fandomhigh | Monsters and Humans, Friday, Period 4

From the way Drac strode into the classroom, head high, confident, cape billowing majestically... you wouldn't guess that he had just been led through the worst of the sewers from the hotel by a snickering gremlin.

He'd changed his clothes just before entering the classroom, though, and not even a hellhound could smell any of the sewer on him now, but a twitch at the corner of Drac's eye that meant SOMEmonster was going to get in trouble when located later.

He gave the room a glance; almost everyone was human-like in appearance! Drac dropped his stoic pose for half a moment to sag in despair that even here the children felt they should have to worry and fear about how they look.

He straightened quickly, though and nodded. "My name is Count Dracula, and I will be teaching relations between Monsters and Humans. Something with which I am very familiar." Another twitch.

"Today we will start by getting to know each other. Let us go around the room and say our names and what type of monster we are. And maybe something that you want the others to know about your kind." He gave a side glance. "Like how gremlins are totally not to be trusted, even when you pay them."

"My daughter, Mavis, will be my Teaching Assistant, and I will be choosing another before the end of class today. Oh. And please, feel free to return to your normal state," he waved a hand dismissively. Seeing his fellow monsters hide was making him depressed. "We are all monsters here; no need to fear."

...

He gave a dangerous smile full of fang. "Unless you're a gremlin named Gregory."

[Yeeeah, today Drac twigs to the fact that the primary population on the island is not "monster."]

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Evan scuffed his toe against the floor as he stood to introduce himself.

"I'm Evan Sabahnur, and I'm a mutant." He bit his lip a little, and then ventured to add, "And a clone."

So, double the monstrous-fun? Kind of. He wasn't entirely sure how he felt about being called a monster, but since Professor Dracula seemed to think everyone in the room was one, and that he was one himself, he wasn't going to take it as necessarily a bad thing.

Drac's smile was bright. "Ah! A clone of a mutant what? You resemble my friend Frank! Are you a 'Stein?"

Frank? Evan blinked. There was a Frankenstein creature back in his own reality that had very recently grabbed the teachers from his school looking for all the last relatives of his creator. Evan suspected that this wasn't the same Frankenstein.

"Uh... No. I'm an... um..." His voice dropped to something a lot more quiet and he scuffed his foot against the floor. "I'm an Apocalypse. A clone of the first mutant."

It... actually felt weirdly liberating to say that out loud, in front of people. He glanced up at Dracula warily. More... bashful than paranoid.

That would be a no. They were not the same. No.

Drac gave Evan an odd look at that explanation. "I am not sure that I understand how you can be the clone of an apocalypse, but that's fine. It doesn't matter who you're made of, or from; you're your own monster." The lazy way he waved his hand showed that Drac was using that word again as just another term.

But still... Evan seemed to strike a familiar note with Drac. "You're a very polite young man. How are your studies?"

Again with the 'monster.' But again, it didn't seem to mean anything beyond person. Evan would have used 'mutant' the same way, with maybe a little pride mixed in for good measure.

He perked up when the professor mentioned his studies.

"They're going very well, thank you," he replied, smiling enthusiastically. "Even the summer workshops have been very educational this year, and I take advantage of my position as an aide in the library to read up on anything that isn't covered in the available classes. Genetics, Egyptian history... There's a lot to learn."

Could Drac adopt you?

"Perfect." If Evan was related to Frank, he definitely got the better parts. "You will be my second assistant." Drac nodded, his cape closing over his chest as his face went smug. He was almost purring, he was so happy.

If Drac didn't, Deadpool might. Get on that, Dracula!

... Because an Apocalypse being adopted by a Dracula was hilarious.

"Yes, sir! I'll do my very best, sir!"

So, Evan was a bit of a teacher's pet. In case nobody had noticed.

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