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The Fifteen Labors of Fandom, Session 11, Period 1
Hercules had the class gather in a normal classroom again. The slideshow projector was back, but this time there were no craft supplies out.
Once everyone had arrived, Hercules dimmed the lights and started the slideshow. It started with a nice shot of a classical Greek statue of Zeus. What came next, however, was Hercules announcing "The gods are all dicks."
He let that sink in for a moment.
"This is my father, Zeus, lord of Olympus. And when the fabled Serpent of Midgard threatened to destroy all of the world, he decided that the gods of Olympus shouldn't meddle in it. So that meant only those who would defy Zeus meddled, and that meant only those who would use tragedy to suit their own gains. Just ask your classmates Warren or Karla if you do not believe me. But that was only just a recent bit of jackassery."
He hit the button for the next slide, one of a painting of Prometheus chained to the rock. "Here we see Prometheus, the titan who saw fit to give the gift of fire to mortal man, and in so doing the gods decided to have him eternally be disemboweled by a bird every day. And don't even get me started about poor Sisyphus."
Hercules went to the next slide, a mosaic of the three Fates, all blind and sharing one eye. "So you're wondering what this has to do with the class. Well, today I am to tell you that many will say that you are fated to do things. That the gods command something. Well, don't bloody listen to that nonsense. Listen to your heart, and what you think you should do. Just because someone says you have a divine destiny or duty doesn't mean you can't tell the divine to shove it up where the sun doesn't shine!"
Hercules gave a little embarrassed cough, and went to the next slide. A mosaic of him, in fact. "My labors were a product of penance. Penance for a terrible deed that I committed thanks to the meddling of a certain divine being whose name rhymes with Bear-ah. While good acts, all of them, it was like a long sentence of community service for my crime. You, you young people. You have the chance to do your deeds because it is what is in your heart, what you want to do. That is what I want you to get from my course. The desire to do good and great deeds, not because it is easy, but because it is the hard thing to do. Because it is the right thing to do. Because it is what you want to do."
Herc switched off the slide projector and turned up the lights. "That said, I now wish for us to discuss those times when doing the right thing goes against what we've been told we must do. Perhaps you have a personal experience to share. I recently defied the will of Zeus, refused to answer to his call to return to Olympus and become a demigod once again, and instead chose to endanger my life and the lives of two of this very class to save Brooklyn from a terrible fate. It did work out just fine in the end, of course."
He pointed to a student at random. "Do you have a story you wish to share? Or perhaps you'd like to ask questions about my own experiences?"
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Once everyone had arrived, Hercules dimmed the lights and started the slideshow. It started with a nice shot of a classical Greek statue of Zeus. What came next, however, was Hercules announcing "The gods are all dicks."
He let that sink in for a moment.
"This is my father, Zeus, lord of Olympus. And when the fabled Serpent of Midgard threatened to destroy all of the world, he decided that the gods of Olympus shouldn't meddle in it. So that meant only those who would defy Zeus meddled, and that meant only those who would use tragedy to suit their own gains. Just ask your classmates Warren or Karla if you do not believe me. But that was only just a recent bit of jackassery."
He hit the button for the next slide, one of a painting of Prometheus chained to the rock. "Here we see Prometheus, the titan who saw fit to give the gift of fire to mortal man, and in so doing the gods decided to have him eternally be disemboweled by a bird every day. And don't even get me started about poor Sisyphus."
Hercules went to the next slide, a mosaic of the three Fates, all blind and sharing one eye. "So you're wondering what this has to do with the class. Well, today I am to tell you that many will say that you are fated to do things. That the gods command something. Well, don't bloody listen to that nonsense. Listen to your heart, and what you think you should do. Just because someone says you have a divine destiny or duty doesn't mean you can't tell the divine to shove it up where the sun doesn't shine!"
Hercules gave a little embarrassed cough, and went to the next slide. A mosaic of him, in fact. "My labors were a product of penance. Penance for a terrible deed that I committed thanks to the meddling of a certain divine being whose name rhymes with Bear-ah. While good acts, all of them, it was like a long sentence of community service for my crime. You, you young people. You have the chance to do your deeds because it is what is in your heart, what you want to do. That is what I want you to get from my course. The desire to do good and great deeds, not because it is easy, but because it is the hard thing to do. Because it is the right thing to do. Because it is what you want to do."
Herc switched off the slide projector and turned up the lights. "That said, I now wish for us to discuss those times when doing the right thing goes against what we've been told we must do. Perhaps you have a personal experience to share. I recently defied the will of Zeus, refused to answer to his call to return to Olympus and become a demigod once again, and instead chose to endanger my life and the lives of two of this very class to save Brooklyn from a terrible fate. It did work out just fine in the end, of course."
He pointed to a student at random. "Do you have a story you wish to share? Or perhaps you'd like to ask questions about my own experiences?"
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"...is that a fellow student?" he asked, as it was a perfectly reasonable question.
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Bobby, it might help to add that 'not the actual god' disclaimer again.
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And occasionally casting glances at Bobby's rabbit.
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He might have lifted it off of a would-be Bee-vandal who had been trapped in a net in an alleyway in New York. So sue him.
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The important thing was that she was trying, okay?
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Shame? What was that?
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