Gym, Saturday

[onepunchguy]

Let it never be said that Guy Gardner couldn't teach.

Sure, his methods might run a bit toward the Kilowog 'Let's yell until they do it right' spectrum, but that was only when they deserved it. And, let's face it, when didn't they deserve it?

"Welcome to class, boys and girls." He was being kind and not calling them all girls. Wimpy little punks

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[chief_cheerio]

Oh, please. The magic trick was nifty, but like he was anything next to Sue Sylvester. Quinn gave him a skeptical look, then raised her hand.

She was actually pretty good at dodgeball, but getting out of contact sports was, like, Teacher Manipulation 101. Quinn intended to show Stalin Gym Guy who was boss right off.

"I need to be excused from the activity, Mr. Gardner."

[onepunchguy]

God help the world if Guy and Sue Sylvester ever met.

"And why is that?" Guy asked, shooting her a look that very strongly implied she was moving further down on the level of 'Things Guy Thinks Are Stupid'.

[chief_cheerio]

Quinn returned her own version of the same look, then licked her lips before answering.

"I find having things thrown at me very traumatic," she replied. "It brings back bad childhood memories that I don't think it's in anyone's best interest for me to relive. Do you want me to have a flashback in the middle of class?"

[onepunchguy]

"Sure, let's see it," Guy replied with a far too interested grin.

[boywonder03]

Robin could dodge those balls easily. But Robin wasn't there. Just Tim Drake, High School Geek. Taking a few dodgeball hits for the sake of his secret identity was pretty easy, at least. Easier than keeping himself from yawning after spending most of the night on rooftops as Robin.

Don't think about yawning, don't think about yawning.

Too late. A huge yawn stretched his jaw and he tried to cover it with a hand.

[onepunchguy]

"Are you yawning in my class?" Guy asked, narrowing down his focus to the annoying kid.

[boywonder03]

Oops. "Just, uh, trying to increase my oxygen intake," Tim said.

[onepunchguy]

"Uh huh. Know what'll increase it more?"

[nohaircutsplz]

"And what," Medusa asked doubtfully, "is dodgeball?" Her hair was braided for this indignified part of her educational curriculum, but it still hung down to her ankles.

[onepunchguy]

Which was weird, but hey. No tentacles or eye stalks, so who was Guy to judge?

"You see the ball?" Guy asked.

[nohaircutsplz]

"Yes, and?" Medusa asked.

[onepunchguy]

"Now, ya dodge it." He chucked the ball at her. As you do.

[notaquaman]

Percy looked suspiciously at everyone else. Just to make sure none of them were about to grow in size and start talking about eating people.

Percy had had some interesting times in gym class.

[onepunchguy]

"Are you gonna stand around all day or are ya gonna play?" Guy asked in that calm soothing tone of his.

Really.

Calm and soothing shouting tone.

[notaquaman]

Just making sure no one was planning to eat my classmates sir! Percy thought. But even one known to blurt things out to Gods knew some restraint.

He snapped out of his diligent examination of his fellow students and dove for a ball.

[togruta_snips]

Ahsoka had never heard of dodgeball, but she thought she had a pretty good idea of what it entailed.

She grinned. Oh this was gonna be fun!

[onepunchguy]

Random alien chick. Good to know.

"Get to it," He snapped, kicking a ball over at her.

[togruta_snips]

Ashoka pulled the ball to her with the force and looked for a likely target.