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"Hey kids, I have been working so hard on your final." That was a lie. "It is going to blow your minds."

This would be when Aphra turned into a purple tooka, and after a few moments standing there hissing at them, skittered off into the vents.

...

...you all passed? Yay?

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No doubt to everyone's complete surprise, Aphra was not in class. However in an shocking twist, an extremely stressed and not at all hiding it well Adora was.

"Hi," she said with a far too wide and forced grin. "Apparently I'm supposed to fill in today, something about phone logins, I didn't really understand that part."

She kept grinning nervously at them. "So thinking of on your feet, that is a thing that I'm totally familiar with...usually it involves spiders." Light Hope had been really fond of spiders. "So I guess we're fighting spiders?"

Luckily, before Adora inflicted spiders on you, she had a much better idea and instead of horrific giant alien spiders shimmering into existence, a seven-foot purple woman made of muscle appeared. "This is Huntara," Adora said, sounding much more enthusiastic. "We're gonna fight her instead."

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Aphra was not in the class room today, and she'd even send you all an email about it. About ten minutes after class was supposed to start.

Baby steps.

Class cancelled, because reasons.

[Working in retail reasons.]

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"Nobody got eaten last week, great job!" Aphra was so proud of you guys, really she was. "Also the floor is lava."

On cue, the Danger Shop floor started falling away to reveal not-so-deadly lava. In fact it looked almost Jell-O like.

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The Danger Shop was full of waist high teddy bears. Which might have been more adorable if they hadn't been armed with pointy sticks and didn't look hungry.

"So my holonet feed was full of mini-Wookiees this week for some reason, so I decided to run with it," Aphra said. "Try to figure a way out of this before they figure out you're made of tasty meat."

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Aphra wasn't there, because of course she wasn't.

What was there was a sign up on the board saying:

Class cancelled. You're welcome.

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The Danger Shop was set up as a workshop today.

"So by now you should all be familiar with the idea of traps and how they work," she told her class cheerfully. "And one of the best ways to see if you've gotten in the right mindset about traps is to make one yourself!"

Sounds fun?

"So I want you to use your experience and imagination to design something really fun."

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"Time for a holo about archeology, problem solving, and daddy issues!"

No, Aphra hadn't realised what day it was until ten minutes before class started.

It was five minutes.

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It wasn't that Aphra missed her daemon. At all. But she had been inspired by him, so when her class turned up at the Danger Shop they were greeted by furious honking.

"Congratulations, you're a terrible goose!" Beat. "By which I mean you will be controlling one and attempting to solve problems using only your wits and goosely self."

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It was the third class in a row without a trap, clearly it was time to be suspicious.

"So, family, isn't it great," Aphra said, far too dryly. "Either they want nothing to do with you or they're trying to control your life, and unlike most other problems in life, you can't shoot them. Not that you should be shooting all of your problems. Just the ones you can't think your way around."

"Anyway, your task today is to enjoy a nice dinner with your parents and explain that you're now part of a bonded triad and all three of you are dropping out of university to run a pirate crew together. Also they've invited a nice girl without a criminal record or bounties in three different systems over to set you up with."

It turned out there was a trap this class. The the most dangerous kind of all...

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For the second week in a row, there were no traps in the classroom, nor any sort of cell.

Was Aphra feeling okay?

"Look, so I feel like I'm not getting the idea of why you need to know this stuff, so it's time to get real with you." Was this leading to some kind of lecture filled with personal revelations about just what could go wrong when you couldn't improvise? Of course not, this was the lead in to her putting on a movie.

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Good news! There was no trap today! Because you were starting class already in a prison cell.

Aphra, who was sitting on a bench outside the cell, waved cheerfully at them. "Today we're going to discuss a very important skill for when you might be in a sticky situation, cold reading," she told them. "Now on the whole, it's easy to get people to do what you want around if you know what they want. Now sometimes, you already know that, but when you don't you can use this little skill to get them to tell you what they want and make them think you're giving to them."

After a brief overview of what cold reading techniques actually involved. "Now in a moment a guard's gonna come in here and it's your job to get them to open your cell."

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Good news, everyone! There wasn't a pit trap in Aphra's class today!

No Aphra, either.

There was however a plinth with what looked like a designer handbag fetchingly displayed on top of it, complete with dedicated lighting.

What do?

jedigrammarians

Aphra had told her class to meet her in the Danger Shop, which certainly wasn't a sign they should be worried or anything.

"So I'm looking at the only student with the sense to take this class." She didn't specify if it was good sense. "Which is all about learning to react to unexpected situations.

"But it's the first week, so introductions, name, class, and something else, oh, I know." The floor suddenly feel out from under them. "How you're going to get out of the pit. Feel free to make the last one a practical demonstration."

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It wasn't that Aphra was hungover at the start of class, but she wasn't not hungover either. "So I've had a week." A week and half actually. That had involved far more drinks with umbrellas than was particularly wise. Toy weirdness? What toy weirdness? "So movie. Bout plans."

She didn't care that she'd already shown this movie during one class or another. There were some magnificent boobs in it.

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The Danger Shop was full of stacks upon stacks of, well, stacks, stretching off into the distance, all filled with interesting knick-knacks.

"Time to do inventory!" Aphra announced cheerfully as she handed out scanners. "I'm sure there's nothing dangerous in there."

Spoiler, she was lying. A lot.

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Aphra was devastated she didn't have Force powers any more. Sure she didn't actually want to be a Jedi, and they'd make her even deader than she already was if she ran into Darth Vader again, but floating rocks, people. Floating rocks.

She had a holoprojecter set up at the front of class "Since everything's under water, you kids can get cultured."

Because who didn't love Squid Lake? It was a classic.

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As always, Chelli was sitting on the desk meditating as she waited for the class, once everyone arrived, she opened her eyes.

"So, if there's one thing my teacher used to say about improvising it was 'you, know, we had a plan, be nice to follow it'," she said. "The other thing she'd say was if I remembered my training and followed my instincts, I'd be able to figure out what I needed to do. Usually before doing something like this."

Chelli flicked her fingers in the direction of the Danger Shop controls and the floor of the simulation turned to lava. "Hey, at least I don't have you floating rocks too."

jedigrammarians

In what would no doubt come as a great shock to many of the class, Aphra was not there. However, there was a random Shiba Inu at the front of class. Why was there a random Shiba Inu at the front of class? Had Aphra gotten a pet? Was it some unfortunate student? Did the good doggo want head scritches? Who knew?

In any case, it'd probably be a better teacher than Aphra.

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Aphra was holding class on the steps of the school, as you do. "We're going to hit things running today," she said, because who needed introductions? "And by a stroke of luck, today's planned lesson involves dealing with randomly chancing landscapes, glitter, and hearing voices."

Yep, luck. They sure were a lucky class.

"You're going on a scavenger hunt today," she added, handing out sheets of paper. "First one back with this stuff wins!"

It was Aphra's lunch order. Hope you knew where to find caf and nerfburgers!

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Today, the Danger Shop resembled an exam room, with a desk set up for each student, complete with bookets, answer sheets, pencils, and dice.

"Suprise final exam! Bet you weren't expecting this." For any number of reasons. "Anyway, because I know just how easy it is to slice exam consoles, we're going old school for your input. You should have everything there you need!"

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So, today the Danger Shop looked a lot like a firing range. A firing range with a table full of what looked a lot like Jell-O shots. "There was this whole scavenger hunt thing, but that's not happening now." Because if Aphra not only recognised that something was a bad idea, but didn't merrily continue anyway, it was a really bad idea. "Still, the wacky powers thing seems fun, so we're trying that. Only without the actual sticking random unknown substances in your body. That's never a good plan."

Hence, Jell-O shots. Aphra was a genius. "Have fun!"

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Class was in the Danger Shop, because nope.

"So apparently this week's theme is Tatooine, but worse, which I didn't really think was possible, but there you go. But since it's quicker to list the things on Tatooine that won't try to kill you." There was a noticeable absence of anything being listed. "I figure lets go with it. So, sand."

That was it, that was the sim. Nothing but sand as far as the eye could see. Sand and a beach umbrella for Aphra.

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Today's class was in the Danger Shop. Aphra was not there. Because she wasn't going to try and get through all that water when she could just program the Danger Shop remotely.

"Hi kids," she said via projector. "Had to change my plans for this class so you're going to be watching a holo!" A really, really bad one. So bad they might consider leaving class early.

Of course, if they tried, they'd soon discover that Aphra had locked the doors...

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Class was in the preserve and Aphra looked far, far too pleased with herself. If anyone wanted to have A Bad Feeling About This^TM, now was the time.

"So you didn't do terribly against the droid ninja," she cheerfully informed them. "So it's time for a real challenge."

No prizes for guessing the challenge was murderlizards. Because it was murderlizards.

jedigrammarians

Aphra was having class in the Danger Shop, because of course she was. She was also late, because of course she was.

"So, plans. They're great. At least when they go to, y'know, plan." Deathless words of wisdom there, Aphra. "Thing is they mostly don't. For example, I never planned on teaching high school students on what's pretty much a backwater planet, but things happen, like having your murder happy boss decide to terminate your employment. Literally. I mean, some of you probably didn't plan on taking this class." That was mostly directed at anyone she recognised.

"But that's the point of this class, learning to deal with the unexpected."

That was when the ninjas attacked.

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