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Dogma: Fuck It! | Wednesday | Period 1
Even though he'd taught a few times before, it always gave Loki a little thrill when they let him keep teaching. And when his class for this summer had been approved, he'd been on cloud fucking nine. So, he was there, feet up on his desk while he waited for the students to file in and take their seats. Once they did, Loki finally stood up and looked at them for a few moments. Then, he climbed up onto his desk, smirked once, and screamed. Loud. And for a long time.
Sorry kids, you all get to deal with a nearly insane angel for a few fucking weeks. Hope you enjoy it. At least he stopped screaming before climbing down to just lean against the desk.
"Well, now that we're all fucking awake, we can start," he said cheerfully. "If you don't know it already, my name's Loki and you're in Dogma: Fuck It! This class is going to be easy enough so, if I hear you whining, expect me to get in your fucking face about it. If you're here, you wanted to take a class that's goes against your principle and your systems of beliefs. You wanted to learn how to break the fucking rules and have fun without always playing the goody fucking two shoes. Some of you might already know how to do that and just wanted a fun class for the summer. You found the right place. Some of you probably don't know how to do that and need to learn. You found the right place too."
And Loki was such an effective and helpful teacher. Really. Always willing to stay after class and help out when he was needed. Really.
"First class, we're supposed to do introductions right? Names and all that kind of shit?" Loki shook his head. "Fuck that noise. I probably know all your names and, if I don't, I'll fucking learn them. I've got a course roster for a reason. If I call you the wrong name, you'll just have to deal with it. Or set me straight. Don't be fucking meek, people. It's annoying."
Such a good teacher. Of course, he hadn't had any complaints before so he actually did think he was a fucking awesome teacher.
"This week, we're blowing off the fucking rules," Loki said. "Why do you think I screamed? Because I so desperately wanted your attention on me? Fuck that, I could care less. If you're smart, you'll pay attention. Why do you think this week's assignment to break a fucking rule right here and now? I don't care what rule, where it came from, who made it. Tell me the rule and then fucking break it. Break it knowing you won't get in trouble, get detention, get stinkeyed or anything like that. Break it and enjoy how fucking good it feels. Easy start to the class, right? It's only gonna get better from here."
Sorry kids, you all get to deal with a nearly insane angel for a few fucking weeks. Hope you enjoy it. At least he stopped screaming before climbing down to just lean against the desk.
"Well, now that we're all fucking awake, we can start," he said cheerfully. "If you don't know it already, my name's Loki and you're in Dogma: Fuck It! This class is going to be easy enough so, if I hear you whining, expect me to get in your fucking face about it. If you're here, you wanted to take a class that's goes against your principle and your systems of beliefs. You wanted to learn how to break the fucking rules and have fun without always playing the goody fucking two shoes. Some of you might already know how to do that and just wanted a fun class for the summer. You found the right place. Some of you probably don't know how to do that and need to learn. You found the right place too."
And Loki was such an effective and helpful teacher. Really. Always willing to stay after class and help out when he was needed. Really.
"First class, we're supposed to do introductions right? Names and all that kind of shit?" Loki shook his head. "Fuck that noise. I probably know all your names and, if I don't, I'll fucking learn them. I've got a course roster for a reason. If I call you the wrong name, you'll just have to deal with it. Or set me straight. Don't be fucking meek, people. It's annoying."
Such a good teacher. Of course, he hadn't had any complaints before so he actually did think he was a fucking awesome teacher.
"This week, we're blowing off the fucking rules," Loki said. "Why do you think I screamed? Because I so desperately wanted your attention on me? Fuck that, I could care less. If you're smart, you'll pay attention. Why do you think this week's assignment to break a fucking rule right here and now? I don't care what rule, where it came from, who made it. Tell me the rule and then fucking break it. Break it knowing you won't get in trouble, get detention, get stinkeyed or anything like that. Break it and enjoy how fucking good it feels. Easy start to the class, right? It's only gonna get better from here."