fandomhigh | Folklore and Fact: Mystical Artifacts, Week 8

If Sakura noticed anything amiss about some of her students today, she didn't bat an eye, instead directing their attention to the display screens, which featured a small ornamented mallet and a round board covered with Chinese trigrams. Not, perhaps, coincidentally, there were two lockboxes on the table.

"It's been my experience," she noted dryly, "that teenagers are even less inclined than usual to devote attention to their studies the week after a holiday. It would be a less than efficient use of my time to try and make you all pay attention today. So instead, you'll be examining a relatively harmless artifact: Uchide's Mallet, or the Mallet of Luck. It's the basis for the tale of the One-Inch Boy, and is said to grant its holder's wishes when swung, although its more common and obvious feature is the ability to make its wielder grow."

"Why is this dangerous?" asked Sakura, shrugging one shoulder. "You shouldn't have too much trouble imagining the kind of damage a rampaging fifty-foot creature can do."

She passed a stack of handouts around the room and continued, "The other object you'll be examining today is the Dragon Eye Compass Board, which uses the Chinese practice of Feng Shui to alter the luck of the people around you for good or ill. Please take a moment to read the handout and write a brief essay listing three ways you could use something like this to change your own fortunes. Once you've turned that in, you may come up and examine the Mallet."

[OOC: Speaking of less than efficient, that would be the way my brain is working this week, augh. Thus the incredibly short class post. OCD is up, and further details in the appropriate subthreads. Class Info Post here.]

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"A little, yeah. I was worried that maybe I'd done something and it was just me." Sam looked Dean up and down slowly. "This is so weird."

"Yeah, but what else is new?" Dean asked with a shrug. "It's Fandom. And it could be worse."

"That's what Dawn said too. And I guess you're right," Sam said. "At least we look like relatively normal girls."

Dean grinned. "The word you're lookng for Sammy, is hot."

Sam gave Dean a dirty look. "You don't honestly expect me to tell you that you're hot, do you?"

Dean shrugged. "Doesn't matter. I know that I am. If nothing else, Alec still looks like me and he's hot as a girl so...."

"I am begging you to not finish that sentence," Sam said quickly. "I shouldn't be surprised that you're both still attracted to each other, even now."

"Why wouldn't we be?" Dean asked, seeming honestly puzzled.

"Because you're not you," Sam replied. "I guess it's a little different for you guys than most people though, since you like girls too."

"You telling me you wouldn't still like Dawn if she woke up a boy?"

"Of course I'd still like her. But I wouldn't want to make out with her or anything," Sam replied.

"No? You sure about that?" Dean pressed.

"Of course I'm sure! I don't have the same-sex desires that you have, whether you want to believe that or not. Are you saying you think Dawn should want to make out with me while I look like this?"

"Well, what if we were stuck like this? You'd just give up your relationship with Dawn?" Dean asked curiously.

Sam frowned. He hadn't honestly thought about that possibility. "I guess I'd have to," he said.

Dean stared at him. "You're serious. You'd give up Dawn just because a change in plumbing?"

"Well I wouldn't have much of a choice, Dean. She doesn't like girls like that," Sam replied. "I wouldn't make her stay with me, that would be cruel."

"What if she got turned into a boy? Would you leave her then?"

"Not unless she wanted me to," Sam replied easily. "But I still wouldn't do anything physical with her," he added.

Dean shook his head and shrugged. "Your loss."

"So you're saying that if you were in my shoes, you wouldn't let Dawn go?" Sam asked. "You'd try to make her stay with you, even if she wasn't attracted to you, and you knew you could never do anything sexual with her again?"

"I'm saying I'd try to make it work before dumping her," Dean said.

"I wouldn't dump her, I'd let her dump me," Sam explained.

Dean shook his head. "I don't think she would."

Sam rolled his eyes. "That's because you believe that deep down, everyone is willing to be with someone who's the same sex. Which is noble, I suppose, but not actually true."

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