Recipe for Disaster

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The episode has stated bluntly, in the middle of a lecture, taught by Strickler. His class was dark except for the large projector screen that was lit up, a map was locked on the screen, army men, tanks, and many red lines where colored on the olden map.

Strickler : “War is constant chaos.”

Strickler spoke, his face twisted in a serious manner as his fist was raised injustice.

Strickler: “The winner will be the one who controls the chaos, both his own and his enemies.”

As he spoke, the camera showed the many students who were either trying to keep their eyes open, and some that had obviously failed at doing so.

Strickler: Napoleon's words show an unquenchable need for conquest. A man who could not be stopped.

He clicked a button on the remote, showing the same exact screen from last time.

Strickler: So, what was the French general's downfall? Did he stare down the barrel of a cannon?

He had finally taken notice to the silence and boredom of his class.

Strickler: Did he die from the deafening silence of a classroom?

The students laughed, obviously enjoying the comment and actually waking themselves up but three hadn't laughed. Me, Madison and Frances watched from the way back, glares plastered on their faces and wanting to take out Strickler then and there. Well, I had. I didn't know about Toby.

Bella: Look at that. He's got the whole class eating out of his hand.

Madison: His creepy troll hand.

Madison spat, typing madly on her phone.

Bella: I trusted him. He betrayed me. And worst of all, he hit on my mother.

I lightly punched my desk aggravated

Bella: I should end him now

Frances: Or you can ask him to divulge the whereabouts of the bridge that could release unspeakable evil? I don't know. Do you think Strickler knows you're the Trollhunter?

Bella: Bular called me "Young Atlas." Only Strickler calls me that. Of course he knows. But he doesn't know we're onto him.

I looked at my once trusted teacher, grinning at the thought of having the upper hand, if he only knew.

Strickler: Malaria.

Strickler gestured to the screen, a picture of a Mosquito was now covering the projector.

Strickler: The world's most powerful army felled by the bite of an insignificant insect.

The bell rings, [class bell rings] causing the students to stand, before they could exit the classroom, Strickler said.

Strickler: One last lesson. Who can tell me where Napoleon kept his armies? In his sleevies.

The class groaned as Strickler laughed as he walked off the screen. Strickler walked right up to me who was holding my book and glancing in Madison's and Frances's direction.

Strickler: Young Atlas,

That simple term had caused me to stand and Frances and Madison to run right to my side, not wanting to leave me alone with such a despicable Changeling.

Strickler: If I could have a brief word before you leave. Alone, please.

I continued to look at Walt while Frances leaned into my ear.

Frances: Not until after he divulges where the bridge is.

She whispered and Madison and Frances ran off as I straightened. Jaidyn had been watching me, her full focus on me which had caught Angelina's attention. Her friend nudged her gently.

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