- 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.
