A/N: I'm back, baby! After not uploading anything since April because of school, burnout and writer's block, I finally got back to it! Now, what helped is that for this chapter, I have used AI to help me write this script, since none of my friends/readers here were able to help enough to write this chapter. But, I'll still rely on them, if Eris and Imagination are still around, but if they're not, oh well, I still have the old PMs to work with on what we did cover, and now AI to help me finally resume writing on this. Enjoy.
The titans were in the living room , watching the leather clad action girl Trio in the movie: Matrix Re-installed, as she was in a highway chase. However, it was cut short when the screen changed to Nightwing.
"Titans, there's an important task we need to do."
"Aw, man! We were watching Matrix Re-installed!" Beast complained.
"Sorry. Good thing you weren't watching Matrix Revolt(blech)." Jinx snickered at the fact the third movie was so bad, the creative team couldn't mask how bad and revolting it was. "Anyway, the orphanage needs our help."
"Why do they need our help, Nightwing?" Starfire asked.
"You know how we saved the orphanage from shutting down and they live much more comfortably? Well, it appears they're getting too comfortable, and the teachers can't make them listen. Only the Tween Titans still listen to them. Mrs. Clement wants us to go there, and be their substitute teachers since they've annoyed the regular teachers away, hoping they'll listen to us since we're superheros."
"Oh yeah, I don't see how this could possibly go wrong." Jinx rolled her eyes with a smile.
"We still need to help Jinx. Titans, GO!" Heading down to the orphanage, they entered, and saw the place was pandemonium. Kids were playing with toys they didn't have with wild abandon, and the adult supervisors were having trouble keeping them straight. Even the Tween Titans were having trouble restraining them because they are only five kids to dozens more.
"Oh thank goodness you're here!" Mrs. Clement sighed in relief as she came up to the Titans, looking like a mess. "The children are totally unruly!"
"Don't worry ma'am. We'll get these kids to behave." Nightwing assured her. "Titans, round them up to the classroom." With their various abilities and help for the Tweens, they were much more able to move the protesting kids to the classroom, where the Wonder called out," Quiet, quiet please!" They soon quieted down. "Good. Now, it's been brought to our attention that all you children have stopped listening to the adults. Why?"
"Because we have everything we need! Why do we need boring education?!" A boy retorted.
"Education is important to have life skills. How else will you have jobs if you don't get adopted and age out of the system?" Before they could answer, Nightwing snapped, "You won't! So, for the next week, each of us are going to try to teach you a lesson, and we're hoping you'll listen to us. Okay?" The kids looked at each other, and grinned mischievously. "Yes Nightwing."
"Good. Now, just to see how you will all react, we'll be starting off easy. Beast will be first substitute teacher for this class." Beast stepped in, wearing a white button up and orange pants with overalls. He also had a black bow tie. The titans left so he could handle it.
"Yo, yo, kids! It's me, Mr. B! I'm going to teach you about animals yo, edumacation style! In case any of you want to be zookeepers or marine biologists or whatnot." The kids snickered. "Hey, what's so funny?"
"We already know about animals, Mr. B." A girl replied.
"Oh yeah, so what do you know, little Missie?"
"Sharks live in saltwater, because pepper water makes them sneeze." The kids laughed, along with Mr. B.
"Haha, good one! But let's not kid around too much kids. This is a classroom, not a comedy club, as much as I wish it were. Now sharks can eat-"
"Mr. B?" Another boy picked up. "What do you call a fly with no wings?"
"Ummm... still a fly?"
"No, a walk!" All the kids laughed again, and Beast did to a lesser extent.
"Okay, haha, I get the joke. Be we need to pay attention now, children."
"Yeah, be quiet guys!" A girl called out. "We don't want to be joking around all day and be lazy kangaroos."
"Lazy kangaroos?" Beast inquired.
"You know, pouch potatoes." The kids laughed once more. Beast couldn't teach anything, because he'd be constantly disrupted with animal puns, even when he transformed into attention grabbing animals. Beast eventually had to walk out, grumbling.
"I couldn' do it, dudes."
"Please, friend Beast, allow me." Starfire stepped up to the bat. She changed into a purple business skirt and dress shirt, or white knee high socks, and wore circular glasses. Her hair was also put up in a giant bun. Going into the class, she said with joy,
"Greetings, children! Welcome to my class! Now today, we'll be covering the astronomy lesson. First off, do any of you know where Tamaran is, my home planet?" None of the kids responded, having no idea. "That is the okay. I will be teaching you the joys of the stars!" She turned to the chalk board to write on it. "Now, Tamaran is in what you humans call the Vega star system. It is filled with the-" A sound that sounded like something was blown out of a straw was heard. She turned around, looking for the noise. "What was that?" The kids just shrugged. "Must have been the imagination. Anyway, Vega is approximately 25 lightyears away-" The same noise occurred. "There it is again! You kids do not hear where it is coming from?" They shrugged again. "I see. In that case, let us just ignore it until we have finished the lesson. "She turns, two spit balls in her hair which she didn't know was there because her bun was so big. For the whole class time, her bun was shot with more and more spit balls. After it ended, she came out, feeling happy. "Joy! I have taught the children without having to reprimand them!"
"Uh, Star?" Jinx spoke up, surprised by what she's seeing. "You have... something on the back of your bun."
"Really?" Starfire took out not just a spitball, but the entire glob of spitballs which were accumulated so much, it was collectively the size of her bun, hanging from it. "This was in my hair?! This is unacceptable!" The Tamaranean vaporized the collection of spitballs with her eye beams in disgusted anger.
"Don't worry Star. It's my turn next." Cyborg told her. By tomorrow, Cyborg came in wearing the clothes of a 1980's teacher.
"Hello class. Call me Mr. Stone. Now, I've been alerted that you hurt Starfire's feeling by covering it in a globe of spitballs. Well this time, I have my eye on you all." He extended his robot eye to hover over each and everyone of them for a second, creeping them out. Retreating his eye back into his head, he says, "Now, in front of you all is a computer. I'm going to show you all how to use one. First, press the power button." They pressed it, and watched it turn on, looking interested. "Good. Now, there's a globe icon, right? That's the internet. How about we-"
"Oh, can this computer allow us to print green and purple paper!" A girl called out.
"What? No. How could it do that?"
"How about turning us into video game character so that we're stronger like the Tween Titans?!" A boy questioned.
"That's not how computers wor-"
"How about a computer program that does my homework for me?!"
"Kids, we can't just do whatever you want! We're trying to learn how to use the basic functions of a computer!" He responded back, exasperated by them trying to abuse computers for their benefit. The kids sighed as they up and left the classroom in a huff, confounding Cyborg. "What just happened?"
Bringing the kids back to continue the class, Jinx was up next, wearing a blue cotton saree, her shoehorn shaped hair put down into twin pigtails.
"Hey kids. Looks like you're all being a bunch of brats, so I'm just going to teach the best I can. About India." She spun a globe to where it read India. "Now, I've got some books on India from the public library." She handed the children books on it. "I don't care what you do, just make sure it's learning kids." An Indian-American girl raised her hand. "Yes?"
"Do you listen to Bollywood music?"
"Not normally. I'm more of a rock and heavy metal fan."
"Then I'm going to listen to my jams!" She put on some Bollywood music, and the kids got excited, trying to dance like Bollywood dancers instead of reading, even if their attempts were poor at it. On the one hand, Jinx was a little insulted, since they weren't treating her heritage seriously and was going to call them out, but just simply breathed out in frustration since the kids likely weren't going to listen anyway. Seeing the Tween Titans doing their reading like they were supposed to, she shrugged.
"Good enough." So she kicked back in her chair with her feet on the desk, and read a book about women freedom fighters of India, ignoring the children. Tomorrow, Nightwing came in, this time not dressed as a teacher."
"Alright students. We're through being nice teachers. You blew off four of my friends, and now you're with me. I will not tolerate any shenanigans or tomfoolery, or else all of you will get detention." All the kids nodded nervously. "Good. Now, I'm going to teach you all kid friendly, school approved assignments of Forensic Sciences. What this will teach you, is-
"It didn't work." Nightwing grumbled, looking like a stressed out mess.
"What happened?!" Beast gasped.
"They were throwing me off track with false leads and distractions, while swapping clothes and seating positions so that they can sit in other seats without me noticing.
"Alright, I guess I'll have to settle this once and for all. Raven sighed. Changing her clothes into a white button up, lavender pants, thin glasses and a small ponytail, and closed the door, leaving all the other titans outside what will happen.
"I hope she'll be okay in there." Beast gulped. Jinx shook her head.
"I'm more worried for the children. They'll probably be scarred for life."
"Friend Raven will not be the so bad. Right?" Starfire looked uncertain.
"We can only hope." Cyborg sighed. After an hour, Raven came out... perfectly normal.
"Hi guys."
"Girl, you... aren't stressed?" Beast gasped again.
"Or had spitballs in your hair?
"Nope. Everything went just fine." Raven grinned as she saw the kids walk out of the classroom, mortified by what they just witnessed. All except the Tween Titans, since they listened and behaved the whole time.
"What happened in there?" Nightwing asked.
"It's best if left to the imagination. Alright, let's go home." She then floated off, wanting to leave now.