Author Note: Thank you Karactacus for suggesting this.
Prompt: Doc Scratch: Get tired of this shit and go make some coffee.
Your name is Doc Scratch, and you really needed a cup of coffee. You drew the short straw last Friday and were stuck with detention duties for a whole week. It was a pain in the ass, especially for a teacher of your caliber. They didn't call you Doc for no reason, after all.
When the kids arrived for detention, you made sure to sure to separate them away from their fellow delinquents. Vantas sat in the back row while Pyrope sat in the front. Megido was shunted into one corner with Nitram as far from her as possible. You placed Zahhak next to Vantas and Serket next to Pyrope, which should have kept them from conspiring during detention. You also made sure to put at least three desks between Ampora and Peixes.
For a while, this seating arrangement worked. Until Vantas started staring at the back of Pyrope's head like a lost puppy, that is.
You snapped at him to get back to work, and he glared at you. Ungrateful brat. He worked on his homework for a little longer before stowing it and resuming his staring. You didn't have the energy to scold him again.
You really needed a cup of coffee, so you went to the teachers' lounge to get one. You knew the students wouldn't leave because if they left detention early, then two more were added to their sentence.
The coffee was like heaven going down your throat, and when you made it back to the classroom you had a light grin on your face.
The grin quickly vanished when you saw the state of the students.
Serket and Zahhak had reunited in the center of the room and had their heads bent together, whispering aggressively. Megido and Nitram had found a shovel and were digging into one of the walls. Amproa and Peixes were bickering rather loudly off to one side. Vantas had decided that now would be a great time to make out with his girlfriend, and she didn't seem to disagree.
The only good news was that Makara hadn't lit himself a joint. Not yet.
You wouldn't give him the chance. You smacked your mug on the desk, nearly cracking it. They all looked at you in surprise. Except for Vantas and Pyrope, they were still preoccupied.
You inched over to their desk, and as your shadow covered them, they looked up at you. Pyrope cackled that odd laugh of hers, and Vantas just looked smug. You told the whole class to get back to their assigned seats, and they complied reluctantly.
You took one more swig from your mug, realizing it was already empty.
You needed another cup.
End Note: Thanks for reading.