A/N: I keep having Giant Robo dreams. These next two happened on the night of January 12th, 2013, taking place three years before the current timeline. The name of an English expert was mentioned, but I didn't see him this time. Ginrei and Genya's moments, with Ginrei's in the next chapter, are supposed to be happening simultaneously, I assume, from the way they were laid out for me.
"That's it!" The suited, bag-masked training agent before Genya slammed his hand down on his podium. "I've had it up to here with your obsession with the Shizuma Drives, Von Vogler!"
He paused to allow Genya to retort. The Belgian remained stone-faced, his eyes making direct contact with the trainer's all the while. This only made the trainer all the more furious; he swept an essay off his podium, strolled straight over to Genya's desk, and smacked him across the face with the papers.
"This is one of the most useless, most convoluted, completely fruitless mission concepts I've ever had turned into me!" He was seething. "You joined Big Fire to work for Big Fire, not for yourself!"
"The essay asked for what kind of mission we'd like to perform," Genya drawled, "And I wrote it for you."
"And you've done a miserable job of it!" He looked back at the two Q Agents standing guard at the front of the room. "Men, when I'm done with him, escort him out of the building. He's not coming in for a week after this."
Genya allowed himself the luxury of a snort. The trainer's eyes narrowed and he turned back to Genya.
"You're not making a good impression on any of us, Von Vogler. As nauseating as it already is to have to say that name."
He said "nauseating" as if it were leaving his mouth in chunks. Genya exhaled, inhaled, and then spat in his trainer's eye.
The trainer jolted back, cursing, wiping away what he could. He took less than a second to gather himself and snapped his fingers, and the Q Agents marched towards Genya and grabbed him by the arms. The four filed out of the room in front of at least twenty horrified other students.
They halted by the stairway, which connected to the BF Group training centre's cafeteria and lounge, and the trainer crumbled up Genya's essay and threw it down the stairs. It landed in the middle of a line for food, where all Genya could see of it was a variety of feet kicking it out of the way or trampling it as they passed by. He remained stoic, while internally he was feeling as crushed as his essay.
"Take him to Meeting Room 27B and perform Correction Procedure A," the trainer finally said as he turned.
Genya's eyes finally flickered with horror. "Komei isn't going to like this."
"At least it's not Correction Procedure D…!" The trainer snapped his fingers. Genya soon found himself being dragged down the hallway towards a hallway of backrooms.
"You're going to get fired! Komei's going to want your head!" Genya howled from his captors' arms, flailing as much as he could. But his shouts and sight of him faded as he disappeared down the hallway, and proudly, the trainer turned on his heel and headed back to his classroom without a word.