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fandomhigh2006-11-08 12:16 pm
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World Religions, Wednesday, 2nd Period [11/8]
Cally had pulled down a screen in front of the classroom, and was manning a projector in the back of the classroom.
"Mister Reverend Custer couldn't be here today," Cally said. "So he had me get some stuff for us to watch before he talks on Christianity next week. Don't forget to sign in, and try not to snore too loudly."
Cally then dimmed the lights and played two short features. Episodes ofwhatever the meta is for Moral Orel and Davey and Goliath.
It was a movie day, yay!
"Mister Reverend Custer couldn't be here today," Cally said. "So he had me get some stuff for us to watch before he talks on Christianity next week. Don't forget to sign in, and try not to snore too loudly."
Cally then dimmed the lights and played two short features. Episodes of
It was a movie day, yay!

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Subtlely.
Yes.
Of course, getting air-popped corn to fit uniformly into a blow-gun was troublesome, so she just started throwing them at him again.
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So he tried flicking instead of throwing. A little difficult with the big-hand to small-kernal ratio and the angle at which they were sitting from each other. God only knew where his attempts ended up....
Back to square one.
Toss!
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That worked pretty well. . . .
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Which was really hard when she was wanting to giggle.
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While aiming a popcorn kernal at Cally's forehead with the slingshot.
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Her facade was in desperate danger of cracking.
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A rubber band sling shot would be hard to beat. Chad looked around quickly as he took the brunt of the assault, trying to spot something to spark his inspiration.
...Inspiration wasn't sparking. So he snatched up a nearby book and tossed that, sneaky-like, over his shoulder. Not intenting to hit her, just to surprise the crap out of her. Because, really, who threw a book?
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That meant war.
She started adding un-popped kernals to her arsenal.
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He shot some back at her in between carefully, quietly, tearing a page from his notebook and slipping his pencil through two of the holes, then lifting up the makeshift white flag of surrender and waving it a bit.
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[ooc: mod ridiculous terms at will]
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Finally, he scribbled out a reply, crumpled it up, and lobbed it back:
Okay. All except the part about ballet and pink on Tuesdays.
...Any respectable man wears pink on Thursday, never a Tuesday. Duh.
And are frogs an acceptable substitute for the toad clause?
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Fine, fine, pink on Thursdays, then. Along with the rabbit ears.
And no on the frogs. Must be toads or ceasefire is off.
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Frogs he could do.
Toads were a lot tougher.
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If nothing else, seeing the enormously tall boy wearing pink and rabbit ears would be quite fun.
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