Mr. Davis: "This is a very interesting poem you've got here. Freeform, a bit abstract."

Antoin: "Yeah that's how I was feeling, a bit abstract, ya know?"

Mr. Davis: "Mhm. I also couldn't help but notice these words are directly from a My Chemical Romance song? Can you explain that?"

Antoin: "I was inspired."

Mr. Davis: "This is blatant plagiarism."

~~

In algebra class: "Okay so, the equation is 24y+36. What number can you factor out of both 24 and 36?"

Antoin: "5!"

Alastor, already exhausted and annoyed: "How the fuck did you get 5?"

Antoin, sobbing: "I don't know-"

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Mr. Cortez with Mr. Davis in the teacher's lounge: "So for this week's lesson plan, since we're discussing nuclear radiation, I plan to recreate the Chernobyl meltdown on a micro-level."

Mr. Davis: "Bel, with all due respect, and excuse my language, what the fuck?"

~~

Warren Hawthorne: "Cecil, if there's one thing you to learn from me, I want you to never forget that the IRS owe us more money than we owe them."

Cecil Hawthorne, 100% accepting this: "Sure thing, Dad."

~~

Coralise and Cecil, both high af:

Cecil: "You kiss girls, right?"

Coralise: "Yeah?"

Cecil: "But it's not gay, right?"

Cora: "Nah."

Cecil: "So if kissed a guy, would it be gay?"

Cora: "...nah. Wait-"

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Mr. Cortez, staring Antoin dead in the eyes: "Most organisms have 4-5 senses. You humans rely too much on vision. It makes you susceptible to illusion. Vulnerable."

Saturn: "Heh, why does Mr. Cortez talk like he isn't human?"

Antoin, sweating nervously: "Because he isn't-"

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Charles: "I would be a great president. If I were president, I would stabilize the economy, neutralize foreign affairs, secure border patr-"

Saturn: "Verme, I wouldn't vote for you if you were the only person running."

Charles: "Why not? I'm very qualified-"

Saturn: "Antoin, I'm voting you for president!"

Antoin, having no context: "Thanks, I love you too!"

~~

Antoin: "You should never use your disability as an excuse to get out of something"

Finn: "Yeah, I agree"

Next day:

Leander: "Would you grab that book up there? I can't reach"

Antoin: "Sorry, can't, I have autism"

Leander: "..."

~~

Xander: *hits his head walking into the room*

Rivaille short ass to Alastor: "And we have a fine example of natural selection"