((Oh crap, guys, my most sincere apologies. With work and now college, my mind's been out of the gutter.))<br/><br/>Chuck looked over the class, sighing. "I'm guessing there's no one else, eh?" Chuck sat in his chair, taking a sip of his coffee. "I'm Lieutenant Finley of the US Navy, retired. My power is complete and total spatial awareness of twenty five square feet, which means," At that moment, Michael put something on the screen in the back, Chuck's face shifting and morphing as he talked. No sound came out, as that would ruin the surprise.<br/><br/>"Which means that Michael had better shut the screen down before I take away the computer." At the moment, Michael turned off the screen. Totally worth it.<br/><br/>"Now, let's get today started by seeing what kind of fiction you guys know of. Let's start with Noah back there, eh?"