Everyone loves a substitute teacher, right? No real pressure, little learning, and tons of relaxation! But Jenny and her classmates are in for the worst classes of their lives when a quartet of terrible, and familiar subs, come to teach them! Can they be dismissed alive? Or will they be schooled for good?





Welcome to Halsworthy University. Where everyone, including the famous Locked Room Gang, learn enough to get a degree to set themselves up for success! Little do the students know that the next few days will be dates they will never forget!

Jenny: Ugh! I'm running late for Music class!

Candlehead: Hey, Jenny! Now we're on the same page! We gotta move it!

Ib: I can't run for long... Have mercy....

Jaiden: I'll help you! (carries Ib)

Ib: Um, thanks - I gotta say...

Peach: We got only 1 minute left!

Candlehead: Hey, I see Kenny up ahead! He's waiting!

Kenny waves in the distance to the group, standing near the Music room's door.

Jenny: Great! We could make it in time!

Candlehead: Yeah, we got this! No sweat!

Peach: (panting) Woo....!

Jelo: Okay, come on in!

Nebula: Hey... someone wrote "Mr. Octavio" on the whiteboard. Must be a sub.

Jenny: Say... does that name ring a bell to any of you guys?

Ib: Octavio...? ...Beta mentioned him before...

Kenny: (Ah, shucks. I think I'm gonna die as usual.)

Peach: Oh no. Does that mean....

Jelo: Oh, right! Mr. Octavio's your new substitute teacher!

Blast: Hm... ok.

Blue Ocean: I have a bad feeling with this.


Jenny: Oh... great.

Jelo: Wait, wait, wait, WHAT?! I-I gotta go take a rest... (leaves to the faculty office)

Reneeesme: (thick Asian accent) My gosh! A giant octopus!

Kenny: (I just cr*pped my pants!)

Candlehead: ...Octopus snack anyone? I brought the fire-! *lights candle, but it is stopped strangely* ...Wait, what.

DJ Octavio: Save your animal knowledge for science! Now, lets get this party started!

Jenny: How, fool?

DJ Octavio: I will play my tunes, and I want you all to play instruments along with it. Now, lets begin! *plays music on his Octobot*

Blue Ocean:So, this is supposed to be our class?

Ib: Panic, panic...! *she spots a flute and just gives it a go... she seems to go well with it*

Candlehead proceeds to try symbols (and went nuts with them) while Kenny just brainlessly sat there.

Bloodrayne:Oh, don't worry. I play a mean drum solo!

Reneeesme:(thick Asian accent) Ooh! Ooh! I wanna play the piano!

Bloodrayne and Reneeesme play the instruments. They seem to be good at it!

Jenny starts to play a flute while Nebula tries a trombone

DJ Octavio: *sees Kenny doing nothing* You there! With the parka! Stop slacking!

Kenny: (Oh god, what the f- OK! I can TRY! But don't judge me if I fail badly!) *he proceeds to try and play some kind of horn instrument*

But because he's in his parka and no air gets out of it as it also covers his mouth, it fails!

DJ Octavio: Terrible! Just awful! As for the rest of you.... let's pick it up! *he speeds up the tempo of the music*

Kenny: (F*ck!)

Candlehead and Ib struggle to keep up with this new speed.

Jenny: Holy Squid!

DJ Octavio fires an Octomissile! It targets whoever is failing to keep up with the tempo

Then a knock is heard in DJ Octavio's door.

Dr. Zomboss: Excuse me, Mr. Octavio. Are you available?

Blast: *looks at the missiles incoming* Watch out Jaiden!

Jaiden: DODGE! *dodges the missiles* Don't you realize you're breaking school rules?

Dr. Zomboss: ... What the heck?

Blue Ocean: This is ridiculous.

Kenny: (It sure is! I dunno if it is a good thing or not. Considering this is normal for me, well - sure.)

Dr. Zomboss sighs, pops his neck and yells.

Dr. Zomboss:MR. DAVIS JONES OCTAVIO!!!!!!!!

*The room falls silent...

DJ Octavio: What?!?!? What do you want?!?!?

Kenny: *laughing* (THAT'S his full name?! Is that a joke?!)

DJ Octavio: I... *stutters* No!

Daisy: Well, it sounds funny! *chuckles*

DJ Octavio: Alright. We are almost through this miserable class... Thank the Octarian heavens.

Kenny: (Just when I started to actually enjoy this stuff, too?)

Ib: *silently* ...Won't be missed.

The bell rings!

DJ Octavio: Class dismissed... *grunts*

Jenny: Well, thank the lord that was over. For once, I am excited for History. It has to be an improvement over that!

Candlehead: History! It might not be as fun as Music, but I wonder...

Kenny: (As far as I'm aware, I'm indifferent.)

Ib: ...To be honest, I really don't know.

There seemed to be someone just... walking by. Are they late? They seem awfully calm, considering they might as well be late.

Nebula: Who is that?

Blue Ocean: I have no idea.

Candlehead: ...I'll go fetch 'em! *she goes to do just that*

Soon, Candlehead returns - with this unknown person with them. They don't speak... yet.

Eventually, they get to History, and sure enough, they are late. They see an Inkling sitting at the desk, and when they entered, he shot them a dirty look. Sure enough, another sub.

???: Tardy, eh? I do not permit that in my class.

Candlehead: You what?

Blue Ocean:Hm... so there's a substitue for history class too?

Lemon Glass:Em, hello, mister...

???: But I should expect as much from members of... the Locked Room Gang.

Jenny: What are you talking about?

???: You should know- Jenny! AHAHAHAHA! *the Inkling, all of a sudden, gets red skin, yellow eyes, and claws!*

Jenny: I know that voice!

Ib: What the-

Kenny: (I cr*pped in my pants again! Even more than before!)

???: ...There is one difference or more between myself and all of you, and I can say I still undoubtedly hate all of you.

Candlehead: Whoa, so much for helping. Cheer up.

Lemon Glass: I'm getting scared.

The Inkling turns out to be.... HIM!

???: ...What are you supposed to be? You like like the She-Devil's ex or something.

Candlehead: ...Ouch!

Mr. Red walks by.

Mr. Red: Hello, Lord Galaximus! Lookin' good!

Blue Ocean: Wait a moment. Did you say, Galaximus?

Jaiden: Confusion; it's HIM.

Tiff: AUGH! Why this demon of all stuff?!

???: Well, if we ignore 'em, it'd be pointless - so it appears we're stuck in this mess for a couple minutes...

HIM: All right, you tardy fools. Take a seat.

???: *sigh* ...As if we aren't to do anything else in this place...

Kenny: (Shut up and deal with it. Honestly.)

HIM: Today we will be starting the mythology unit.

Jenny: Yay! I love mythology!

Kenny: (What?)

Candlehead, Ib, and ??? facepalm all at once. They are not impressed.

HIM: But this is no ordinary lesson. In this one, you will be fighting for your lives!

Blue Ocean: OK... wait, what?

Ib: Well, we know who won't lose... *looks to Kenny*

Kenny: (Nah, I'm staying out. I don't care.)

???: ...Really? What a coward.

HIM: To see how well you know the material, I shall pit you against a fearsome beast!

Zomboss appears on the door

Dr. Zomboss: Can it be a robot death monkey?!

???: I was about to say - what are we dealing with?

HIM: NO, ZOMBOSS! ROBOT MONKEYS HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH MYTHOLOGY! As I was saying.... there is one beast so feared all that few can ever defeat. So... *uses his powers to summon a real, living Hydra!* Lets see if you can handle this. And you only have one hour!

Zomboss looks at the Hydra

Dr. Zomboss:O... kay... Oh, and by the way class, the next class you're going is my thanatology.

Jenny: Alright, fat head!

???: ...An hour to beat a Hydra. Sounds easy.

Ib: ...I'm a little intimidated.

Candlehead: ...Same.

Blue Ocean: We've got some of these in Equestria, no problem.

The Hydra breathes fire from its three heads!

Jenny: AUGH! Get me outa here!

Blast: Retreat! (tries to run away, but Blue Ocean stops him)

Blue Ocean: Oh, come on, it isn't that bad. (looks at the hydra) OK, maybe it is...

???: *spots the fire* I know what to do here... Let's get to work!

??? seems to shape-shift into some kind of cannon and fires out what seem to be giant spears on strong ropes to pin the hydra down, and it forms a barrier between each spear to defend against the fire.

Nebula: Whoa! Nice! *fires at the Hydra with her arm cannon*

Blue Ocean: Let's do this! (shoots lasers at the Hydra)

Lemon Glass: I'm scared...

???: Uh, thanks. I guess. *transforms into a sentry turret and opens fire on the Hydra*

Paper: What in Sam Hill is going on?

Kenny: (I have no idea. But this looks awesome.)

Paper: Alright, but class is in like 15 sec-

The bell rung..

Paper: Alright, next class.

The class then went to their science class... which was scribbled out and was rewritten as "Thanatology."

???: ..."Thanatology"? Weird. Never heard of that one.

Ib: It doesn't matter if you haven't, because now you have.

Jenny: I think Thanatology means the study of death. But that might be my hunch.

???: ...Huh. Well. I am intrigued.

Peach: Well I bet everything will go wrong from there.

Tiff: Agreed.

Jenny: But who could be teaching it?

Candlehead: Well - I have no clue, but I hope it's not someone who'll kill us.

Dr. Zomboss then finally walks in and walks to his desk

Dr. Zomboss: Good evening class. My name is Doctor Edger Zomboss. Simply call me Dr. Zomboss.

He then writes his name untranslatable cursive

Jaiden: Your writing is illegible!

Paper: I don't know why the principal hired Evil-Doers, but I dont care about that. Alright heading to my classroom Edgar.

Dr. Zomboss: You're late, numbnut!

Ib: Oh great. It's you.

Kenny: (Hey, the old favorite!)

Jenny: Zomboss? How would they hire you?!?

Dr. Zomboss: Why would people here be friends with you?

Jenny: Because, unlike you, I'm not a madman!

Dr. Zomboss: Because, unlike you, I don't grow 50-feet in private grounds and don't cause a huge tantrum when being made fun of...

Jenny: Well, I do not create masses of zombies, while being in crazy robots trying to eat brains and create an apocalypse!

Dr. Zomboss then pounds his fist on Jenny's desk.

Dr. Zomboss: I swear to everything that breathes, if you make one more comment about me, then I will send you directly to the principal's office and trust me, IT WON'T BE PRETTY! Do I made myself clear!?

Jenny: Whatver you say, boss man....

Jelo spies outside the door, looking angry at Zomboss.

Jenny moves her lips in a way that says "Help me. I am trapped with a maniac."

Jelo holds a sign saying "Don't worry, I'll help you!"

Candlehead notices these signs and laughs a little bit.

Jenny: I don't wanna be in this class with Mr. No Survivors.

Kenny: (Well, there's going to be someone surviving this class, if not his ranting or whatever else.)

Nebula: Well, it can't be that bad. But what could he teach us?

Ib: Best we find out.

???: Yeah, uh - gimme a sec!

??? proceeds to leave for a few minutes. They soon return.

???: Sorry about that, almost forgot to check something.

Jenny: Uh, okay.

???: Insecure? Well - I can't blame you, you're talking to someone you literally don't know!

Ib: ...Maybe after this we can get some words out of you.

???: *sounds nervous* Errr... That sounds 'fun'!

Jenny: Yeah. I really wanna know what your ambitions are.

???: I could go into an explanation right now, but I don't think I want to say anything near his(Zomboss's) face.

Jenny: Yeah, I totally understand.

???: Sweet, thanks.

Silence ensues as the others wait for Zomboss to say something again.

Dr. Zomboss:*ahem* Well, I was originally going to intend to teach about basic bodily functions after death, but SOMEBODY, not naming names here, stole the rest of the available brain supply and now I have nothing to feed myself and my army, so here is what is going to happen...

Dr. Zomboss pulls a random switch and suddenly, severed human heads fall on each student's desks, effectively scaring them.

Jenny: EWWWW! GROSS! Zomboss, what is the meaning of this?

???: WOW! WOW! OK! That's revolting, and I instantly wanna leave!

Paper: Looking at the Time right now.. The bell is going to ring in 10 minutes my friends. Well, see ya guys next class.

Dr. Zomboss looks at the clock

Dr. Zomboss: That clock looks a little misguided... Anyway, for the remainder of this class, you will all be dissecting the brain of the humans...

Dr. Zomboss points to a table, which contains equipment ranging from simple Surgical Instruments to bizarre melee weapons

Dr. Zomboss: The aid of the modern day will be right to that table. I'll be willing to give extra credit to those that can remove the brain without causing any visible damage. 3, 2, 1, go.

The class then unwillingly grab their equipment and started the "dissection"

Jenny: This is revolting! Looks like something Zombie Inkling would do!

Dr. Zomboss: Hey, if ya don't like it, go to the office.

Dr. Zomboss then went to his desk and reads a book titled "a tale of two brains, by Zliff Notes"

Jenny: Ewww. So gross... *gradually dissects the brain, becoming more nauseous as she does more of it.

Dr. Zomboss: Careful, I have been told by the Principal that there is a worm parasite somewhere in the bra-

Then the Parasite popped out in Jenny's brain


Jenny: *screams* GET IT OFF ME! GET IT OFF! *tries to smack it with her Inkbrush*

Dr. Zomboss: HOLD STILL! *grabs a pair of surgical tweezers and removes the parasite* DONE!

Jenny faints

Dr. Zomboss: Oh crap.

Nebula: *glares at Zomboss* You....

Dr. Zomboss *points at Nebula* Not a peep! *runs to the nearest telephone* Office! I need a nurse immediately! ... I don't care if there are no nurse, just send someone who knows medical stuff!

He hangs up the phone and HIM comes in

HIM: They better charge me extra for this....

Dr. Zomboss: Poor Jenny here's knocked out cold. I don't know if its something from the brain parasite, but I would like you to look into that...

HIM: But I know nothing about this kinda thing! All right, lets see you stupid Inkling... You got anything to wake her up?

Dr. Zomboss: You should know this kinda thing! I mean, aren't you The Devil, for crying out loud!?

Paper: Someone calling the nurse?

Paper carries Jenny to the School Nurse.

Doc: Nice job brother. Now lets see what we have here.

Doc inspects Jenny.

Paper: A little birdie told me that a parasite gone to her hair.

Doc: What type?

Paper: A brain worm parasite.

Doc: Not good, well did it get killed?

Paper: Yes, however she fainted.

Doc: I will take care of her for a few minutes. Go back to your class bro.

Paper goes back to his classroom

*Jenny is still out cold*

Dr. Zomboss: *walks to Nebula's desck, who is also nauseous* Hey, bucko. Normally I don't check on students about their health, but are you okay?

Nebula: No. I feel really sick. Thanks to your cruel teaching method...

Dr. Zomboss: *gives and thumbs up and a big smile* With pleasure!

Nebula: *shopts a dirty look at him* Hope this class is almost over...

Dr. Zomboss: Hope you're almost done removing the brain. *walks back to his desk*

Nebula: *she just finishes removing the brain* Here you are, Mr. Sick.

Dr. Zomboss: *takes the brain* Perfecto! *examines the brain* And no visible damages! I'll keep my word! You'll gain an additional 20 points to your 100% score!

Dr. Zomboss puts the brain on his desk and puts in the grades

Dr. Zomboss: You can study or whatever for the rest of the time being...

Nebula: I'm reading a book. It's called Evil Zombie Morons!

Dr. Zomboss: *sarcasscally* Gee, I bet that book is SOOOO popular to your stupid inkling race!

Nebula: I like it!

Dr. Zomboss: *looks at the pages* Does it at least show the pros of the Zombie race, such as our technological superiority?

Tiff: I don't think it does.

Meanwhile, Jelo rushes to the principal's office.

Jelo: Sir, why did you hire evildoers as teachers here?

Principal: Evildoers? Wh-what are you talking about?

Jelo: You hired Galaximus, Zomboss, HIM- you don't realize that these guys want to destroy this very world! We defeated them during our Locked Room days....and we still do.

Principal: Wait.....(searches on Galaximus, Zomboss, and HIM) By golly, you are right!

Jelo: You see? Wait a minute....I noticed that 2 more villains are teachers here!

Principal: Well, how can we stop them?

Jelo: I've got an idea. You help me call the rest of the Gang who are not students to come here. That way we can deal with the villains.

Principal: Sounds like a plan!

Back to class

Daisy: Gee, that was the worst thing class I've ever experienced! Aside from smelly gym socks.

Dr. Zomboss: Don't cha mean the smell of rotting human flesh?

This made Daisy gag

The bell rings.

Paper: Next class bros, your coming with me.

Nebula: Okay then...


Galaximus: What do you mean they got out alive?!?

HIM: I couldn't stop them. And neither could Zomboss. We almost got Jenny...

Galaximus: Grr! Those bugs! How I hate them! Well, good thing they hired me... *draws pictures of Jenny and her friends on the blackboard* MWUHAHAHA! *scribbles on the pictures wildly and erases them* They can't deny me now! I am in a state of power over them! It's all over!

At class...

Paper: So welcome to Technology class my friends. We're going to learn about Technology. So you will have fun.. First we're gonna build some robots. Best robot wins. And I don't care if you lose or win.

Nebula: Yay! This will be fun! I built this Robo Suit myself! Yippee!

Paper: State it's purpose..

Nebula: Since I am the youngest of my sisters, I made this suit to help me fight. It provides me with protection, and this arm cannon lets me fire ammo.

Dr. Zomboss: *walks by* I know a guy who can make much better battle suits then you...

Nebula: Bug off, Zomboss!

Principal: (arrives) Alright, welcome class. I have something to tell you: one of our fellow teachers said some other teachers were actually villains.

Dr. Zomboss: *overhears this* What? *runs to the Principal* Oh no, Mr. principal sir! The subs here are not supervillains, err... a-ask Paper! He'll provide the truth!

HIM: Yeah! We are just trying to teach the students!

Principal: (raises eyebrow) And cows fly.

Dr. Zomboss: In fact, I'll have a quick conversation with the teacher!

Dr. Zomboss quickly hides to a empty girls restroom and calls Galaximus, in which she responds

Dr. Zomboss: Are you listening, Galaximus!? This is an emergency!!

Paper: Well.. That may be good. Well.. All I can give is a 7. Alright, there needs to be some tweaks with the program, and better parts. And the Principal? A little birdie told me that the Principal is in vacation right now.

Galaximus: Alright, you Peeping Tom, what, what, WHAT?!?!

Dr. Zomboss: The Principal figured out that the subs are actually use supervillains!

Galaximus: Oh Squid. I thought this would happen. We must eradicate him! If that Gang gets to my class, it's all over!

Bell rings!

Galaximus: Well, villains, let me introduce you to the newest Galactic Army member: Karen!

Karen: Hi.

Galaximus: Where are those fools, Karen?

Karen: They are approaching us- right now!

Mr. Red: Don't worry, everyone. I'll provide the backbone you all need. Just plan your ambush carefully, alright?

Paper: Oh well that was quick, this was boring anyway. Alright, (Calls Doc..) Hey Luingus, I'm heading back to the Stacheman Lab... Alright... Yeah... See ya.. (Closes Phone.) Doc told me that Jenny is fine and ready to go. See ya!

Galaximus: Alright Red. Karen an I will track them from here. And we will update you as they move.

Back to Class

Mr. Red: Good evening, class. My name is Mr. Red and today, we will be learning about the basics about starting up a business.

Jenny: *yawns* That sounds boring.

Mr. Red: Be relieved, Miss Jenny, because this is going to be the only normal class you'll get.

Jenny: Yeah. But you will bore me to death. At least Galaximus can entertain me.

Tiff: Wow. For an evil villain you make a pretty normal teacher.

Mr. Red nods with a smile, before writing the words "Entrepreneur" on the chalkboard

Mr. Red: Alright, can anyone tell me what is a Entrepreneur is?

Peach: Uhhh, someone who makes a living through their own business?

Mr. Red: Close. An Entrepreneur is someone who is willing to take risk to start a business in order to earn profit. You see-

Then, suddenly, the Principal came to the class

Jenny: Why is he here?


Karen: Uh oh...

Galaximus: Curses! We gotta get rid of him.

Back to class

Principal: Huh, turns out everything is normal.

Jelo: Y'know what? I'll just leave you alone, Mr. Red. For a villain, you seem like a pretty normal teacher. But remember: We're keeping an eye on you.

Jenny: Well, that's a relief. He does seem pretty normal.

Mr. Red: Hey, may I show you something before you leave? *grabs a blood-red flower* This flower here is called the Blood Flower. This was referred by that because its color represents a human blood. Though it may be creepy, you can't help, but look at its beautifully-made colorwork.

Jenny: Yeah. It does look pretty! Even if it looks like blood.

While the students, teacher and principal admire the flower, Mr. Red quickly hides and grabs a walkie-talkie

Mr. Red: Red Suit to Orange Goddess, come in!

Galaximus: Orange Goddess here. Status report?

Mr. Red: Jelo and the Principal are in my classroom. If you have an ambush ready, now's the time to do so!

Galaximus: Heh heh heh! Karen! Got that laser?

Karen: Yes, your magesty... *rolls her eyes*

Galaximus: Good! Get them!

Karen: I see this not working... *leaves*

Mr. Red then quickly grabs his laptop and puts the whole school on shutdown, surprising everyone in the classroom

Jenny: Huh? What's going on here?

Mr. Red puts away his laptop, gets up and gives Jenny a menacing smile

Mr. Red: Your doom.

Jenny: I knew this was too good to be true.

Jelo: I knew things were gonna get real cruddy! *calls two people from the Gang*

Karen: Alright. Where's that principal? Your seen him, Red?

Jenny: Karen?!?

Mr. Red: *points to the principal* Right over there.

Karen: Lets test this thing. *A laser blaster comes out of the top of her head, and fires a laser at the principal* Did I get him?

He ran away. Wait, someone's walking down the hallway. It's Weird Al Yankovic! Does that mean the students have another music class? Someone's also coming too, it's Star Butterfly.

Mr. Red: *points at Al* Who the hell is that guy?

Karen: No clue.

Dark Jaiden: *suddenly appears out of nowhere* That's "Weird Al" Yankovic, a famous musician, voice actor and satirist; to name a few.

Mr. Red: *startled* SWEET MOTHER LORD! Don't do that again!

Karen: Doesn't look like it..

Dark Jaiden: Did I mention he's also a part of the Gang?

Blast: Well, you did so now.

Weird Al: So...this school hired evil-doers, eh? Huh, the principal must be really stupid.

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