To say Atton wasn't in the mood to teach would be a colossal understatement, but unfortunately, it wasn't the kind of thing he could bail on.

So when they arrived in the Danger Shop, it would be to a large simulation of a beach front. Clear sky, nothing but sand and sea for miles... except for the tables sitting in front of Atton. One had thick black jumpsuits laid out over it. The other had...

"Water balloons," Atton said. "Okay, this is stretching the class a little, but let's face it, none of you are going to be paying attention anyway. Put on the jumpsuit over your clothes so we don't get any shenanigans with clinging t-shirts--" because he knew you people. He knew you people. "--Then grab some water balloons. Then, you can engage in mortal water balloon combat with each other."

Beat.

"That's it. Go!"