fandomhigh | Detention: Saturday, May 26

Jerry Sizzler and his sister, Jerry Sizzler, found their way to the Danger Room bright and early Saturday morning. They discovered the control panel and began pushing all sorts of buttons, and giggling like ... well. Like two clearly insane people, that's what.

There was a sign-up sheet near detention that was probably posted by someone not them, as it was coherent and legible.

~~Jim Ellison~~
~~Hermione Granger~~
Keladry of Mindelan
~~Sokka~~
~~Sam Winchester~~

When the students entered detention, they would probably notice that nearly the entire room was a rather bright shade of teal. Except for the slices of ham suspended from the ceiling. And the cube over in the corner that kept turning into a sphere, and back again, which was more of a reddish-pink. Along the back wall were two-foot-high letters wrapped in tinfoil, reading: SHINY. And every thirty seconds, a large drop of water fell from the center of the ceiling and landed on the floor, where it turned into a fish.

"Welcome to detention, pricks," said one Jerry.

"Yooooou have detention, you all have deteeeeeeeeention," sang the other, shimmying around.

"You have broken the rules and must be punished."

"Yes! For that is how we do things here in West Greenway!"

"We have programmed this room to take you to your complete and utter doom!"

"None will escape alive! None of you!"

"Except of course for you." Jerry pointed at one student randomly.

"Yes, of course. The Chosen One." The other Jerry nodded.

Both bowed.

"Now! Enter our pit of fighting and doom! Do it or die, you prrrrrrrrricks!"

Both Jerries laughed evilly. More crazily than evilly, really.

Welcome to Detention ... with the Jerries.

(~~You know the drill, babies, the OCD's a-comin'~~ It's up. Detention is now in session.)

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"You bought me a present? Well why didn't you say so?!" Her head was ducking around crazily again. "Well what is it? Why didn't you tell me sooner, yeah? Well go on and tell me!"

"It's, uh..." Sokka's eyes followed her head-bobs, and he momentarily forgot what he was saying as he started to get motion-sick.

"It's... ICE CREAM! Yes! It's ice cream, and I have to go get it before it melts!"

"That's a pretty dumb gift," she informed him with more head-bobbing. "Why'd you leave it down there, then, yeah? Besides I only eat gravel and grubs. Gravel and grubs, gravel and grubs, I love my gravel and grubs."

Sokka backed away slowly. "Yeah... Uh-huh. Yeah. It's, uh. Gravel and grub ice cream. I got it just for you."

He put a few pieces of furniture between him and her, and tried to leer. "Why don't you come over here, away from the door?"

"Oh, I didn't know they made that. I'll have to get some. Next time I'm in the store. You know they don't like it when I go into the store. People are mean." She jerked her head around a few times. "Ohhhhhhh. I see how you are. Wanna get right to it, yeah? Me too. I hate paying for it. You're kinda small but you're okay with me."

She made her way over to him in what she imagined was a seductive manner, with touch steps and all.

Sokka waited until she was close enough, leering at her the whole time, and then bolted for the door.

"Get back here!" She ran to the door but chicken ladies can't run nearly as fast as teenagers who are desperate not to lose their virginities to chicken ladies. Hadn't she learned that enough in high school?

Rats. This meant paying for it.

Detention: Saturday, May 26

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