gestured for them to get to work.
He could definitely get used to having some authority again.
Once the kids filed in, Loki didn't even move. Just stayed relaxed while he talked.
"So, I don't think I know any of you." If he did, he wasn't going to say. "And I really don't fucking care that much if I never learn your name. I'll just give you a nickname each class. Call it personalization my way. My name's Loki. Just Loki. First person to make fun of that name, well, you'll just have to wait and see what happens. Anyway, if you're here, you're probably here for My Life as a Buddy Movie. Fucking awesome name, isn't it?"
He had an ego.
"Anyway, this class is going to teach you how to work cohesively with another person without absolutely wanting to drive their face into a brick wall a million goddamn times." He'd wanted to do that to Bartleby enough but he'd refrained. See, he was good. "Now, I can probably pinpoint a few of you loners, the ones that don't think they need any fucking one, and I'm just going to laugh at your asses now. You're wrong. Even if you don't want to work with someone, you're going to have to at some point. Aww, cry more. It's better to get it done efficiently then to drag your feet and have to spend more time around that person."
And sometimes you just got attached and stayed with that person. Sometimes. Bartleby had good stories.
"So, of course, let's do introductions. Name, age, how well you think you work with someone else," he recited. "And something random that you want me to know. Could be anything. I don't fucking care."
Once the introductions had been completed, Loki started talking again. "Okay, so loner kids in this class, get the fuck over yourselves even if it's just for this class. You're going to work with each other even it's just for my amusement. But, really, you're going to learn. If you don't want to learn, then I'm going to make you dance for my amusement."
He wasn't kidding.
"In today's society, you almost always have to have some kind of help. Things today just aren't made for one person to do it alone. Sure, you probably can but you're sure as shit gonna finish far behind those who had help. You're probably going to get your ass kicked a few times and you're going to cry. And just imagine, if you had help, you'd have a shoulder to wipe your snotty nose on. But, working with another person is not always easy. It's a mesh of personalities that sometimes ignite and you want nothing more than to push that other person into the middle of fucking traffic and watch nature take its course. We're here to try and teach you how to not do that. You can think that, hell, I think that a fucking lot, but you can't do it. It kind of ruins things all around."
And it was a mess.
"Activity for today, find a partner. Don't be fucking shy, don't give some kid sex eyes from across the room in the hopes that they come your way. Just find a fucking partner and come pick up one of these fucking puzzles up there. They're easy. I did them all last night. You work with your partner to put them together except you cannot talk to each other. Gestures, signals, eyefucking, whatever. No talking. Put the puzzles together and I'll give you a nice round of applause."
No, he wouldn't.
"If there's anyone without a partner or anyone who wants a real challenge, they can work with me. Just see how far communication goes when you can't run your mouths. No shoving puzzle pieces in anyone's eye."
That was his job.
"Oh, before I set you loose, I guess I'm gonna need a TA or two. So, if you're interested. Come see me. We'll see what we can do."
With that, he waved a hand and gestured for them to get to work.
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They needed the reference.
Then she started looking for more edge pieces.
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Finding a corner, she neatly tucked it to one side of the lower part of the box and grinned. Corners were important!
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It happens, she seemed to say.
Then she nodded to the corner work. Very good!