Teachers' day at home

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Requested by Jestertr4p 

Glynda is from RWBY, I do not own any character they all belong to Rooster Teeth you belong yourself.

"I don't think the students at the Elementary like me so much after what I told them of a test tomorrow," I complained as the thoughts of dozens children holding pitch forks and torches tying me up against a pole saying, 'No test' repeatedly before poking me or lighting me on fire. That thought sent a shiver up my spine as if they would really do that.

"(Y/N), don't be afraid of eight year olds they are just harmless like a baby hedgehog rolling around," Glynda said so calmly as she took a sip of water from her bottle; she may be right but she's also wrong as well, a baby hedgehog rolling around would probably prick your foot if you are in its way. I took a sip from my cup of coffee as I kept eye contact with Glynda. "They may seemed to try acting smart and hate studying but that is what schools for toddlers, a living hell of learning.  I can't believe they would even try to get themselves hurts to try and stay away from school."

I couldn't agree with her more there, I had about two kids who tried to hurt themselves to stay away from school luckily their parents got them before they even got the single chance to succeed. Being a parent to children like that would have you worried sick about their mental state as the child might be close to losing their insanity. Can't really imagine myself being a father to a child like that, what would I do if I did have one?

All these bad thoughts made me shake my head before sipping my cup again. Glynda on the other hand might have different thoughts than mine, she probably wants kids to show manners and be a hunter or huntress like her, but the way she acts and teaches kinda made it change the topic of that. Sure some women would what children because how it will bring them attention or that they want to continue the family genes, but I'm sure of other women that do not want children would abandon them or sleep with the same sex.

"You know," I began to say shifting my weight onto one leg, "the parents would get to stay in school because they are adults and they are their parents meaning that they could threaten to take away the child's most valuable item."

It was true some parents do that just to get their kids to listen to them, hell if I was in their shoes I would have done the same thing too. And the fact that kids wants attention and something is what makes it a good thing to do since they might get too attach with whatever they got. Again being a parent will take a lot responsibility and parenting as it could affect the child's physical and mental health.

"Yes I know that but," Glynda's grip around the bottle tighten causing some crackling sounds from it, "when they grow up to teens they start acting immature and are smarting than their kid self meaning they will get in trouble more often, find ways to avoid, and mostly lie to their parents. This makes me a bit frustrated and wanting to do something about it..." The bottle in her hands looks as if it was about to explode in her hands as her grip tighten even more, maybe in a death grip. "...And don't remind me how they abuse themselves with drugs, alcohol, and sex, SEX of all things they mostly abuse the most!"

I know where Glynda was getting at, teenagers used to do that back in the days but not so often as how they are acting today. Staring at Glynda, I could imagine steam coming out of her ears as she release all of her stress. Thinking what is best for my friend I placed down my cup and walked behind her before laying my hands on her back.

"Maybe a massage would calm you down," I insisted her. She didn't complain about that and allowed me to rub the palm of my hands along her shoulders. Normally it would be a guy wanting a massage from a woman than what is currently happening now,  but Glynda is my old friend and she's been building up stress like a bull hating the person who taunts him.

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