fandomhigh | Detention - Saturday, May 19

When the students enter the Danger Shop for detention, they'll notice two very different things. One, it's snowing. Yes, snow is falling all around the Danger Shop. Two? Fraser's in long john's. It's probably the least amount of clothing he's ever worn during his time at Fandom High ~~and thank you canon for the icons~~. Of course, they're red.

Even with snow falling, the temperature isn't freezing. It's cold but not freezing. There's a list of names on the board.

~~Alec~~
~~Seely Booth~~
~~Hamlet Dane Jr.~~
~~Jude Lizowski~~
~~Michelangelo~~
~~Rikku~~
~~Johnny Storm~~
~~Dawn Summers~~

Fraser nodded a greeting as everyone filed in. "Please sign in and take your seats. Since the majority of you are here do to some form of naked mutiny, I think we can start by giving you the choice of serving this detention fully clothed or...in the same sense as myself. It's going to be snowing the entire time though."

He paused for a moment. "Today? You'll be saving Canada from four very different foes. On the outside, they appear normal, everyday people or things. You will have to judge, examine and defeat. If you fail, Canada will fall and that will be on your mind. If you succeed, you will have succeeded in saving one of the most beautiful countries on the planet."

It began snowing harder. Fraser, if anything, looked gleeful. "Visitors will be allowed during lunch and only during lunch. So, if you're ready, we'll begin."

[~~Please waaaaaaait for the OCD~~ Go!]

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Piece of cake.

Johnny made his way to her, not minding the snow in the least, and smiled down at her, "Would you allow me in assisting you across the street, ma'am?"

"What's so special that I gotta cross a street for?" she asked Johnny.

"...you looked like you were waiting to cross the street. I just assumed?"

"What have I told you about assumptions, Morton?" It was possibly the little old lady was a little forgetful.

Aw, the poor little old lady was confused. Johnny wasn't going to correct her. "Not to make them?"

"...right." She didn't think he'd get that right. "What's across the street anyway?"

"The other side." he said, looking down at her. "And I think maybe someone is waiting for you over there."

"Oh." She squinted across the street. "Is it...my Milk of Magnesia?"

"Quite possibly, yes," he was doing his best to keep from laughing. "You probably should have taken it already, with breakfast."

"I'm forgetful sometimes," she admitted. "Did you take yours?"

"It's okay, we all are forgetful sometimes." he assured her with a smile. "Um, no. I don't need it. But I did take my vitamins."

"You're not constipated?"

Johnny blinked, "Uh. No. Do you like pie?"

"What kind of pie are we talking?"

"Your favorite, naturally."

"Peach cobbler with beets?"

"Oh, that's yucky!"

She scowled and said, "HI YA!" And now the old lady was a ninja.

Yep.

Johnny jumped back, clearly befuddled. "I like peach cobbler!"

"Will you make me some?" the old lady asked.

"Sure. Everything I need though, is over there," he pointed across the street. "So you got to come with me, over there, so I can make it for you."

"Will you sing to me while doing it?" Maybe she just needed some love.

Johnny sighed, "All right, but you got to take my arm first, and we've got to get going. I don't want the peach cobbler to be late."

Wanting her peach cobbler, she took his arm. "Very well. Lead the way, Casanova."

Relieved, Johnny began to escort her across the street. And he would certainly stall about singing.

"Do you have a cat?" All old lady's have a cat.

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