Requested by Fow_weel_Tho

It's times like this where I wonder why I write fanfiction

Third person POV:

"BIG Q!"

Tommy shouted at the young student intern, otherwise known by his nickname Quackity. The black haired man rolled his eyes at the blonde's shouts. It wasn't the first time he had disrupted the after-school class to poke fun at him, after all. Honestly, he was surprised Tommy hadn't failed out of class.

"What do you need now, Tommy??" Quackity made his way over to him. "I heard there's going to be a new teacher at the school!!" Tommy grinned excitedly, nodding at his friend Tubbo next to him. The brown haired boy was there solely because the two were inseparable, though he had the highest grade and Tommy the lowest.

"I really hope they're nice. After what happened with Mr. Schlatt, I don't think me or Mr. Dream or anyone else can handle another crazy teacher." The brown haired boy played with the bee charm on his necklace, something that he does commonly when he's nervous.

"Why didn't I get any word of this? You wouldn't be lying woul—"

"Excuse me?"

Quackity's head whirled around faster than George could scream "DREAM!!!", Tommy's and Tubbo's doing the same, whipping around to be greeted with the sight of a formally dressed Native American man, standing in the doorway of Quackity's classroom.

"I believe you're talking about me, correct?" He steps further into the classroom, interrupting the studying, well only one of them was studying, the other two were bickering too common to be called studying, boys.

"Depends, who the fuck are you?" Tommy demands, jabbing a sharp finger towards the man. "Tommy, that was rude! Apologize now!" Tubbo reacted quickly and criticized him on his disrespectful behavior.

"I'm the new History Teacher. Room B15, next to Mr. Halo's room B14 and Mr. Blade's room B16." The man smooths the tie on his suit out looking slightly irritated but keeping a calm, level-headed expression dominant on his face.

Quackity held his hand out for the man to shake, figuring that he should try and start things off on a good note and try to repair the damage that his two students had made. "I'm the student intern, Alexis. Everyone calls me Quackity though."

The man smiles, a soft, friendly gesture.

"Call me Obama. My name's Barack Obama."

"Nice to meet you."

"Likewise."

I don't know how to add any more details so fuck it

What an amazing start to my oneshot book

Star~chan