Alex rose her hand again, "So this show from the Tellyvison is for like children?" Alex asked partially confused it sounded like it was for kids after all.

Jordan shook his head "So," he raised his hand, "You're teaching about -Goop and alien fighters..." He was kinda enjoying this he made a low whistle "Why this cartoon does it have a special place in your heart and why is his head on fire? I never got that? Doesn't he spit acid? and which aliens shape shift is it only special ones?" yeah he was being a pest but, this was one of his first classes, about muggles aka him.

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"It's Professor Laksh, Mr. Hudson," Gold corrected, cheerfully. "You take ten cool points for that creative question, alright?" She gave him a little grin. "... and I would be each alien, one-by-one, if I could be. But I think I would like to be Big Chill. Free passage through solids, the ability to cause temperature drops, invisibility, and that cool, scary voice. But that answer can change with my mood, so ask it again a while later, and we'll see where we stand with it, then!"

"No talking, Mr. Hudson!"

"Sorry Professor, Professor Laksh!" The Gryffindor smiled, with one of his own in the PowerPosition he knew there was no way the lesson would be boring! "Oh nice choice Miss! I think I would be Big Chill too!"

Patroclus lent over still waiting for his reply from Axe, but was caught out by the Professor. "Sorry Miss!"

Gold raised an eyebrow. "Ten cool points from you for not paying attention, Miss Malfoy-Lupin. If you do not want to learn, you will please leave the class." Bwaha. It was fun, to be a professor!

"Ben 10: Alien Force is a television serial, that ran on air for nearly two years," she said, her voice back to cheerful as she chose to ignore the smirk the Slytherin sent Zane. "It tells the story of a young boy and his friends, and the adventures - and misadventures - they have together. It is based on a plot in which aliens exist, and know of the human world; and in which humans, in turn, know of them."

What Gold wanted to do, was to tell Xylon to cut it out. His questions were seriously pointless. Random.

But she didn't.

Instead, she gave him a sweet, little smile. Her usual, pretty one. "Goop is a green 'blob' that can shape-shift, and self-regenerate. He controls himself through an artificial gravity generator. He is one of the forms that Ben can acquire, in order to save people."

From the bad guys, obviously. He should know that, at least. That Ben was the good guy in the serial.


OOC: I'm going offline for a little over an hour. Pretend that Gold is still there. I'll have her answer any questions when I come back online, and then she'll step down, so Selena can take over.

Alex shrugged, "I forget things I have a very bad memory when it comes to names Professor.." Oh what was her name again.. Lakyes? Lakes.. oh whatever Alex thought annoyed.

Trying to be cool, Marcus turned his head slowly to look at Patroclus and appear nonchalant as the boy psst at him. But his expression then turned to one of surprise when the Gryffindor called him by his nickname.

Bloody Zan!

Going around and telling the kids what he used to be called in his younger days. "You can" he said slowly and then eyeing off the boy's own bean bag. "If I can have your bean bag?"

Marcus' eyes took on that glazed look when Gold spoke. That was just way too much information for his brain to take in.

"I'll take your word for it" he said with a grin on his face. They would probably be there all day if he got her to explain all that...stuff.

Oh so that's what she found to be hot. he chuckled softly and tried to lean back in his bean bag in an effort to keep up his coolness and managed to roll straight off it and onto the floor.

Yeah...that was so cool...NOT!!

"Hmm, so I would be considered hot then because I contain all those attributes." He gave her a winning smile and did his best not to look at Destiny, Evelyn or Marie.

Gold nodded. "Mainly," she said. "It is aimed at an audience that consists of children and young teens," she said. Or had been aimed at them, when it was aired. It had been a long time ago, after all. "But older people have been known to watch it too, mostly with kids."

Of course she was. That much should have been clear. She was surprised by his question, however, though it should not have been unexpected. "It does," she said. "Have a special place in my heart, but it is also a popular representative of muggle entertainment. It turned into a franchise, which spawned short stories, fan fiction, graphic novels, video games, action figures, key-chains, accessories and so on, and lets us into several muggle mindsets. The basic reason I chose to talk about it is because, when I came up here, I decided I would count to three, and then talk about the first thought that came to my mind."

Oops. Secret out. Gold had to grin.

"His head is on fire, because he's cool like that," she said, all cheerfully. "It's part of who he is - and no, he doesn't spit acid, Mr. Dawson."

She paused, to consider his next question. "Each alien - or type of alien - in the serial has its own set of special powers and skills," she explained. "So, in a way, they are all 'special.'"

Gold smiled. "Oh, but there are so many to choose from, it's hard to pick one. But I know who I wouldn't want to be."

She grinned. "No worries, Mr. Hudson."

"I'm sure you will, sir," Gold grinned. Hehehe. She had confused him there, had she not?

... and then Professor Lawson had rolled off his bean bag, and right on to the floor. Gold blinked. "Would you like to switch to a different bean bag, sir?" she asked, not sure what he was trying to do. But she forgot that she had been wondering what he was up to, when he spoke again. Oh my gosh! Awesome Lawson had an ego!

"Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder," Gold laughed. "But I'm sure Professor Mrs. Lawson will agree with you." She sooo resisted the urge to stick her tongue out at him. Two hundred cool points for her!

Ehz?

"How does that work?" Xylon asked, hand in air. He was actually interested now. Proof? He didn't even smirk at her this time round. "Is he a metamorphmagus who can take on any appearance? Or can he only take on the appearance of aliens?"

Metamorphmagus = Nooooo! This was muggle, not magic, talk. Gold shook her head no, and then straightened up as she readied herself to explain. She wasn't sure if she had the right words, but she was pretty certain she could find them, if she tried.

"Ben can only change into an alien-form, if he has his Omnitrix on him," she said, with a little nod of her red head. "It's like how we need a wand or potions, to turn our hair pink or purple, or to enlarge our teeth. The Omnitrix is like a watch, in appearance. When Ben turns the dial, it shows a display of aliens. He can select one, to turn into it."

"In other words, no Omnitrix, no alien-forms. The same way no wand or potion, no pink hair." Unless, obviously, you were a metamorphmagus. But that, of course, was the exception, and not the norm.

She half-turned her face, to look at everyone else in the classroom. "Does anyone have any more questions?"

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Trying to be cool, Marcus turned his head slowly to look at Patroclus and appear nonchalant as the boy psst at him. But his expression then turned to one of surprise when the Gryffindor called him by his nickname.

Bloody Zan!

Going around and telling the kids what he used to be called in his younger days. "You can" he said slowly and then eyeing off the boy's own bean bag. "If I can have your bean bag?"

"Fine" whispered back Patroclus, as he swung his body weight from the beanbag into the floor, and slide it across to Axe; Patroclus had found the Lawsonator's magic word!

"Its O.K. Professor Laksh, Marcus is going to have my beanbag," Patroclus smiled, fishing through his thoughts to select a muggle topic to teach the class.

Lori giggled from the back as she watched her best friend take over the class, and gave her a biiiiiiig grin - to say she was SUUUUPER proud of her. You know until she mentioned the word 'alien' and then Lori almost face-palmed.

But she diiiiid have a question, you know after it got interesting [probably after the word HOT! was mentioned, she was a sucker for HOTness]. Raising her hand, Lori smiled. "Professor Laksh," How embarrassing and annoying having to call your best friend... Professor. EYACH! "...Your best friend has a totally good question! Well... Two actually. One: Was Gwen pretty, and did she have a cool sense of fashion, worthy of our Fashion Brigade? And two: Were there any pink aliens, covered in glitter?" If the answer to the latter was yes, well Lori had just found her new favourite alien. Ha!

Ignoring what the professor said about being hot, because well...ew... Evelyn sighed after hearing Destiny reply to her question, which she already forgot about. Yup.

This, telebilion though. It was the same telebilion as the muggle box that she knew of was it? That thing that turned people into muggles? Raising a brow at the thought, Evelyn turned to look at Gold as she asked if there were anymore questions. Tons. There were tons of questions that should be asked. "Why would someone make this?" she asked, tilting her head slightly to the side. "This, telemition show or whatever it's called. Do they have nothing better to do in their life?"

Like, NOT turning people into muggles? That would be a good life.

"I hope you're not talking, Mr. Hudson," Gold said. She knew he was but, well, it couldn't hurt to act the oblivious teacher. Then she nodded. "Take ten cool points for your willingness to share, young sir."

Young sir. Hehehe.

Gold wanted to whisper that Lori Louu could call her Gold, but she did not. Because, you know, she was supposed to be a professor. Even if that would be temporary. She couldn't whisper to her students.

"She is, Miss Bristol," Gold said, happily. "Red hair, green eyes." Good gosh, Gold had just realized that was so her. "Like mine," she added, after the sudden realization, as if that decided the matter. "She has a good sense of fashion, too." But nobody except she and Lor and Brodeh got to join the Fashion Brigade. Not even Gwen Ten - assuming, of course, that she would want to join it. "She's a black belt, so you can tell she's cool." Girl power for the win!

"No, I'm afraid there aren't any pink aliens, Miss Bristol. But I'm sure theywould have been a lovely addition to the serial."

"Television," Gold corrected pleasantly. "It is used for the purpose of infotainment, entertainment, knowledge, and to keep oneself updated. We read newspapers, and tune into the WWN, Miss Flores. That does not mean we have nothing better to do."

"... and of course, there are other reasons people would want to manufacture televisions. They're obviously in demand. For some people, the manufacture, repair or supply of television parts is a way to earn money, as the television is a popular device."

She paused, and then added, "You should take ten cool points for that question, too." Because Evelyn's question had been pretty sensible - even if rather bluntly worded - because the focus was, after all, television. TV. Yes, it was the well-known muggle invention that was, basically though indirectly, the topic of discussion here.

Marcus clutched at his heart and gave her a crushed look, "Oh that hurts Professor. I'll have you know that I used to have girls screaming over me all the time."

You know...back in the day.

About twenty years ago.

Gah, he was getting OLD!!! Not that he would admit that to anyone.

He turned and looked at Patroclus.

Yay!!

Bean bag swap.

"Thanks dude. I have told you that you are awesome and that you should have two points for being so nice?"

No?

Well he was and he was giving him two points...because he could.

Taking her hand right back down, Lori placed it in her lap and nodded as she listened to her best friend. Gwen sounded super pretty. Super Goldie-like. "I think maybe Gwen is real you know..." As in... GWEN WAS GOLDIE! ZOMG! SUPERRR! Heh!

The seventeen year old pouted, and crossed her arms across her chest before bowing her head a little. "I want a pink alien!" She whined to herself, deciding that when she got home for the summer, that was indeed what she was going to buy.

Aliens were cooooool!

"Oh... and Miss Bristol isn't necessary Goldie-- Uh.. Professor."

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"I hope you're not talking, Mr. Hudson," Gold said. She knew he was but, well, it couldn't hurt to act the oblivious teacher. Then she nodded. "Take ten cool points for your willingness to share, young sir."

Young sir. Hehehe.

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Yay!!

Bean bag swap.

"Thanks dude. Have I told you that you are awesome and that you should have two points for being so nice?"

No?

Well he was and he was giving him two points...because he could.

Points! Points for Patroclus! Real ones and fake ones coming from everywhere!

Patroclus cracked a large grin! He was rather impressed with himself! So impressed with himself in fact that he rolled on from his cross-legged position onto his back, and did a little gig. All the cool kids dance on their back don't you know!

Television.

Whatever! Same thing!

"But like....why? I mean, why sit in front of a...television... and watch some kid turn into alien things with a watch and something about blobs when there is other things to do?" It just did not make sense to her. Whether it be entertainment or not, it was boring entertainment.

"At least the prophet has actual news in it." she muttered to herself, adjusting her position until she was more comfy. "Not aliens and blobs."

Which also reminded her, she needed to watch out for these watches that turned people into aliens. So now that was TWO things she needed to be careful of. EESH! Muggles were dangerous!

HEHE. That was funny. That telemition word. So for Evelyn it's telemition and as for Destiny it's telewission. Siiigh. That was a pureblood moment right there! Quote it. Take note of it. Make fun of it. Wait, he was a pureblood too... but a way more sophisticated pureblood who could have the best of both worlds.

"It's for the sake of FUN. FUN. FUN." he muttered under his breath while playing with his quill, twitching it back and forth. Hopefully, no one would and could have heard him answer 'cause he could give a better explenation if so.

Cartoons/Animes.

They were awesome.

But Evelyn was zillion times more awesome.

Destiny miiiight have been a little distracted to really pay attention to anything going on. It could have been because she was too busy picturing Marie's head on a giraffe body or the fact that Lawson was rolling around on bean bags talking about how hot he was.

Hopefully he meant he was hot in temperature and NOT in looks.

Umm..eww!

She did catch a little bit of the conversation at the end, since there was NO way Marie's head would fit on a giraffe's body..there was something about an alien..and blob people and the MUGGLE BOX! See, she wasn't the only person who looked at that thing! "Ohhh Professor Laksh! Did this alien thing have a SPACESHIP!?"

'Cause spaceships were cool.

And Destiny totally wanted one!

Gold grinned. "I'm sure you did, sir," she said, with a little nod of her red head. "Maybe you would like to share tips, with the class. You know, on how to have girls scream over you."

Hehehe.

Gold pouted. "I want two points, too!" She said, looking oh-sooo-pout-ish. Bwaha. BWAHA.

Gwen = real. That sounded pretty interesting. Gold didn't think so, but she was still not over the surprise of how alike she and Gwen sounded, now that she thought of it. But Gold couldn't manipulate energy, and create PINK! shields to save people.

"I can get you a toy one for your birthday," she offered Lor. Before remembering that she was the temporary professor. OOPS. She turned to look at Professor Lawson.

"Could I summon my laptop here, sir?" she asked him. Because, you know, she totally wanted to show everyone the aliens. Sure, she had no idea how to use Twitter, even though pretty much everyone else did, Mr. T and Lori and even Slytherins like Evelyn and Destiny, but at least she knew how to watch a good episode of Ben 10 on it. "I could show everyone what Gwen and the aliens look like."

What on earth! Gold could not imagine anyone, anyone at all, dancing on their back in an actual lesson.

"Mr. Hudson!" Gold said, tapping her wand against the desk at the front, to get his attention. "That is not appropriate! You will either come to the front and show everyone your can-dance-on-my-back skills, or sit up straight at once." She gave him a stern look.

This, Gold decided, was a hopeless case.

"For the purpose of entertainment, Miss Flores," Gold said, patiently. "The same reason we watch fourteen people toss around and chase balls in the air - or read a good story-book, or paint something abstract that only they can make sense of, and that other people find incomprehensible or meaningless - when there are other things to do."

"Not always, Miss Flores." She smiled slightly, as she caught some of what Evelyn had muttered. "The Daily Prophet has been known to report its share of less than objective news."

Oh. Ingenious kid?

"Right you are, Mr. Leone," Gold said, cheerfully. "Take two cool points for that answer."

DESTINY! Now this, here, was a girl who seemed enthusiastic about the topic at hand. Gold had to beam at her, before she gave a little nod, in response to the Slytherin's question.

"It does, Miss Shepard," she said. "More than one, in fact. The Chimerian Hammer, The Resolute, and The Megacruiser, among others."

Fallon listened intently as both of the Professors taught them. She couldn't help but laugh at Lawson. He was an entertaining student. She really wanted to have a go, but she still didn't know what she would teach them about. Surfing? Eh. That could work if she couldn't think of anything better. Fallon turned to Lawson. "I'd love to have a go at teaching too." Maybe she would enjoy it. She turned back to the lesson, still no questions coming to mind.

Jacob had fallen asleep on the couch, that he had plopped himself onto. He started dreaming of little unicorns and rainbows burning down a forest! Yeah thats what he was dreaming about...

Jacob let out a huge SNORE! and fell off his couch...

Jacob looked around, what was going on? One minute he was laying on the couch, the next he's on the floor and lawson was sitting on a bean bag while Gold was up front... Jacob quickly scurried back onto the couch, and tried to make himself look more attentive then confused...

'What the heck was going on?'

Gold looked up, startled, when she heard a huge snore - a huge one, literally! Her green eyes widened, as she saw Jacob pick himself up and scurry back on to a couch. Stifling the urge to laugh out loud at the awesome craze and chaos this lesson was, she pretended to look all stern.

"Perhaps Mr. Blunt would like to recap what we have studied so far, class," she said, in a Professor-ish voice.

What?!... WHAT?! This was insane! A kid can't just fall asleep with out having to summerize a class. What was wrong with society? He lifted his head up from the couch... "alright..." he said, Wait a gosh darn minute! Why was Gold teaching the class? And why was she being all professor-like... This was so weird, he was completly confused. He started with a simple "umm... well" he decided to just improvise. "...Well, we were talking... um... about, uh.... muggles?" well obviously... come on, you can do this! " we were discussing... the explosives? muggles make? to destroy things?" He more asked... Maybe? So little confidenceWhat it was the best he could come up with... he needed something manly to get rid of that horrible unicorn dream. Hopefully he just won't get beaten, he could get laughed at... he was fine with that, just don't hit him

Hehehe. Gold held back the laughter, and continued to look oh-so-stern. "No, Mr. Blunt," she said. "That is not we were talking about. But take two cool points for trying to answer."

She grinned then, unable to stop herself from doing that this time round. Really! How long could a sixteen year old act all Professor-ish, without grinning, if not laughing out loud? "We were talking about Ben 10: Alien Force. It's a muggle television serial that aired in the early twenty-first century, and revolves around a three-member group of kids - Ben, Gwen and Kevin - who keep humanity safe." Then she added,

"Did I mention the serial has aliens?"

Lots of 'em!