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fandomhigh2014-01-09 03:19 am
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How to Cope with Being Suddenly Famous, Thursday Second Period
Herc had, upon getting a good look at his class roster this morning, considered just turning around and leaving and not doing this to himself, but in the end it turned out he was a glutton for punishment. By the time he arrived for class, no one would guess he'd spent most of the morning pacing in his office and muttering pep talks to himself while Max looked on in doggy confusion.
"Right, listen up," he said as he entered the room with Max on his heels, only a minute or two late, "I'm Herc Hansen--that's Mr. Hansen to you lot--and this is Max. Max has run of the classroom, so be nice to him." Herc suspected that wouldn't be hard. "But I want you paying attention to me, not--not my dog." The back of his mind kicked over to panicking over how he'd deal, what he'd say, when Chuck finally thought to wonder why Max was with him now. The rest of him kept going with his carefully rehearsed speech. "If you're here, you're either famous, or you think you might be someday, or you're not sure why you're here but hey, might be useful for you someday too, right? You never know. Take me. I used to fly helicopters. I was pretty good at it, but I wasn't anything special, and then--well. Things changed. I turned out to be able to do something that needed doing, something very few people could do. Something that had nothing at all to do with flying helicopters. We were all famous all of a sudden, and some of us dealt with that better than others." His brother, for example, had dealt with it really, really badly. "So," he said, a wry twist at the corner of his mouth, "I'm hoping you can learn from me.
"Now, you've probably had to introduce yourselves a fair few times already this week, but I don't know all of you yet, so we're gonna do that. Name, why you're in the class, what you'd like to learn from it if you have some idea already. Go."
When they'd finished, he steeled himself and added, "Chuck, if you could please see me after class. I have a job for you."
"Right, listen up," he said as he entered the room with Max on his heels, only a minute or two late, "I'm Herc Hansen--that's Mr. Hansen to you lot--and this is Max. Max has run of the classroom, so be nice to him." Herc suspected that wouldn't be hard. "But I want you paying attention to me, not--not my dog." The back of his mind kicked over to panicking over how he'd deal, what he'd say, when Chuck finally thought to wonder why Max was with him now. The rest of him kept going with his carefully rehearsed speech. "If you're here, you're either famous, or you think you might be someday, or you're not sure why you're here but hey, might be useful for you someday too, right? You never know. Take me. I used to fly helicopters. I was pretty good at it, but I wasn't anything special, and then--well. Things changed. I turned out to be able to do something that needed doing, something very few people could do. Something that had nothing at all to do with flying helicopters. We were all famous all of a sudden, and some of us dealt with that better than others." His brother, for example, had dealt with it really, really badly. "So," he said, a wry twist at the corner of his mouth, "I'm hoping you can learn from me.
"Now, you've probably had to introduce yourselves a fair few times already this week, but I don't know all of you yet, so we're gonna do that. Name, why you're in the class, what you'd like to learn from it if you have some idea already. Go."
When they'd finished, he steeled himself and added, "Chuck, if you could please see me after class. I have a job for you."
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Ugh. (He'd probably get around to realizing that other question was a Thing when he'd gotten over the--- whatever the hell-- of everything else.)
The thought of leaving tiny Max at home hadn't even crossed his mind, though. The old man would just have to deal.
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Who knew this place would be the one to do that? So, while he listened, he watched the dog run around and smiled to himself.
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Yeah, that was the first person he'd thought of when Herc mentioned the not-dealing-so-well. For obvious reasons, really.
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He'd love to get famous for bringing down Mandel and his entire academy.
"And I guess I'd like to learn how to deal with people that wanna bring you down in the aftermath of everything."
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Yes. It was important.
"But it'd be fun to be famous."
Ahahahahahasobs.
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God, he felt like a dick.
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"Are we gonna cover TMZ? Because they're kinda douchey."
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Thanks, Chuck. Thanks.
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And if you thought that wasn't good cause for an irrational hate-on, well, you'd clearly never met Chuck Hansen.
He rolled his eyes, but said nothing else. He'd made his point.
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late because the player's internet was being a dick yesterday. "I'm here because-" and the blush that creeped up on his features pointed out that he was aware of how ridiculous this sounded, thank you, "- apparently in a possible future, I make something of a name for myself as a detective. I'd like to learn about- maintaining one's privacy while in the public eye, I suppose."Talk to Herc
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Tiny Max barked, happily confused.
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Herc nobly resisted the urge to bury his face in his hands.
"'m gonna need a teaching assistant for this class, in case something comes up, I get called away suddenly or the like," he told Chuck. "The job might also include taking care of Max, if I can't take him with me for some reason. You up for it?"
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"Can't handle it on your own, can you?" he said, because... well, he kind of had to get some digs in. "Yeah, sure. Not like I have anything better to do."
Thanks to someone.
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