fandomhigh | Science! (Thursday, Period 7)

"Good afternoon, children!" Ms Frizzle trilled as she flounced into the room. "School is almost over! Isn't that upsetting? I don't know what I'll do with myself!"

She bounced and posed. "And you know what that means! It's almost time for our science fair, I'm so excited! You can work alone or with a partner to prepare an exhibit on some aspect of science! I'm sure you'll all come up with some wonderful -"

The Friz was interrupted by a loud sneeze.

She blinked and continued. "- wonderful ideas for -"

And another sneeze.

"Valentine! Are you alright?"

He sniffled and shook his head. "Sorry, Ms Frizzle, I just -" Another sneeze.

The Friz clapped her hands together. "I have the most wonderful idea for a field trip! Valentine, open your mouth and say 'Ahhh'! Everyone else - to the bus!"

[[I realise this is about, oh, six hours late. My schedule has been totally thrown off by the end of classes, an oral exam, and the copious amounts of alcohol I imbibed last night. OCD ~~coming~~ up and I'm so sorry. Valentine modded with permission. Play away, post is open for a few days.]]

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In collapsey style!

Cindy Mackenzie!

Lucas Wolenczak

Sokka!

Valentine. Obviously.

Nova

Alphonse Elric

Hikaru Hitachiin

The bus jumped into the air, spun around a few times, made it back through the window, and parked for a moment on Valentine's tongue. The headlights switched on and the bus trundled forward. "Hang on, children," Ms Frizzle said calmly as they passed the epiglottis and abruptly began travelling directly downwards. "We are now in the esophagus," she announced, "The first stop of the gastrointenstinal tract (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gastrointestinal_tract)." She began pointing out various features and functions as they travelled downwards, eventually reaching the stomach. The bus didn't seem too fazed as it began to resemble more of a submarine. "And here we are in the stomach," Ms Frizzle said, still looking completely unconcerned. She continued to lecture, until she reached the bit about digestion.

"This is possibly the most disgusting field trip I've ever been on."

"Wonderful!"

Lucas managed a small twitch of his lips that could have been either a smile or a grimace.

"More disgusting than when we were eaten by a fish?"

He had to think about that. "No, but only because if we were stuck in the digestive system of a fish it'd be a whole lot more cramped in here."

"Trust me. Fish guts are icky." Sokka looks like he really knows what he's talking about.

Nova was more than a little concerned by the fact that he could see everything Valentine had eaten. He was possibly preparing to look away.

Alphonse found it really difficult to disagree that this was, in fact, kind of gross. And possibly extremely weirded out they were roaming around inside a classmate, of all things.

So if anyone noticed him making a variety of strange faces, that was the most likely reason why.

"Whoops, I don't think we want our field trip to end quite this way," she said as they were swept into the large intestine. "Time for a change of location." She hit a button on the dashboard and the bus shrank even further, squeezing through a small pore in the wall. Students will notice the diving gear, complete with flippers, that they are all now wearing. "We have now entered the blood stream (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Circulatory_system). Everyone out."

Ms Frizzle continued speaking as they swam through the circulatory system and explored the heart. She drew particular attention to the white blood cells they passed and the virus that was causing Valentine's sniffles.

Lucas eyed the gear warily. She seriously wanted them to dive in blood? There were all kinds of potentially life-threatening infections they could be exposed to, not to mention it was just gross.

He mentally stopped himself. Nothing else in this class had made sense ~~as much as the mun has loved it to bits~~. He had to just accept that Professor Frizzle wouldn't put them in any danger. After all, it was entirely possible that this was just a simulation and he hadn't figured out the technology yet.

With that thought in mind and a pout on his face, Lucas adjusted his diving gear and checked his air gauge. This part, at least, he was used to.

Sokka grabbed an extra air tank on the way out and swam after the virus in order to try to bash its brains out.

Nova let himself drift through the bloodstream, letting the current take him where it would.

Ms Frizzle hopped off a speeding bloodcell as it was oxygenated and back onto the bus, which swiftly collected everyone else. "Here we are, class, in the lungs." And thus began the short talk on the respiratory system (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Respiratory_system).

"They're squishier than I thought."

"Heh heh heh. Squishy."

When they had explored the lungs, Liz leaned up and tugged on Ms Frizzle's arm, gesturing for a moment. "Oh no! Looks like we're almost out of time. Alright, children. Although usually matter moves downwards through the esophagus and windpipe, there are two natural exceptions. Luckily for us, Valentine is displaying one of the less unpleasant of the two. Hold on -"

"ACHOO!"

Valentine sneezed out a full-sized schoolbus full of people.

"BOOOOOOYAAAH!"

"Oh yeah. Disgusting."

Valentine stared at the bus.
And he tilted his head to the side.
And he stared some more.
"That was one of the most satisfying sneezes I've had in a long while," he decided at last.

A mickey and a half, four shots, and two beer isn't a lot, right? Right?

. . . right?

Not for me!

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