Eternal Bane

Where the heck is my class?

“Alice in Wonderland is a great subject followed by a prepositional phrase. Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland is a great story!”

Hatter winks and grins to show his snarky side.

“And yes, Lewis Carroll!”

Caster smiled, laughing inwardly and wondering how she had let herself fall into that sort of trap. As a teacher of Literature, Caster thought she had already mastered the art of grammar and all the other stuff. But it looks like she still had a lot to learn.

"In any case, why do you ask?"

the secret ingredient .

His hand moved to rub the back of his neck as his expression turned a bit tired. She was really going to be stubborn about this, wasn’t she? He could already see where this was going, considering he already had a bit of experience with her type. Still, there was no way Yuri was going to accept anything like payment; money, or otherwise.

“I’ve already said that they’re yours to take. Don’t think about it so much.”

Even as he said this though, it appeared that her mind was elsewhere. Jeez.. it was just a dessert, anyway. “Seriously.” he added, the corners of his mouth turning down into a minor pout. “I really don’t need—-“

Raising his eyebrows in a bit of surprise, he blinked at her strange offer. In exchange for the treats, she would fight him? He couldn’t help but laugh a bit, finding it odd that she would want to do something like that.

“It’s not that I don’t want to accept your little challenge, but ..”

“If I ended up hurting you, then that would put me in your debt for harming an innocent girl.” Plus, two teachers fighting on school grounds was bound to grab attention. “If you’re really intent on repaying me then … I might have an idea.”

Caster had seriously made up her mind to repay Yuri, whether he liked it or not, for the generosity he was showing. After all, food was an important gift. Food helped nurture and nourish other life forms as well as being a great tribute to shrines and gods. Offering food meant showing respect and perhaps also showing that they cared about the other's well-being.

No matter what he says, I am not going to take no for an answer! If I didn't do anything in return for this food I would be disgracing my origin!

Though after a few more words and silence she noticed his expression changing after she mentioned that she would spar with him in return for the food. She had suggested it after realizing he was a fighter but she wasn't sure if it was a good offer to begin with.

I would have to get Guy-Sama's permission before fighting too...I think he said something about not wanting to cause a big commotion. Caster did narrow her eyes though when Yuri implied that he would end up hurting her.

"I'm stronger than you think and I probably have much more experience than you but I guess this is fine. I would feel bad if I ended up hurting the person I was trying to show gratitude towards." A slight smirk upon her face, she kept her tone light in order not to offend him. Her eyes brightened though when he said he might have an idea. "Oh? What is it?"

#tenshoukou #<33

Where the heck is my class?

“Yes yes indeed!”

Hatter grins.

“Do you like Carroll?”

Hmm Carroll...it sounds familiar...

She kept on thinking and thinking until she finally remembered.

"Lewis Carroll? I do if that's the one you were talking about, Alice in Wonderland is a great story~"

Where the heck is my class?

“Wondiferous!

Were you aware that Mr. Cee Lo Green’s song ‘Fuck You’ has a chorus formed by haiku?”

I see you driving

‘Round town with the girl I love

And I’m like ‘Fuck you!’

“Oh, how diverse poems are!”

"Hmm..."

Caster wasn't familiar with modern songs nor did she particularly like the words of the haiku.

Does it even really have a meaning and then another meaning like most of the haikus I know of?

But, she shouldn't judge other people's tastes in poetry.

"Yes, there really are all sorts of poetry around in this world."

Where the heck is my class?

“Ah, interesting! My personal favourite is this one:

‘Haikus are easy

But sometimes they don’t make sense.

Hippopotamus.’

The final line could also be switched for ‘Refrigerator’!”

#mercury-lining #google is everyone's friend

Caster couldn't help but giggle.

"I know that one too~!"

Where the heck is my class?

Hatter nods.

“So, do you like poetry? As a Japanese Literature Teacher, I assume you know some worthwhile haikus! Could you recite one for me?”

#mercury-lining #as i actually went on google to search for japanese haikus

"Of course! There's a lot of literature and I always did enjoy reading them. Hmm, a haiku? I know plenty~"

But a little while

Together, we thought our love would

Last a thousand years

"It's a haiku from Otomo No Yakamochi."

Just one little OOC note okay~?

I just have to say...

I really love the Beat here~! Great job!

Keep being awesome!

#sof shit #ooc #ooc note #-sobs- maybe i'll just delete it if it's a bother

Where the heck is my class?

nope mun was trying to set one up but mods said no

Ron stared, a little confused, mostly frightened, at the girl in front of him. She was kinda scary. Ron didn’t like scary people. He almost screamed, but he pulled himself together.

“Ahem. It seems that I am no longer wanted. I think I’ll leave.”

And that’s just what he does.

aww that's too bad, I'm sure there are similar sports for him to be good at though!

Caster giggled, certainly proud of herself that she had managed to chase away whoever that kid was. She really didn't want to have to do anything to him after all, the school and her Master would scold her if she did.

"And good riddence~ I don't have time to waste on weird people like you."

Which was a lie since there was still no sign of her class but oh well. And so Caster just sat down and waited again until she fell asleep from boredom. The end.

Where the heck is my class?

Hatter jumps into his hat, then jumps out behind the woman. He then sticks out his hand.

“Hatter! Poetry teacher! Pleasure, I suppose!”

Caster blinked and hen shook his hand. She had seen stranger things after all considering her origin and the fact that she was a Servant.

"Nice to meet you~!"

Where the heck is my class?

Hatter pulls off his hat and speaks into it.

“Could we stop shouting now? It’s giving me a throat ache.”

Caster took a deep breath and nodded to herself.

"Yeah...shouting gives me a throat ache too. So who are you? I'm Caster, the Japanese Literature teacher." Where are you is a good question too... Not that it particularly mattered, her ears were pretty good at picking up sounds and he didn't seem to be too far anyway.

Where the heck is my class?

HEY. Ron is a damn good quidditch player.

“Becaaaaause you are yelling. LOUD AS HELL! Crazy bitch…” Ron shook his head, debating in his mind whether or not he should leave.

Does our school even have a Quidditch team? I don't remember.

...

Caster was going to let it go, she really was because after all this was a kid and if she did something Guy was sure to hear about it and scold her. But, she really didn't like it when people called her things. However, thanks to a little bit of sanity and common sense she held herself back a little bit longer.

"You have ten seconds to either apologize or get out of my classroom and never come back, unless for official reasons, before I make you regret saying those words."

Where the heck is my class?

“I HOPE THEY DIDN’T AS WELL! I WOULD BE VERY SAD IF THAT HAPPENED! FOR WHAT WOULD WE BE PAID OTHERWISE?”

"AHHH! I WOULD BE REALLY SAD TOO! I JUST WANT TO GET ALONG WITH MY STUDENTS BUT I CAN'T DO THAT IF THEY'RE NOT HERE!! EXACTLY, WHAT IF THEY DOCK OUR PAY BECAUSE KIDS AREN'T COMING TO OUR CLASS!?"

the secret ingredient .

A smile made its way to his features as the former knight nodded, pleased that he was able to find a suitable taker so quickly.

“You got it!”

“Take the whole plate, if you want.”

Upon hearing that she wanted to repay him, he sighed beneath his breath. “Nah, you don’t have to do that; I don’t want anything. Really.”

In his mind, he was just giving out extras that would be spoiled if he didn’t- it’s not like he was making these and giving them to the poor. Plus, the ingredients he used weren’t, uh, really his. So, he didn’t think he deserved to be given anything— even calling him ‘nice’ was a stretch.

#tenshoukou #aslkdjlakdj #you're too nice #-huggles-

"Hmm...."

For a few moments, Caster just stayed silent. Although sometimes if someone does a good deed she'll just take it but these treats would be for Guy-Sama as well so she had to do something in return.

"I'd love to take the whole plate, but I can't do that unless I have a way to repay you."

After all, she wanted to be able to show gratitude to someone who would indirectly be doing something to make her beloved Master happy. Not to mention, Guy might be disappointed in her if she just took these treats without giving something in return. She didn't want that.

So, Caster kept thinking and thinking until she finally came up with a way to repay the guy. "You really can't think of anything that you'd like and want? I may not look like it but I'm pretty proficient in the ways of magic so maybe I could do something for you. Or well, you look like a fighting kind of guy so maybe you're looking for someone to spar with or hone your skills with? I'm pretty good at fighting, if I say so myself.

Where the heck is my class?

Ron raised a hand in protest. “Lemme- lemme stop you there.”

He waved his hands back and forth with each word:

“Class. Is. Absurd.” Ron nodded. “End of story.”

...

He's probably the type of person who isn't good at academics...and maybe sports too...

Caster knew that nothing she said was going to get through to this kid so she sighed and mentally threw her hands in the air in defeat.

"If it's absurd then what are you doing in my classroom?" She had to at least say that, and then she was going to probably tune out everything else and wait until he got bored and left.

Where the heck is my class?

Hatter hears the echoing voice of somebody screaming about a class. So he decides to join in.

“I DO NOT KNOW! COULD YOU HELP ME FIND MY CLASS AS WELL?”

He grins, quite satisfied with his response, then tries to seek out the voice.

Caster jumped slightly when she heard someone yell back to her. Well...she was bored anyway so might as well continue.

"YOU'RE MISSING YOUR CLASS TOO!? I WONDER WHERE THEY ALL WENT, I HOPE THEY DIDN'T FORGET ABOUT US!!!"

She yelled back, wondering if she'd get a response again. At least it was nice to know she wasn't the only teacher who had an absent class.

Where the heck is my class?

Ron heard someone yelling from behind a classroom door. Probably a teacher, since she was asking about her class. He decided to poke his head in with an answer.

“Going to class is absurd.”

Caster stared at the person who had answered her question. Ack...I guess I yelled too loudly...still I wasn't expecting anyone to answer. Either way though, she still wasn't happy with how this random person answered.

"Sure, I'll agree sometimes class isn't fun or doesn't make sense but students should still go! Or else they'll miss out on the actual fun or important parts!!"