stops upon entering the class, for the first time mind you, eyes widening as he sees the football on the screen. He could live with this...

fairl comfortably. 'As long as it's anyone but England,' he replies

*explains, seating himself down to watch it with the teacher.

going to tell the student off for interrupting his viewing but at hearing his words and accents he figures he'll let this one in. He passes_

him a bottle of beer figuring the Scot wouldn't tell on him. 'Good moral to live by.'

getting more and more weirded out by his teachers and their lack of morals, not that he's complaining. 'The only morals a Scot should have_

during the Euro.'

doesn't see the point in keeping up with rules he doesn't agree with. 'You invented that 'We Support Any Team But England' saying, right?_

I'm pretty sure I've got a t-shirt with that on it...' He nudges him. 'Got to support yer Celtic brothers.'

nods, 'Aye... the Scottish did. Sorely pissed off the English.' He gives the other a grin, 'Always our Celtic Brothers over England.' He_

holds up his can for a toast. 'To Anyone but the wet blankets named 'The English.'

cheers. 'Hear-hear!' He toasts too. 'Of course, if there's any English pupils under my care I need to be purely neutral.' He smirks,_

showing he does no such thing.

snorts, 'Poor old sods. I'm sure they'll live through it.'\

shrugs, not confirming or denying.He rises in excitement as an Irish goal is scored. 'FECK-Yes!' He cheers, slapping the Scot on the back.

looks amused, taking a sip of his beer. 'Congrats mate.'