Two hands immediately shot up inside the classroom. Power Girl saw that it was the other blonde with shoulder-length hair in front of her and her that wanted to challenge this pig before them.
“Whoa,” Cizko laughed and looked back and forth between Power Girl and Captain Marvel, “Am I seeing double here?”
The crude man looked down at his desk for the class list and barked out another laugh, “Karen Starr and Carol Danvers. Hell, even your names are a little similar. So what’s with the two of you stupid bitches having short hair? Ever been mistaken for men?”
“No. Have you?” Karen Starr wanted to say, but nothing came out.
Instead, she continued to stare straight ahead with her hand held high. A look of pure panic came over her face. The heroine wanted to get up and punch the rude teacher in the jaw, but she found she couldn’t move. All she could do was fidget slightly in her seat. Looking up, she saw Carol trying to do the same.
“Well, at least Power Girl wants to let the world know that she’s a girl. And with a set of honkers like that!” the warped teacher continued. It was clear he was enjoying himself, and every now and then Power Girl could hear small femine laughter from behind her. Who would be going along with this demented little show?
“Now, who to call on to prove my point? Let’s see. The tittie bitch or Eenie, meenie, miney, mo. Grab the ass of a stupid ho,” Cizko laughed, and pointed back and forth between Karen and Carol. Finally, his finger pointed directly at Karen and he flashed a sleazy grin at her, “Alright, big tits. What do you have to say?”
“Women aren’t inferior, asshole. We should be treated as equals to men,” Karen finally was able to say. The Kryptonian heroine that could lift a tank with ease felt like it had taken everything of her just to say this one defiant statement.
Cizko nearly doubled over in laughter at what Power Girl said, and then, trying to calm himself, put out a challenge.
“Alright, you stupid bitch. Let’s play a little game to prove my point. Here’s my briefcase,” Cizko said, picking up his briefcase that he had slammed down on the table earlier that got the class’s attention, “See how easy it is for me to pick up? Why don’t you wiggle that fine, fine ass up here and try to pick it up if you think women and men should be equals?”
Suddenly, Power Girl stood up and was able to walk up to the desk. She stood next to the leering Edgar Cizko and frowned in disapproving at the incredibly rude villain. She shook her head and thought how absurd it was that she had to prove that she could pick up a simple briefcase. She knew that she was without her powers and that this place was somehow controlling her, but surely she could pick up a briefcase.
Karen reached out and gripped it by the handle and tried to lift it off the desk. Her eyes grew as wide as saucers and she looked down in utter horror when it wouldn’t budge. She used all of her strength, but it remained practically glued to the desk. Power Girl’s head swam at how utterly powerless she felt and she barely heard the mocking, joyous laughter of Edgar Cizko filling the room.
Suddenly, without warning, Captain Marvel shot out of her seat and ran up to Cizko. For a second, a cowardly look filled his suddenly serious face and he saw his life flash across his eyes. He thought something had gone wrong in this whole system that Diana Prince had set up, and closed his eyes, waiting for the heroine known throughout the galaxy as Captain Marvel to lay the killing blow.
But nothing happened.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw Carol try her hardest to lift the briefcase. A slow smile filled his face and once more he burst out in a fit of joyous laughter.
“See! What did I tell you?” Cizko howled, “The two most powerful bitches in class can’t even lift my briefcase! And do you know why? Listen up! Here is your first of many lessons.”
The diminutive villain/teacher swatted both Karen Starr and Carol Danvers away by their asses and the two defeated women slowly made their way back to their desks. Some of their fellow heroines shot them concerned and understanding looks, while others looked at them in defeat and then their eyes drifted upwards to be taught their first lesson.
“Those two bitches couldn’t lift my briefcase because it was the property of a man!” Cizko declared.