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Detention, April 28th, The Danger Shop

The Tick opened up the Danger Shop - which looked like a city rooftop - bright and early and put up a signup sheet.

Katara
Rikku
Sokka
Dick Casablancas
Marco Conrad
Annette Hargrove
Jo Harvelle
Molly Hayes
Charlie Kawalsky
Billy Kessler
Cameron Mitchell
Summer Roberts
Jaye Tyler
Naomi Wildman
Layla Williams

"Huh," The Tick said as students started to filter in. "Well, a rooftop is no place for children. Let's see..." The Tick started to poke at buttons until he recalled the same playground setting that was used just about this time last year. "That's better! Let's have a good, fun detention! SPOOON!"

[OOC: Detention will only take place through lunchtime because Tick won't punish a bunch of little kids unless they send a crazed cyborg dog on him. There will be an afternoon Danger Playground in Dorms later on.

And don't worry about the standard thing about playing elsewhere. Just make sure it's not set for morning. IT'S WEETINY, DAMMIT!]

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"Ow!" Zuko jumped back. Besides looking wet, he looked very much affronted and scowled at Sokka. "Stupid water tribe!" he glared.

"Stupid Fire Nation! I hate you!" Sokka blew a raspberry at Zuko, and then smiled grabbed him by the arm. "Where've you BEEN? I looked for you ALL OVER this morning with Mr. Momohead but I couldn't FIND YOU! And now Mr. Momohead's back in his CAGE and you're HERE!"

Watertribe? As crazy as girls.

"I took Mel to go eat," Zuko said, obviously confused. "Who's Momohead and why were you looking for me?"

"MISTER Momohead. His name's really Momo Junior but I'm callin' him MISTER MOMOHEAD today 'cause he totally is." Sokka puffed his chest out, pleased with himself. "And I was LOOKING for you a'cause you're a MEANIEHEAD and I need to get a'VENGE. An' I did and now we can play guards and robbers?"

"I'm not mean!" Zuko protested, not sure if he wanted to play with someone who called him mean. Plus, his shirt was still wet.

"Yes you are, an' that's why you get to be the robbers, and I'm the guards!" Sokka pulled Zuko forward. "Come on! You need a mask and I need a sword and then you stand over there and pretend to rob a cabbage vendor, 'kay?"

"I'm a prince! I don't rob vendors!" Zuko protested as he was tugged along. "And I want a sword too!"

Sokka picked up two sticks off the ground and handed one to Zuko.

"Okay. Then you can be the eeevil prince come to take TAXES" -- Sokka made wiggly motions with his fingers, to indicate how evil taxes are -- "and I'll be the hero and rescue him from your evil taxes!"

He took a step back, and then shouted "HA!" and swung his stick at Zuko's head.

"I'm not evil!" Zuko protested, but swords were fun. Even if this was a stick and he blocked Sokka's attack and quickly tried to hit Sokka.

... And hit him he did.

"Hey, no fair! I wasn't ready yet!" Sokka protested, rubbing his shoulder. "'sides, I get a handicap 'cause your better with swords!" He swung the stick at Zuko again, this time WITHOUT shouting "Ha!".

"Yes, you were!" Zuko argued and the lack of warning meant that he got hit on the arm. Frowning, this aimed for Sokka's stick instead of for the boy.

Zuko's stick hit Sokka's, and then Sokka pulled his stick back and swung it around again, trying to hit Zuko's stick again. "Ha HA!" he shouted, overdramatically.

That was better and Zuko was grinning as he hit Sokka's stick back. "You won't stop me!" he shouted, forgetting his earlier protests against not wanting to be evil.

Sokka hit Zuko's stick again, getting a rhythm going.

"You'll never get away with this!" he shouted. "I won't let you steal the taxes!"

"I will," Zuko tried to press forward, quite possibly forgetting that bad guys had to lose. "And then I'll buy all the chocolate on the island!"

Sokka lets himself be pushed backwards a bit, then presses forward himself. "NUH-UH! You don't get the chocolate! Not allowed!"

"Yes, it is!" Zuko tried to hit Sokka's stick a little faster. "I'm a prince, I can get all the chocolate I want! It's in the rules!"

"Not MY chocolate!" Sokka insists. "Not until I beat you at swords!"

"No one beats me!" Zuko shouted dramatically.

"I DO!" Sokka shouted. Dropping his stick, he pounced at Zuko, trying to tackle him.

Zuko eeped, but couldn't do much of anything as he hit the ground. He wasn't going to be outdone by a watertribe however and tried to wrestle Sokka off of him.

Of course, you know what they say, it's all fun and games until...

Sokka clonked his head on a rock and started crying.

It obviously wasn't Zuko's day as people kept getting hurt around him and he was flailing again.

"Sokka?" he asked worried, carefully touching his shoulder as if he was scared he'd hurt there too. "You okay?"

"Mmm-hmm." Sokka nodded and wiped away the tears. There was only a LITTLE blood. "'m fine. Need pizza to make it all better."

Zuko was pretty sure blood wasn't a good thing, but he didn't know what you had to do about it either. Wanting to do *something* however, he quickly got to his feet and ran off only to return a little while later with some pizza.

"Here," he said, holding out the slice.

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