fandomhigh | Teamwork 101 -- Period 1 [Class #2] [Monday]

Genesis had arrived early to the classroom, quite early, just in case his co-teacher had a similar idea, and stuck a note in his elaborate handwriting on the door saying that class was to occur in the Danger Shop. Then he’d lifted the chair without effort and carted it down that way with him.

The point of the matter, Genesis suspected Reno would understand it. Thus, the Danger Shop, when students began arriving, contained the chair, with Genesis in it. As he inspected the control panel for the room curiously.

Reno made a face pretty much clockwork as he stepped into the Danger Shop, spotted Genesis, and the chair, and crossed his arms over his chest.

Friggin’ SOLDIER.

“Yo, Rookies,” he greeted, managing to sound perhaps slightly less annoyed that he’d been last week as he made his way across the Danger Shop, towards his co-teacher, and his chair dammit. “Last week was introductions, yo. Easy shit, right? This week, we’re gonna start steppin’ up the challenge, little by little. Might as well ease you into bein’ good with one another, an’ what better way to do that than by tyin’ your ankles together an’ makin’ you run through obstacles, yo?”

He stopped and grinned at the class, standing directly in front of Genesis. Totally not smug at all.

Genesis smiled, deliberately indulgently, at Reno. Wasn’t he just the smartest widdle Turk ever? Good job, Reno!

And kicked his co-teacher’s legs out from under him. “My foot slipped,” he said dryly.

“‘M sure, zoto.” Reno hit the ground with grace and panache, really. Truly. And he only swore under his breath a little bit. He levelled a bit of a glare up at Genesis, and then twisted a bit of a devilish grin. “Hope you’re more surefooted than that when we get this lesson started, yo, because you’re with me for the race.”

Slowpoke.

“But of course,” Genesis said, standing gracefully. “Especially, as the teamwork aspect of this class means all of us must make compromises in how we move. Leaving one behind, or dragging them with you will not count as proper teamwork.”

“Neither,” Reno noted, grabbing a length of rope, “is deliberately tripping them up.”

He shot the class a crooked grin, and then shrugged. “Pair off, guys. Tie one of your legs to one of your partner’s, and then navigate the course.” A pause, and then he pointed at Chloe and Karla ~~if they were there~~. “You two. Congrats. You’re the minions, this semester.”

“Because you’re a pathetic little man who needs his fangirls,” Genesis murmured, not bothering to keep his voice down particularly. He’d noted the way that Chloe had talked to Reno after class last week, after all. “And I’m kind.”

He was not.

“Anyone who deliberately sabotages their partner will earn detention,” Genesis informed the class. “If you did that where it mattered, the consequences would be worse.” In other words, arguing with him wasn’t going to help your case at all.

Reno just gave his eyes a roll, keeping all further complaint about people with multiple fanclubs to himself before waving his hand at the class.

“You heard him, yo. Now get to it.”

[~~Wait for the~~ OCD is uuup!]