My Hero!

It's another lovely early morning in Music 110 at Wake Tech. The sleepy students all moan and groan in their uncomfortable seating as the florescent light in the far right corner in the back of the room flickers occasionally, disturbing any hope of Jessica paying attention to what is being said. Thankfully, role call has just ended. Jessica wonders why her next-door-neighbor Scotty, who left before her, hasn't arrived yet. The air conditioner buzzes on, and Professor Honeycutt rumages madly around in his special Cabinet for the Holding of Various Items.

"Oh, no," Professor Honeycutt grunts. "I do believe someone has stolen our whiteboard markers!"

"Oh my, whatever shall we do?" some students cry out in panic.

Before they had finished their exclaimations of despair and complete loss of hope, Professor Honeycutt rips off his blouse and slacks. There stands the most glorious Super Honeycutt in front of the class; Jessica's eyes well up with emotion, her heart full of gratitude and admiration. Super Honecutt, in his dark brown spandex uniform and light brown cape, starts valiantly for the door.
"I'll be back!" he calls out to his students as they look on in awe. "Away, away!" After pausing for dramatic emphasis, Super Honeycutt dashes out the door, jingling his keys to his office in his hands. Super Honeycutt has gone to save the day again!

Can he recover the missing whiteboard markers? A few moments later he returns--with a single black marker. The students wait in anticipation--will the marker work? There's a high probability it may be dried out. Oh, how horrible that would be! Surely no one--especially Jessica--will ever understand musical notation without the use of visual aid!

With a soft squeak, Super Honeycutt tests the marker on the white board. It works!

The class applauds whole-heartedly, despite their grogginess, Scotty comes in late, thinking the applause is for him, and Jessica writes down in her notebook: "Super Honeycutt has averted a world crisis once again!"