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Sex Ed (Friday, Period 2)
As the students filed in, they’d see- well. Your typical classroom, honestly. Desks, chairs...
Ridiculously built blonds at the front of the classroom.
Yep.
“Good morning, class!” the one with the cape greeted exuberantly.
“Yes, good morning!” the one in the button-down shirt agreed, somewhat less exuberantly, but still pretty cheerful. “Welcome to Sex Ed. If you think you didn’t sign up for Sex Ed...not so fast, check the roster before you sneak out. You might be surprised.” And probably needed to hear what they were going to say. “I’m Mr. Rogers--not that Mr. Rogers--and this is Thor.” Yes, that Thor. “We’re your teachers for the semester.”
“Now, while I do recognize some of you,” and Thor was just going to take a moment to offer a grin and a wink to any familiar faces out there, because that was how he rolled, “there are some who I do not know, and I suspect Mr. Rogers is in the same boat as I. So! Please, introduce yourselves. Your name, grade, and- one thing you would like to learn about during our time together.”
Because that didn’t hold possibilities for awkwardness at all.
“Please remember this is a classroom, and keep it PG-13,” Steve added hastily. “And be respectful of your fellow students at all times.” Or else Steve would be disappointed at you, and no one wanted that. “You don’t have to agree on everything, but we’ll tolerate no shaming of others in this classroom.”
“Indeed,” Thor nodded, his typical jovial expression turning momentarily serious. It was pretty hard to get on his bad side, but you really, really did not want to be there. “You, start us off,” he added, pointing randomly.
Ridiculously built blonds at the front of the classroom.
Yep.
“Good morning, class!” the one with the cape greeted exuberantly.
“Yes, good morning!” the one in the button-down shirt agreed, somewhat less exuberantly, but still pretty cheerful. “Welcome to Sex Ed. If you think you didn’t sign up for Sex Ed...not so fast, check the roster before you sneak out. You might be surprised.” And probably needed to hear what they were going to say. “I’m Mr. Rogers--not that Mr. Rogers--and this is Thor.” Yes, that Thor. “We’re your teachers for the semester.”
“Now, while I do recognize some of you,” and Thor was just going to take a moment to offer a grin and a wink to any familiar faces out there, because that was how he rolled, “there are some who I do not know, and I suspect Mr. Rogers is in the same boat as I. So! Please, introduce yourselves. Your name, grade, and- one thing you would like to learn about during our time together.”
Because that didn’t hold possibilities for awkwardness at all.
“Please remember this is a classroom, and keep it PG-13,” Steve added hastily. “And be respectful of your fellow students at all times.” Or else Steve would be disappointed at you, and no one wanted that. “You don’t have to agree on everything, but we’ll tolerate no shaming of others in this classroom.”
“Indeed,” Thor nodded, his typical jovial expression turning momentarily serious. It was pretty hard to get on his bad side, but you really, really did not want to be there. “You, start us off,” he added, pointing randomly.
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