Teacher's Lounge, Wednesday Morning

[atreideslioness]

The students were not the only ones that needed a break from the stress of finals and graduation, and so Ghanima set herself up in the teacher's lounge, large boxes of moddable goodies from JGoB on the tables. Her work for the semester was done, but that didn't mean she couldn't share.

Teachers needed sugar too, darn it.

[Open for those of the educational-persuasion!]

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[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Is that a challenge, good lady?"

[atreideslioness]

"Professional interest," she clarified. "If you can eat them all, then next time I know to order more with sprinkles, so the rest of us get some too."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Well, that's not nearly as fun," Deadpool lamented. "So! How are things? I ask because I think I'm supposed to. VP and all."

And now he was picking the sprinkles off. Yeeeaaah.

[atreideslioness]

"Are you eating my sprinkles or maiming them?" Ghanima asked, disgruntled. "I can make it a challenge, if that will keep you from vivisecting the poor things."

"And things are well. I've finished with classes until summer term starts, so I thought I'd come gloat over all those that are still trying to write their tests."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"I'm savoring them!" Really. "You're an evil woman. I like that."

[atreideslioness]

"You flatter me! Really, finals are dull, so I gave the children board games to play," she said, sketching a little bow from her chair. "I told them I'd fail the losers, although I won't. Grading is so over-rated."

Somehow, Ghani doubted this particular VP would disagree with her on that score.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Snickering, Deadpool nodded in agreement. "You could always ask them questions that have nothing to do with the subject to mess with 'em next time."

[atreideslioness]

"We could swap, next time," Ghanima suggested. "You show up to give my final, I give yours. That might confuse the hell out of them."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"It'll work even better if we make sure to have classes that are complete opposites," Deadpool suggested. "I can teach... dancing. I've always wanted to do the tango."

[atreideslioness]

"I think you'd do a very nice waltz," Ghanima offered. "You've got the legs for it."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Thank you!" At least someone here saw that. "That was very kind of you to say. I'm like a Tina Turner without an Ike."

[atreideslioness]

"So, double the fantastic, less idiocy?" she laughed. "Perhaps you ought to host a talent show, to showcase your abilities."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"But then I'd need you to be my Simon. British and bitchy all the way!"

[atreideslioness]

Ghanima pouted slightly. "What if I want to perform?" she asked. "I'm not always unapproachable and 'bitchy.' You saw my stunning performance at the drug assembly."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"But that just gives your criticism merit! As opposed to being a washed up nobody with no joy in his life."

[atreideslioness]

"That's very reassuring," Ghanima replied dryly. "It's lovely to know that I'm not completely obsolete."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"I coulda called you the Paula."

[atreideslioness]

"The last person stupid enough to call me Paula was Mr. Durden's evil twin," Ghanima replied sweetly. "He only made that error once."

Probably because she'd threatened him the next day with bodily harm if he didn't behave, but that was details.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"...you threatened Brad Pitt? Niiiiiice."

[atreideslioness]

Ghanima gave him a skeptical look. "I don't know a Brad Pitt," she answered, "but Durden the Second was promised quality time with my blade if he did not shut up."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Same guy." Kinda. "And how come you didn't get an opponent there? Don't think I didn't notice my lil' copyright infringement buddy up there with ya!"

[atreideslioness]

"Because everybody loves me, and I have no enemies?"

Lies, all lies, but Ghanima gave Deadpool her best and most angelic smile.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"You're just lucky I don't care enough to throw my breakfast at you," Deadpool pointed out.

[atreideslioness]

"You wouldn't commit such sprinkle abuse," Ghanima scolded. "That's right up there with wasting alcohol."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Deadpool crossed himself suddenly. "God forbid!"