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VII
Hera
"Good morning children!" A strange teacher bustled into the room, dumping a large green binder on Mrs Dogson's desk.
"Um, this isn't your classroom, Mrs Blind!" Hera said, mentally noting that her trash-talking needed improvement.
"Excuse me? What did you say, Missy?" the teacher replied, facing the students. The teacher had blonde hair cut fashionably short (it was definitely fashionable, as Hera could see Aphrodite nodding approvingly), and she had a blinding smile. Looking around, Hera could already see all the guys falling for her.
Dimwits, she thought. They would fall for anybody.
"I am Ms Tomato, your teacher for music and everything else you do on a Wednesday." She explained, glaring at Hera.
"Well, that's perfect isn't it?" Apollo flashed what was clearly meant to be a winning smile (but looked more like he was squinting at the sun, which was what he usually did). "I'm the god of- I mean, I just love music! We're perfect together!" he said, moving closer and closer to Ms Tomato, who slowly backed away.
"Sorry about my brother." Artemis apologised, leaning in closer, "he can be a bit… well… stupid at times."
"I hear ya!" Ms Tomato replied, laughing. Then she said, "Okay, children! In a line, please! We're heading to the music room."
As they walked down, Ms Tomato showed hem where each of the classes were.
"That one over there's 6A, and just over there you can see 5C." She said, before they reached their destination. Everyone tried to walk inside in an orderly manner—but failed.
Hera instantly latched onto Zeus so she could see if any funny business was going on. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Aphrodite fixing up her hair and non-existent make-up to try and distract Ares from Ms Tomato.
"Okay, kids-" Ms Tomato was interrupted by Demeter.
"Just an inquiry- do you have songs about cereal? Preferably not with sultanas; I just don't know why people want cold soggy sultanas in their cereal…" Demeter sparked a lot of talk.
"Oh, what about the sun?"
"I think a song about the moon or hunting would be nice!"
"Songs about love are just beautiful…"
"Songs about hammers RULE!"
"I think the sea is a good topic for a song."
"How about marriage and a happy family life?"
"I do think a song about warmth is best."
"How about studying and brains? Got anything for that?"
"LIGHTNING!"
"War and carnage, please!"
"Could we have a song about wine?"
"Flying sneakers?"
At which point Ms Tomato managed to calm them down. "Let's start with this warm-up. Listen to me and then repeat.
You are my sunshine,
My only-"
"YESSSS! BEAT THAT, SUCKERS! SHE LIKES ME MORE!" Apollo interjected.
"Okaaaaayyy… Let's play a game, then. In a circle, please." Ms Tomato said. Everyone moved and were now standing in a lopsided circle.
"Okay, now, you must clap your hands to the beat, okay? Do I have any song requests?" Ms Tomato was greeted by silence. "Old MacDonald it is, then!" she said, moving towards the laptop. Demeter ran up to her and whispered something in her ear.
'Pink Fluffy Unicorns Dancing On Rainbows 1 HOUR EDITION!' blared from the speakers. Hermes started whimpering. Hera caught Dionysus' eye and burst out laughing.
This is fun… Hera thought.