"You kids ready to learn?" James asked, kicking off class the right way. "Too bad, you're going to anyway." Oh, wait ( Read more... )

It was probably a bad sign when your teacher was asleep at his desk before the bell rang on the first day of classes. It had been a long night, okay? These things happened. But the second the bell rang, James lifted his head, took a sip from a water bottle, and yawned ( Read more... )

"So here we are," Kūkaku tilted her head in regarding her last class for a moment, before gesturing for the twins to get moving, "our last class. Congrats and shit on makin' it; you've been a good class. The minions here--" yes, that includes you, Furnace Face, "--will pass out your exams. There are seven parts, covering everything we hit up on ( Read more... )

"So," Kūkaku greeted the class today with a thoughtful sort of tilt of her head, hand on her hip since she couldn't exactly cross her arms, "next week is the last week of classes, and that means you guys got a test comin' up. Since I think tests are kinda dumb, yer still gonna have one, but yer also gonna be expected to do somethin' a little more ( Read more... )

"Alright, kids," said Kūkaku, when it was time to get class started, "we're gonna continue on our investigation of the chemistry of the human body with something I'm jus' gonna assume ya all have: the brain."

She gave the detailed diagram on the board a little thwap with a pointer stick. It looked much like the brains on all the lab tables, which ( Read more... )

"Alright, kiddies." Kūkaku seemed in a relatively pleasant...or at least not an acerbic mood today...which was a hopefully a good sign; she looked ready for a lecture, though, with two diagrams already up on the board, and each lab station had a model stomach with one side encased in a clear protective material, as well as several unopened boxes ( Read more... )

"Mornin', kids," Kūkaku said at the start of class, nodding to a large box on one of the lab tables. "Help yerselves to some cupcakes....if ya trust 'em. Let's just say, I was inspired by last week ( Read more... )

"Ya all did good on your tests," Kūkaku informed the class that morning when it was time to begin class. "I'm really not surprised, an' I bet not many of you are. So go ahead and pick them up after class if ya want 'em back, an' if not, I'll just recycle 'em for bomb wrappings ( Read more... )

There was a stack of papers on the front desk when the students came into the chemistry lab today, and, once they were all seated and settled, Kūkaku smacked a hand on the stack proudly and announced, "Pop freakin' quiz time, kiddies. We've been doin' a lot of experimental stuff in class, but you should also have been doing some readin' and ( Read more... )

When the students returned to the chemistry classroom after their long (too long, in Kūkaku's opinion) vacation, they'd find a note on the board to relocate to the home ec kitchen. And once they were there, they'd find their teacher there, as well as her two servants in aprons and chef hats, mixing up something in large bowls ( Read more... )