AN:
JK: SORRY!! I didn't have any time recently! Written in document section 'cause I'm lazy. Get ready for mass stupidity.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. JM owns Mii.
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"Okay, lemme get ONE thing straight 'ere, brats." Xigbar said, resting on a stool in the front of the room. "I ain't yer friend, 'kay? As long as I'm here, if you got a problem, keep yer god-damn trap shut. I don't wanna hear it." The entire class, except Mii, were scared at the moment.
"This new guy is crazy." The earlier idiot, Emily, whispered into Mii's ear.
"AND! I've got hearing so good, I can tell who's talking at what time, EMILY." Xigbar stated, looking at the lesson plan. "Now, seein' as I don't give a damn about math, we'll move on to...Family Life in religion?!" Mii snickered. "What the hell is this?"
"Family Life is-" Some random kid started.
" 'EY! Did I call on you?"
"No..."
" 'Kay. Family Life, how families are started, right kiddo?" Xigbar knocked on Mii's skull, and Mii gave some weird noise. "Whoa, you sound like Dem."
"Ow! Yeah! How families are started." Mii groaned, having a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. Xigbar nodded.
"Okay. Put yer books away, I'll tell ya this. Ya see, when a man loves a woman..."
-30 Minutes Later-
"...and that's how all you punks are sitting here with those disgusted looks on your faces." He concluded. "Any questions?"
"Yeah..." A kid in the front row said, raising his hand. The Freeshooter nodded to him. "Is it even POSSIBLE to do that with whipped cream?!"
"Yup." He replied.
"Sir? I want to know about the caramel." Some other kid asked.
"I'm NEVER looking at brussil sprouts the same way again..." Some other kid said. Mii banged his head on the desk.
"Oh, God..." He moaned.
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AN:
JK: Mass apologies people!! Hope you enjoyed and if you don't find the pattern by the next chapter...I laugh at you. LOL.