After, once again, being handwavily informed to meet up in the Danger Shop, students were greeted by what appeared to be a themed restaurant. The sort of place that had the noisiest games and terrible prizes that weren't actually worth anything ( Read more... )

Class today had been handwavily informed to meet in the Danger Shop where a series of mini-vans were lined up and waiting for them. Clearly this could only end in happiness and laughter as children were always well behaved in a car ( Read more... )

The room was filled with the sound of wailing babies and toddlers, and was definitely more pungent than usual ( Read more... )

The classroom’s walls were brightly colored, and there were books, toys, and far too many stickers strewn about on tables just the right height for normal-sized humans to crack their shins into. There was also, should anyone be the sort to not wear shoes, a minefield of lego pieces scattered all around ( Read more... )

The class today had been handwavily told to meet up in that kooky danger shop. And, when they arrived, they would find it set up like the most awesome kid's birthday party ever. Way more awesome than anything Skywalker could do ( Read more... )

Deadpool wasn't pink and didn't have feathers. It was a damn good day for him ( Read more... )

"Welcome back to class, everyone. Glad to see no one ended up staying in the 80s and altering the very fabric of reality forever," Deadpool said, waving his hands about dramatically. It was his best Doctor Strange impression. "Hoary hostThat would never not amuse him, okay? Never ( Read more... )

Class on this fine, Icelandic day was greeted by a small pile of delicious, delicious candy waiting for them to help themselves to. Oh, and a guy in a red outfit that most certainly was not pajamas at all. Because that would be sillyAnd a small, three year old child sitting at the desk, coloring what appeared to be dinosaurs. Oh yeah, this was ( Read more... )