Monday, part two
Hey. This has been sitting on my hardrive for god knows how long. If anyone cares to beta…feel free to contact me.
Disclaimer: Vader is not mine. If he were, you could be assured some sense would have been beaten into him by now…
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After Lee's stunning display of defiance, was it any surprise that the students were not perfectly silent during role? Considering this fact, and their teacher's short temper, was it any surprise that Vader got to use his little known ability for Force Smacking?
Upon the first smack, most realized who it was.
The room became silent.
"Today class," he waved his hand and the projector turned on, "we will be learning about the reproductive organs." The class shifted noticeably back, he flicked a switch and the movie started. "Enjoy."
Lee, Marc, and several other kids were turning a rather interesting shade of pink. Pity. The movie was only ten minutes, after which, they'd never be quite the same.
Someone in the back of the room was whispering, giggles spread like ripples in water. Vader smacked her. Insolent brat.
"OW! KAREN!" The girl pushed her neighbor from her seat. "What was that for?"
Karen pushed the girl back, "I didn't do it! Why don't you take your—"
"That," Vader said, flicking on the lights (the movie had finished), "will be quite enough, detentions to the both of you." Protests were immediately launched.
"I didn't do anything!"
"MY FATHER WILL HEAR ABOUT THIS!"
"You started it." Lee whispered
"I CAN'T GET A DETENTION!"
"IT'S NOT FAIR!"
"Silence." And they obeyed. "This is not up for discussion. Are there any questions regarding the film?" The students were curious, he could tell, but terrified to ask. Their loss, if they wished to consult their parents for more information that was their choice, actually, come to think of it, that was their homework. He handed out a worksheet. "We have another half-hour. During which time we will review." He turned on the overhead, "Now, can anyone tell me where the ovaries are?" Lee remained blessedly silent, so did everyone else. "Lee?" Before Lee could answer, Marc's face became an odd shade of green. He raised his hand.
"Did our parents actually… like … actually …do that?" Vader nodded. Marc launched out of his seat and to the trash can, proceeding to puke up his breakfast.
Vader ignored this new development. "Lee, answer the question!" She was staring wide-eyed, along with everyone else, at Marc. "Lee, answer the question!" Marc finished puking.
"I think I have just lost any and all respect I ever had for my parents." He whispered. "Can I go rinse out my mouth?"
"No."
"but-"
"No." Vader repeated. "Lee, you have received a lucky break. Thank Marc for answering your question."
"Thanks." She whispered.
"Uhhh…"
"Answer the question Marc."
"There?" he pointed to a spot on the screen, hoping he was right.
"No." Vader told him. "That would be my finger. Class, these are the ovaries, as you can see, they are not connected to the fallopian tubes. Marc sit down." Nobody moved. "Well, come on, label them!" The class proceeded like this, the whole hour. Not even Lee would venture an answer.
Ten seconds to the bell.
"Class-"
Nine
"Tonights homework-" Was anyone listening? Why were their eyes situated on the wall?
Eight
"Is to speak with—"
Seven.
"Your parents." Everyone's faces were back to him. Some showing hatred deeper than his for Obi-wan
Six
Lee raised her hand.
Five
"Yes?"
Four.
"I live with my sister."
Three
"You may speak with her-"
Two
"Do not think you can 'forget' your homework."
One
"I will know"
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