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fandomhigh2007-02-08 02:32 am
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Science! Thursday, Period 7
Oh yes. It was once again time for Hikaru to teach the class in place of Ms. Frizzle.
“Once again, the Frizz is out today.” Hikaru sat on her desk, chin raised at the assembled class. “But we get to do something a lot less complicated today. We’re making balloon cars.” He started tossing empty milk cartons at people, so hoping one would smack Turtle in the head on its way through the air. “The handouts say you only need half of one of these… so find a partner or something and make them.” He hops of the desk, waving his hand dismissively at everyone. This weeks lesson wasn’t all that exciting, so he couldn’t really come up with anything too strange to do with it.
“Of course, if you’d like to propel your car with something much better than air…” He grinned. “I totally snagged some extra supplies.” And with that, he left the front of the class to go play with the vinegar, baking soda, coke, and mentos he’d grabbed on the way to class.
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“Once again, the Frizz is out today.” Hikaru sat on her desk, chin raised at the assembled class. “But we get to do something a lot less complicated today. We’re making balloon cars.” He started tossing empty milk cartons at people, so hoping one would smack Turtle in the head on its way through the air. “The handouts say you only need half of one of these… so find a partner or something and make them.” He hops of the desk, waving his hand dismissively at everyone. This weeks lesson wasn’t all that exciting, so he couldn’t really come up with anything too strange to do with it.
“Of course, if you’d like to propel your car with something much better than air…” He grinned. “I totally snagged some extra supplies.” And with that, he left the front of the class to go play with the vinegar, baking soda, coke, and mentos he’d grabbed on the way to class.
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"Thank you, thank you. I'm here every Thursday."
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This, of course, didn't happen.
"Oh, bugger..."
[OOC: And now I dart off to work, woe. No nets there!]