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Home Economics 1, Fourth Period 1/5

People who hadn't had classes with Mr. Rogers before might be surprised to find that their home ec teacher was a tall, broad-shouldered guy who looked like he'd just stepped out of a military recruitment poster. Or, you know, not. Steve waited until everyone was present to begin his spiel.

"Good afternoon. I'm Steve Rogers--that's Mr. Rogers to you, please--and this is Home Economics, or Home Ec. If you're planning to complain that you didn't intend to be in Home Economics, well, welcome to Fandom High. If you're unaware of what Home Ec is, it's basically how to fend for yourself: cooking, cleaning, that sort of thing. I want to assure you there is nothing to be scared of. We're going to start with the parts that don't involve sharp objects or heat, so you can sort of work yourselves up to that mentally, if you need to. You should each have a syllabus at your work station. Typically you'll be working in pairs, but I'm fine with groups as long as you're not disruptive, and you're welcome to switch partners at any time. Oh, and," he glanced down at his class roster, but no, it still had not changed. "Mr. Stark, please see me after class.

"Now that we've got that out of the way," Steve said, and clapped his hands once, "I'd like for everyone to introduce themselves, giving your name, year, and where you'd currently rate your general skill level, one to ten, in the topics covered on the syllabus. Feel free to elaborate on those basics, if you want. We'll start with you," he said, picking a student at random.

Once they'd finished that, he moved on to, "And now we're going to jump right into cleaning. This will be especially good if you're new, right, you won't have a chance to get your dorm room messy. The first step to cleaning is really just to be tidy and organized," he said, like that was the simplest thing in the world. "Have a place for everything, and put things in their place instead of throwing them wherever. Put books in the bookcase instead of piled on your desk. Put dirty clothes in the laundry basket or bag instead of on the floor, and fold or hang clean ones and put them away. Throw things away or recycle them when you're done with them, instead of letting pizza boxes and old magazines pile up. Sweep hard-surface floors regularly. Speaking of sweeping..." there were ten brooms and dustpans lined up against the wall. "Since I couldn't make you practice tidying up, you get to practice that. If you don't understand how this works--" Steve was ruling nothing out, especially considering he had Emma Frost and Tony Stark in this class "--ask me or one of your classmates for help.

"Oh! Before I forget: this class comes with homework." Steve made a face at them and said, "I know, I know, but if you don't put these things into practice, what's the point, right? So your assignment for the rest of the week is to tidy up your dorm rooms and get organized, creating designated places for things if they don't have them and putting things in their places. If you need organizational supplies and can't buy them yourself right now, I have milk crates, which are great for organizing, clothes hangers, and laundry bags in my office, and you can see me after class, or I'll be holding office hours on Friday, so please, feel free to drop by. And if you know anyone who needs a laundry bag, send them my way, too, I have plenty, they were free."

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Or fail at sweeping. Feel free to pair up and try to figure this sweeping thing out.

Edited 2011-01-05 06:23 (UTC)

Scully felt like she was back on base, with her Dad standing over her and directing her work. She and Charlie sometimes got into stick-fights with the brooms when this happened.

Now, of course, she was much more mature.

For the aristo daughter of the previous Territory Queen of Glacia, Karla was surprisingly good at things like sweeping and scrubbing dishes. This had less to do with any personal decisions to not let rank stand in the way of her upbringing and more a regrettable tendency towards biting and backtalk.

If this were a kitchen or a stable, Karla would have felt almost at home.

Emma just wandered over and knocked her broom lightly against Karla's. "En garde, foul dirt-spreader."

"Miscreant!" Karla declared, bringing her broom up to defend against Emma's. "I am a proponent of cleanliness and shiny floors! I'll make you eat your lies!"

"I've seen your room," Emma pointed out idly as she poked at Karla again. "'Shiny floors' is not a term I'd use to describe it."

"If you shifted all the clothes and books and things, you'd see my floors are plenty shiny," Karla protested with a laugh. "Practically untrodden!"

Effy could sweep. Technically. But she didn't particularly want to. This classroom seemed clean enough, so her movements were rather... economical.

Because there weren't really any. Leaning on her broom counted as using it, right? Maybe she'd sweep in a minute. When she was done eying everyone else. For picking up techniques, you know?

Broom in hand, Alex wandered over closer to Effy and actually swept some of his dust towards her feet. Well, he was practicing and she seemed to need some motivation to start cleaning.

Alex could provide that.

Yeah, it would take a little more than that to get Effy to do more than sidestep around the gathering dust.

"How domestic you are," she teased, curling a little smirk. You know, with the passing along of all his dirt.

"You looked like you need a demonstration or something," Alex said, still sweeping his dirt towards her. "Do they not sweep things up in England? What a strange, strange country."

"We're very advanced over the Atlantic. Have Hoovers and everything." Which didn't mean she couldn't sweep, just that she usually didn't.

All they seemed to be doing here was practising moving dirt around. Effy didn't really feel like she was missing out.

"So that means you should be an expert at this sort of thing," Alex pointed out, sweeping some dust into a little pile. "And yet, you're just standing there, like a blob. Guess you're not good at everything."

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