A fun, little fic I decided to write to relieve some pressure of my own. Enjoy.

Chapter 1 - Gathering of the Faculty

To ask for an ordinary, stressfree start to every morning should never sound like such an unusual request. After all, a person has the natural right to want their day to begin with an easy and casual routine, especially if said person was anticipating a heavy workload for the majority of it. But, as seemed to always be the case for some, there was something or a many kind of somethings that caused that wish to go unheeded.

For the working staff of an educational institution such as a school, asking for that blissful and easy start was next to impossible. Students in general misbehaved and carried on with their noisemaking. Paperwork would be set on the desks early before the teachers and principals had had enough time to settle in. Parents complained about how their children were being treated by other students or being poorly graded by the teachers.

But once, just once, maybe in a figurative blue moon, it was not so impossible. Plans and schedules would occur swimmingly, without trouble, and the students would head off and attend their first lesson without creating much of a fuss for themselves or anyone else.

At Super Hero High in Metropolis however, such a wish could only be granted if you had the power of mind control. Asking regular teenagers for quiet and peace on a hopefully more frequent basis was bad enough, but asking it of an entire student body filled with superpowered or technologically-advanced minded subadults was a literal horror story.

To start with, there was the usual troublemaking from Harley Quinn. Whenever a prank was played on anyone, you could bet and win that the go-to party planner of the school was the perpetrator. Next up was Cheetah; a neverending schemer if there was one, the self-named archrival of Wonder Woman was constantly poised on the lookout to break a school rule to either make herself look good or to frame or antagonise just about anybody. Then there was Beast Boy, often seen by everyone to be the most effective prankster after Harley and the common cause of a headache for his friends whenever he made a particularly bad joke or a clumsy attempt at flirting. To the surprise of all, in recent months he had gained a loyal partner-in-crime. Raven, the daughter of Trigon, was indeed one of the more socially-awkward students but she was also one of the more mature, so it was completely unexpected when the girl had started joining in on the changeling's plans.

Of course, none of those compared to any of the occasions where a supervillain attacked the areas of Metropolis outside of Super Hero High or even the school itself. The "Save the Day" alarm, although helpful in alerting the young heroes to these dangers, was notoriously disruptive for the classes; nearly every student would jump up to leave and answer the call and the many that came back when the team quota was filled interrupted the lessons again with their return. Incidents where the school was being invaded spoke for themselves, casting everything planned for the day into oblivion as the supervillain wanted the school managed their way or made too much of a mess of things in the ensuing battle to allow any schedule to resume.

This was the expected life of every student and teacher at Super Hero High, largely in thanks to Lois Lane consistently reporting on every threat faced to the general public. But, as expected as it was, they were all still regular people at heart and faced tensions and stress like every other person. Without something to break up all the emotional problems this involved, then disaster was certain to strike in an entirely different manner. And that disaster was determinably on the horizon, or at least that was how it looked in the eyes of Amanda Waller. The stern but fair principal of the school, Waller had a sharp, keen eye and saw easily that the relations between everyone there at Super Hero High were already in troubled waters.

Dissent had been brewing among the students, literally dividing them into groups of opinions; the most frequent topic she heard voiced was the appearance that Supergirl, Batgirl and Wonder Woman were hogging places on all of the mission teamups. The Detectives' Club was also gaining enemies and naysayers, be they suspects the club had annoyed in publicly stalking them or the people they successfully caught. Arguments kept springing up between friends. The faculty staffroom, once a quiet place to hold meetings and discussions, was now a stadium for shouting matches.

Something had to be done before it reached the inevitable breaking point, but Waller did not know what to do about it, which was the reason why she called for another meeting with herself, Vice Principal Grodd, the teachers and Parasite attending on one particular evening after the students had retired to their dorms.

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"Alright, Amanda. What is this all about?" Grodd queried. "We've all got to get shuteye before the kids bother us again tomorrow."

The rest of the faculty nodded in agreement, Parasite punctuating his with his trademark groan.

"I understand you all need rest, but you also understand we must do our jobs and look after our students' wellbeing," Waller reprimanded them lightly. "Surely you've seen the evidence that things are becoming really strained around here."

"Tell me about it," James Gordon spoke up. "Today alone, I had two sets of rows during the same lesson. On one end of the classroom, I had Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy arguing over something I never really got the gist of."

"Was Ivy the one upset?" Liberty Belle asked.

"Yep," Gordon acknowledged.

"Then it was probably just another prank," Grodd concluded indifferently.

"Maybe. All I know is that Ivy accused Harley of not valuing her enough," Gordon shrugged. "The more surprising thing was, on the other end, the second argument was between Babs and Kara."

"Supergirl and Batgirl were arguing?" Waller gaped. "I must have missed that one. Those two are usually thick as thieves."

"You think that's bad, then you should have seen gym class this afternoon," Wildcat joined in. "Lady Shiva, Katana and Big Barda were all coming down hard on Raven, asking her why she's been supporting Beast Boy so much."

"Agh! Don't get me started!" Grodd bellowed. "Logan's been pulling off more and more pranks now that she's helping him. It's making Harley look tame in comparison." He turned to Waller. "Amanda, you've got to tell her father. Maybe he'll get her in line."

Waller frowned, her face looking like she had just swallowed a whole lemon. "I tried that already. Trigon was delighted. He said he was proud of her for causing others trouble and that he would like to meet the little green demon influencing her to go bad."

Grodd scowled in disappointment. "Sorry I asked," he grumbled.

"The important thing is," Waller resumed. "We need something to help break the tension before it gets worse. Something to bring Super Hero High back to normal, or our usual level of normal. Ideas, anyone?"

"Detention," Grodd suggested quickly.

"Field trip," Gordon put forward.

"Writing contest," Etrigan nominated.

"Science comp," Lucius Fox chimed in.

"Costume pageant," Crazy Quilt responded eagerly.

"Sports fair," Wildcat added.

"Cleanup day," Parasite moaned.

"How about a dance?" June Moone asked.

All those present stopped still at hearing the last proposal from their bespectacled teacher of art and turned towards her in confusion. Grodd, the most stunned of them, snorted derisively. "More noise? Absolutely not!"

Gordon, appearing nervous, was of a similar mind. "That might be a good idea for the girls, but I'm not so sure about the boys. Some of them may be too shy or too shallow to ask the girls to a dance."

"So, make it a girls' choice. If the girls are doing the asking, then that's not much of a problem," Liberty Belle debated reasonably.

"That does seem a logical resolution," Red Tornado noted, agreeing with her.

"Admittedly, a dance wouldn't take that long to set up," Waller said thoughtfully. "If we play the cards right, we could have the memorial hall ready and prepared by Friday morning."

"I don't know, Amanda," Gordon said, cringing noticeably. "I still feel more comfortable with the idea of a field trip."

Wildcat grinned mischievously, guessing why talk of a couples' dance would have the police commissioner so flustered. "You're only saying that so your darling daughter won't go running off in search of dates."

"Huh! Of course that wouldn't bother you, Mr Matchmaker," Gordon fired back. "You used the last dance we had to set up your two favourite students."

"Hey, I always said Oliver and Dinah would make a good couple, and look how that turned out. They were the star pair of the school right up to their graduation and they're still going strong now."

"Have they put a date on the engagement yet?" Crazy Quilt, Liberty Belle and Ms Moone asked in unison.

"Yep, March next year," Wildcat answered. "And who knows? If we put on this dance, we may get another star couple the kids will gossip about instead of going at each other's throats. I don't know about the rest of you, but gossip I can easily get silenced in class."

None of the others seemed to want to refute him on that fact and quiet fell across the room. Waller, sensing the debate was over, took charge again. "So, majority rules then. Those for the dance?" she called, raising her hand.

Ms Moone, Liberty Belle, Crazy Quilt, Red Tornado and Wildcat all raised theirs to support the motion immediately. After taking some moments to think, Etrigan, Lucius and Parasite joined in.

"Any opposed?"

Grodd and Gordon, in the face of knowing they had already lost, signalled their opinion.

"Nine against two," Waller counted. "Motion passed. Super Hero High will be hosting a girls' choice dance this Friday evening."

Grodd sighed irritably, writing down the minutes in his records book. "So when do we inform the students?"

Waller began laying out her plans in answer. "We tell them on the day, after first period. Set up an announcement to take place then. Cancel all the other classes to give the girls time to ask whomever they want; have some visitor passes ready in case they invite someone from outside. No homework is to be given out for the weekend either. If this goes well, all any of the kids will want to converse about is the dance."

"Right," Grodd stated blandly, jotting in all the words. "If we're going for the surprise angle, then we'd better not ask Harley to plan the event. That girl's tongue is looser than a kamikaze tank."

"You're right. Hire in a professional team and instruct them to handle everything discreetly," Waller agreed. "Make sure they're not seen, especially by Supergirl or Miss Martian."

"Cover it up by saying we're doing renovations on the hall," Wildcat advised.

Waller nodded at him and gestured to Grodd to put it in writing. As he finished up, she turned to her fellow staff. "Alright, meeting adjourned, and not a word to the students until the announcement on Friday morning."

"Monday night," Gordon acknowledged the current time and day. "Just three days to worry, and then a day full of dread."

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Contrary to Gordon's expectations, the so-called three days of worry passed by quickly. When it was put up on the community noticeboards on Tuesday morning that the memorial hall was undergoing renovations and would not be available to hire for over a week, noone batted an eye. Harley got curious and repeatedly, in her crazy and unpredictable way, asked Grodd what kind of renovations were the renovations.

Wednesday brought with it an even greater threat to keeping the surprise intact as Beast Boy took to his own curiosity and tried to explore the hall while transformed as a mouse. Surprisingly, Red Tornado was the one to put a stop to it, catching the green mouse by the tail. Before the android could question or scold the teenager, the rodent dangling between his steel thumb and forefinger disappeared in a flash of black light. Anyone who was present realised what had happened, especially Wonder Woman who noticed the hem of a midnight blue cloak whipping hurriedly around the corner out of sight. Raven had been there to save Beast Boy's hide again.

After hearing of her green-skinned troublemaking rival's daring escapade, Harley was more determined than ever to see what the renovations were and rose from bed early on Thursday morning to seek Ivy's help in getting inside. She was left downhearted when the floral advocate turned her down, bringing up their unresolved argument from Monday. Stung by the rejection, Harley left Ivy's greenhouse in tears. Katana, passing by, saw Ivy in the process of shedding tears as well and decided to go in for answers.

When Friday dawned, Harley appeared to be in better spirits. As students started to fill the halls on the way for breakfast, a muffled yet high-pitched scream was heard coming from her dormroom. Hawkgirl, through her ongoing duty as hall monitor, and Cheetah, through her rivalry with the screamer in question, knew precisely what it indicated. Sure enough, Wonder Woman emerged from the room, an empty pie plate taped to the front of her face. Written on the tin surface, in alternating pink and yellow letters encircled around a sketch drawing of the Amazonian's features, were the words "Wondy-Pie".

Hawkgirl groaned. Cheetah broke out in laughter. Their suspicions had proved correct. Harley Quinn had, without fail, just played her routine wakeup prank on Wonder Woman.

For the rest of the students and all the teachers, it was practically an ordinary start to the day. Breakfast notice was rung throughout the corridors and grounds; the special of the day was Belgian waffles. Cyborg crowed in triumph all the way to the cafeteria. Everyone ate and drank without incident. Again, this was normally how things went at Super Hero High.

It was in first period that hopes for a nice beginning were regularly thrown to the wayside, but by some strange, amazing reason, nothing happened. For the first time that any of the students could recall, every part of the schedule for every class that session was carried out uneventfully. A few of them exhaled in relief, allowing themselves to believe nothing was going to disrupt the lesson and were glad to have some interrupted peace for a change. Others, like Cheetah, grumbled about not being given the chance to save the day themselves but were happy to see that three certain students did not get the opportunity to show off again. Some behaved as they always had; in Etrigan's class in particular, Beast Boy was dozing fitfully at his desk, transitioning between a variety of animal forms as he slept. But the majorly shared reaction was a collected, averaged-out level of curiosity. In Crazy Quilt's classroom, after having freed herself from Harley's pie plate at breakfast, Wonder Woman exchanged questioning glances with Supergirl, the both of them wondering if the unnatural quiet was a front for an imminent attack from supervillains.

But then, as the unbelievably serene first lesson of the day for everyone wound to a close, the inexplicable change to the timetable came about. Ten minutes before the bell rang to signal first recess, Principal Waller's voice made itself heard across the school via the public-address system.

"Ahem. Good morning, students. I trust you've all had a pleasant morning so far," the principal began, pausing briefly before going on. "A special assembly has been organised and will be held at the end of your current lesson where an important announcement will be given by Vice Principal Grodd and myself. Attendance is mandatory, so when the bell rings, do not go straight to recess and kindly go outside the front of the school. Anyone who disregards this message will immediately regret it."

In each and every room as Waller finished speaking, conversations buzzed into life throughout the students. Their curiosity rising to a peak, they issued their thoughts aloud to one another. Cheetah boasted proudly that she was going to defy the order and go to recess; noone listened to her, choosing instead to gabble on about the surprise assembly, and she sat back in her chair with an infuriated huff. Bumblebee suggested shrinking down to her insectlike size to sneak into Waller's office and discover what the assembly was about; this, Crazy Quilt managed to hear clearly over the din and he threatened her with a week's worth of detentions if she dared to try it. With a gulp audible only to Supergirl's ears, she fell quiet.

The short remainder of the time left before the assembly evaporated rapidly and the bell's shrill ring echoed through the building. Hawkgirl moved to jostle Beast Boy awake, only to shockingly find him already up and alert since the moment Waller began delivering her message. Altogether the doors of the classrooms opened in unison and the student filed out slowly, heading towards the main entrance.

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