It was a really lazy day at Destiny High. The kids were all half asleep, and Scruffy the janitor was pulling in some extra hours to mop up all the drool. Even Miss Hendricks, the literature teacher who was always so dedicated to her work, found it really tough to slosh through The Great Gatsby. I mean, seriously? You see the eyes of God in a billboard. Who cares?
Anyway, while everyone was snoring loud enough to mimic the mating calls of some African animal on holiday, Mr. Wow, the cool cat art teacher was just chillin' and trippin' on some catnip. He was having a lazy day, too. A bunch of nude models were coming in and out of his classroom as he was teaching his kids to appreciate the human body. Letting out a trippy yawn, Mr. Wow hovered up to the front of his class and meowed. That meant everyone had five minutes left to finish their sketches before the bell rang.
When class was over, Mr. Wow headed over to the teacher's lounge. It was time for some mocha java latte slim supreme. While he was stirring his java, Miss Hendricks came in for a pick-me-up.
"Hey, good lookin'," purred Mr. Wow. "What's that haps?"
"Can it, Wow," said Miss Hendricks, clearly not in the mood for idle banter. "I've got a Catcher in the Rye therapy session in fifteen minutes and I need all the calm I can get before the inevitable shit storm. Kids just don't care about the classics anymore."
"I dig it, I dig it," meowed Mr. Wow. He took a sip of his coffee.
Miss Hendricks poured herself a cup of joe and kicked back on the lounge sofa. Mr. Wow hovered over to her.
"So how's about you and me catch a picture later this evening?" he asked, cozying up to her.
Not even bothering to respond, Miss Hendricks resolved to pour her scalding hot coffee on top of Mr. Wow's head and then left the lounge.
Mr. Wow rolled around hissing in pain. He somehow managed to call for an ambulance to take him to the hospital. At the St. Horace the Horse Memorial Hospital, Mr. Wow was treated for his third degree burns by Cloud, who had given up his pizza delivery service to do something meaningful with his life for a change. He tried to clean Mr. Wow's wounds of the coffee, but the cool cat was so high on catnip, that he wouldn't sit still. Cloud wound up chasing him all over the hospital until he finally cornered him in a supply closet.
"What's going on here, nurse?" said Tifa.
"Sorry, doctor," said Cloud, now holding the squirming art teacher in his arms. "The patient got away from me."
"This better not happen again." Dr. Tifa ordered Cloud to return the patient to his room for proper treatment, but Mr. Wow slipped away again. Dr. Tifa and Nurse Cloud chased him all over the hospital again until Roo managed to catch him. He squeezed a Pooh stick out of Mr. Wow and then returned him to his room for treatment. After getting patched up, Mr. Wow was sent to rehab while Roo returned the Pooh stick to the Fellowship of the Pooh.
The end.