Paladin Teacher: Chapter 7; the normal days

>How to start a school yard war in three easy steps
>1: Bring together two groups of crows and danukis
>2: Toss a shiny penny between them
>3: Sit back, relax, and enjoy the ensuing chaos
>Oh, the crowgirl with the red scarf got the penny

<That moment when your manticore gf corners you in a quiet part of school
<She smells faintly of strawberry and lust
<Nips at your neck with her fangs, her paws caressing your arm and side
<Run your fingers through her hair and mane
<So soft, so warm, you just want to fall asleep in it
<Her tail presses against your crotch, slowly pulling down the zipper on your pants
<It's that breathtaking moment when the two of you connect
<It hits just the right spots, the right amount of pressure
<Her cheeks flushed, she presses her lips against yours, and you caress the back of her head, unwilling to let it end
<Your own hand wanders underneath her skirt, under her panties
<She's so wet, so warm
<When you touch her there, she can barely stand, her strong legs shivering, knees bending
<She lets out a long, slow moan, pressing against your fingers
<She wants you
<You want her
<The two of you keep playing with each other
<Almost there
<The pressure builds
<She can feel it too
<That smug glint in her eyes as she stops, holding you on the edge and THE PALADIN DEUS VULTS THROUGH THE FUCKING WALL AS HIS PALADIN SENSES GUIDES HIM TO HEATHENS

>Have to stand in for the PE teacher
>She's away on perm, because of course she is
>No sense of proffesionalism, but at least she's traditional
>The class is playing soccer
>The holstaurs are not
>Gee, I wonder fucking why
>A kobold slips and falls of the gravel
>Gets scuffed up a little
>Starts crying
>Oh come on, it's not that bad, you only scraped away the skin on half the side of your thigh
>You're not even bleeding that bad
>Heal her anyway
>There, gone in a flash
>Now get back to playing, the score is 3-2 and I got five dollars on the other team
>Don't disappoint me

>Rumors of my healing powers have been greatly exaggerated
>Now everybody comes to me to have their ailments cured
>Fuck off, I'm a paladin, not a health dispenser
>The school nurse is getting increasingly angry at me for stealing her job
>Well, maybe if you weren't a creepy mind flayer more students would come to you

>Cancer girl wants to learn an instrument
>Ok, sure, but why come to me?
>I hate you guys, why not go to the music teacher?
>Sure, she's a phantom, but she's a lot better with music than I am
>No, of course its because I helped her out of her depression
>Nobody ever wants to be vanquished any more
>I wanna slay a dragon
>With my sword
>Ok, how about we start with the classics, a guitar?
>Nah, her oversleeved hands cand hold it (why is she wearing such long sleeves?)
>Fine, what about the piano?
>Nope, same problem
>Also her claws will only scrape the ivory
>So she can't use her fingers
>That eliminates just about every instrument in the world
>Try out the drums
>Well, she has rythm
>Actually she has a really good sense of rythm
>Fast with her claws too
>Hell, she is her own drumsticks heh
>My god
>I think she found her calling
>Her parents are gonna hate me

>That damn Jinko has been stalking me ever since I defeated her
>Is it some kind of dominance thing?
>I thought that was a salamander/lizardgirl thing
>She won't give up
>My paladin senses are tingling whenever she's looking at me
>Have to employ stealth to get away from her
>It works, every once in a while

>Caught one of the Gremlins making a sexmachine in the robotics labs
>She was desperate to not let her boyfriend hear about it
>Then you shouldn't be making sexmachines at school, young lady
>Also, why the fuck would you need a machine?
>Is that thing suppoused to go up his
>You know what?
>I don't want to know
>I'll keep quiet about this if you're willing to let me call in a favor later
>Of course she agrees to my terms
>I now have a disposable hacker

>Centaurpussy and Squire have been getting close
>He even rides her during training
>Suspicion.file

>Orda developed a nasty case of headache while I was at work
>You should have called me
>I left my number by the wallphone
>Had to ask my troll neighbour and her husband for help
>Older couple, they were happy to help out
>So they watched the kids while Orda slept
>I went down to my garage to cobble together a playpen
>PVC, screws, hinges, glue, foam
>File down all sharp edges, cover the ends with foam
>There, done
>Not too shabby, if I say so myself
>Have to make a crib later
>How big does it need to be?

>Her face is all red, and she's sweating profusely
>Something worse than a cold?
>Force some medicine down with water, dry her with a towel, change the sheets
>Took the kids back later
>Neighbours lent me an old, but small matress
>It fit perfectly in the playpen
>Sleepy little things
>Fed them with a bottle before putting them all to bed

>One of them started crying in the night
>Had to take her
>It's Roche
>Yup, the smell tells me all I need to know
>Clean her up in the bathroom
>What are you looking so happy for?
>Does waking me up in the middle of the night make you happy?
>Do you find this funny, you shitter?
>Tickle her soft little belly
>She makes happy little mouse sounds
>You're that kind of girl who's always gonna get in trouble, huh?
>Make me come pick you up like I'm your goddamn uncle, just so you can spend time with me?
>A little troublemaking mouse you are
>Make your mommy all worried, and I'll have to scold you
>Bet you're always gonna ask to hold my shield
>Nah, you look like a sword kind of girl to me
>And then I'll have to pedal home to mommy mouse with you on the baggage board, clinging to my back
>Bet you don't even want to let go
>Play with her stubby little hands, she grabs my calloused finger with both of hers
>Strong grip
>For a baby, that is

>You're the kind of girl who'll get in a lot of fights at school, aren't you?
>Always bandaids all over your dumb little face
>If I have to come get you, I better hear you won
>If not, I'll chase you home
>No girl of mine is gonna lose a fight while I'm still alive!
>She's not my daughter though
>She tries to stuff my finger in her mouth
>It's far too big for her
>Should get her a toy to bite on
>Might develop teeth soon
>And then you'll start to talk
>Hopefully you can go to the loo yourself soon
>Aah, still a few years to early for that
>She stares at me with her big brown eyes
>And makes a big yawn
>Alright, lil' one, time to go back to bed
>She falls asleep in my arms
>Such a warm, vulnerable little thing
>Maybe

>Maybe kids wouldn't be such a bad idea…