Teacher:
Time to hand in the homework, everyone. Now, I know I said it would be pretty low-key, but-
Me:
LOKI?
Teacher:
Pardon?
Me:
The God of Mischief.
Teacher:
...okay. So, where's your homework?
Me:
I don't have it.
Teacher:
What?
Me:
I sent it off, I know not where.
Teacher:
Are you feeling okay? You're speaking a little strange...
Me:
Is it madness? IS IT?
Teacher:
Hey, watch your tone-
Me:
WHY? BECAUSE I'M THE MONSTER PARENTS TELL THEIR CHILDREN ABOUT AT NIGHT?
Teacher:
Okay, I think you need to-
Me:
How's your coffee?
Teacher:
What?
Me:
You can't survive without your coffee, right? Like gas in the tank?
Teacher:
I don't-
Me:
There's no gas in the tank.
Teacher:
What-
Me:
I took the caffeine out. Decaf. It's decaffeinated. You're going to get TIRED and fall ASLEEP. Ohohohohohohoho, you're going to look like such an ASS.
Teacher:
Okay, I think it's time for-
Me:
LOKI'D.
Teacher:
Could someone escort her up to the Principal's office?
Me:
NO. YOU ARE ALL OF YOU BENEATH ME.
Teacher:
Preferably several someones?
Me:
I AM A GOD. I WON'T BE BULLIED BY A-
Teacher:
Restrain her.
Me:
*being dragged away* I DO WHAT I WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaant...
Teacher:
What even.
Friend:
You know, she may not have done her homework, but you can be damn sure she'll avenge it.
