Dirk is annoyed. Not only did he actually have to get up, this Chief lady seems to expect him to actually go to school, for real. He wondered if she was joking, but nope. Add to that the glass armed goof that came by and nudged him with a gift of flowers because he thought the lump under the blanket might be his girlfriend, and it's been weird. What the fuck do trolls want anyway? They don't seem to take any joy in rending, cutting loose, and scaring others. What's the point of all that muscle if they always hold it in check? The food is good, but he could tell folks didn't like how he ate. But then, after sluagh, caps have the second worse eating to watch. 'Keep your mouth closed while you chew' is almost impossible for a redcap, and unnatural. Still, there's the cat, even uglier than him. He likes that cat, not that he dares tell anyohne or they'll call him a sissycap. The dogboy likes her too. Which means the little yapper probably shouldn't be punted. So he sits in class gnawing on a pencil hoping this stupid class ends.