She doesn't care, just wants to Rocketgirl

Ms Jansen turned to walk away. She looked down at her hand, tingling from slapping Rocketgirl. Her anger at the superheroine cooled with the thrill she got from that slap.

She smiled. She had an idea.

Whirling around to face Rocketgirl, she said, "On second thought, who gives a shit? Why waste your time and mine trying to make Rocketgirl babies when it would be so much easier to just **** you? Not to mention more fun."

She swiftly pressed down on Rocketgirl's larynx, waiting patiently as she watched the heroine's eyes bulge, her skin whiten, heard a couple of soft gurgles, then saw Rocketgirl pass out. Time to prepare the **** heroine for her ****.