Invader Roz: An IZ Sequal

Substitute

"Alright class." Mrs. Bitters coughed and cleared her throat although one couldn't hear her well over the static tv moniter. She was speaking through a live feed device.

"Today I am sick."

The class cheared

"BUT ONLY FOR TODAY!"

The class colectivley sighed in disappointment.

"As I was saying, today you will have a substitute teacher. They will give you all the work I left." There was a giant stack of papers sitting atop Mrs. Bitters's desk. "And they will report to me of any foul play."

Mrs. Bitters glared at Roz and Mary who both whistled in the opposite directions and sweated like toads in a dessert.

The TV teacher turned front.

"They will be here any minute now. I'll see you when I'm back from the plague."

The TV turned static and shut off. Mary turned to Roz and whispered in a harsh tone.

"Listen alien, I hate her more than the last guy who got detention and he hated her guts but whatever you did to our teacher I will expose you for it! So fess up now!"

"I didn't do anything to your nasty teaching lady!"

"She's a teacher! Wench!"

"You're a snot head! Human!"

"That's the nicest thing you've said to me so far."

The door burst open and a dark aura seeped itself into the room. Crawling shadows blacked the windows and crawled into the nostrils of every child, roach, and dead rat in the room. Smoke emerged from the hallways, following a tall figure with a piercing yellow eye. The being stopped in front of the class and appeared as though they were staring into the poor infortunate child souls with disgust and anger. Especially twoards one green student in particular.

The children gulped at what awaited them in the class today. Roz reached out to Mary's desk and braced herself, Mary looked straight twoards the eye in fear. So did the other students. Many of them hid and most others cried and attempted to run. The smoke cleared.

"Good morning children!"

A confusion rang among the students

The sun began to show again and the air became cleaner. The roaches and rodents started singing. Or they were probably screaming. No one could tell. The children of the room were bewildered at the person before them. A good and nice teacher? With a clean complection? It was more likely that it snowed in the underworld.

The teacher beamed at the children and took out a writing utensil. They turned around and wrote on the board behind them.

"My title is Professor Gunk."

"Gunk?" Roz knew she heard that name before.

Professor Gunk screamed in the Irken's face. "QUIET YOU DEFECTIVE MISTAKE!" They coughed and turned back to the front of the class.

They wore a bright yellow suit top with an equally as bright skirt. Their short hair flowed like a pink watterfal of pepto bismol. They donned a bright backpack with pink neon lights strapped to it. They had metallic parts to them, one covering their whole arm, and one covering their hand alone. The prosthetics both had three fingers and looked advance. But the Membranes are advanced so it wasn't completely out of the norm. The most hating peice of tech she had however was on her left eye, mirroring the right one with two pupils. The left eye tech patch covered a large scar that looked both melted and frozen. This scar seeped to the bottom of Professor Gunk's face as it also tore through her mouth. It was horrifying. She had no visible nose.