Tuesday, June 5th - Period 3 - Advanced Beginner's Guide to watching the Jerries be crazy

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This week, the Activities Area was set up differently. There were easels set in a circle around the room. In the center was a mattress with a few pillows on it.

"Welcome!" cried one Jerry.

"Welcome, tax accountants and Frisbee Olympic stars!"

"We have no bowling shoes for you this week!"

"No! Because this week, we feel it is time that we get serious about our art."

Both Jerries nodded solemnly. "But only if you are mature enough to handle it, Jerry! There will be no childish giggling in here! Or we shall send you right out!"

"There will be no rotary chickens here! For this week, we are sketching ..."

"The NUDE!"

"Behold!" Both Jerries wave their hands to the mattress triumphantly. The empty mattress.

"And now begin!"

"Jerry, wait!" One Jerry gasped. "Our model has been stolen!"

"The donkeys stole our model!?"

"Our model has drowned the donkeys!?"

"Our model is still in the closet!"

"Ah, yes." Jerry ran over to a closet and appeared to be involved in a deep conversation with its inhabitant. "She wants a raise, Jerry."

"Fine, fine," said the other Jerry dismissively. "She's paid until Thursday anyway, tell her we shall pay an extra can of sardines and she can borrow the hairdryer."

"Jerry," said one Jerry sternly. "We have no hairdryer."

"Jerry!" The other Jerry waved frantically. "She doesn't need to know that!"

"Ahhhhh. Very smart, Jerry!"

"Thank you!" And the Jerry by the mattress bowed while the other Jerry dragged their model out of the closet. (LINK IS NWS.)

Jerry set the model - who looked suspiciously like a very cheaply made blow-up doll - on the mattress.

"Now begin! Or we shall release the hounds!"

"Or the models!"

"Or the sardines!"

"Not the sardines, Jerry!"

"Yes! The sardines!"

"It is a madhouse!"

(Wait for the OCD, or the Jerries will release the sardines. The OCD is up, but I can't make any promises about the sardines...)

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Pick an easel!

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On each easel is a collection of instruments, including a handful of neon magic markers, several shades of shoe polish, and a few vials of finger paint. Also a few buttons, some clarinet reeds, and several paperclips. Possibly one of you has a bird whistle. That one is this week's lucky winner! (Null and void. But feel free to win anyway. Heck, maybe everyone wins! YOU GOTTA PLAY TO WIN, YOU KNOW, JERRY.)

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[dark_slippy_thing]

Valentine shimmied up to the nearest easel and eyed its contents.
He wasn't entirely certain what to do with the magic markers, but so long as they weren't black, he supposed they would do well enough.

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"Very good, very good." One Jerry nodded.

"You selected a very good easel, Jerry," said the other.

"No termites here!"

"Termite-free since 1974."

Both nodded.

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[imissmydolphin.livejournal.com]

Lucas was staring and possibly blushing a lot. He was trying to come up with something snarky to say, but the words just weren't flowing. He was a little distressed.

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[sizzler-sisters.livejournal.com]

"It's quite all right, Jerry," said one Jerry, nodding sympathetically.

"We felt the same way the first time we finished our bestseller."

"I fed it to weasels and the weasels drowned."

"Weasels solve everything, you know!"

"No, Jerry, that was the donkeys."

"Ah, yes. Pandas solve everything!"

"Of course, why shouldn't they?"

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[chasingsnitches.livejournal.com]

Cedric walked up to an easel, picked up a green neon magic marker and stared at the Jerries for awhile.

And then he started drawing.

And then he stared some more.

And then more drawing.

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[sizzler-sisters.livejournal.com]

The Jerries nodded.

"Quite a good color, Jerry."

"Keeps the Bolivians away."

"The Mafia can't afford Bolivians at this rate!"

"Who will feed the pigeons now!?"

"Certainly not the government!"

The Jerries laughed. A lot.

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[southernbender.livejournal.com]

Katara made sure she had an easel with several blue markers. And blue shoe polish. And blue finger paint.

It was possible she stole some of the blue from other easels.

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[sizzler-sisters.livejournal.com]

"Hey! No staring like that!" Jerry yelled.

"She is a person!"

"Not an object!"

"Feed your sick lust elsewhere!"

"They have a place for that in town!"

"It closed," said Jerry sadly.

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[southernbender.livejournal.com]

"Sick what?" she asked, flailing. "I'm not sick!"

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[sizzler-sisters.livejournal.com]

"You disgust us, Jerry," sneered one Jerry.

"You and your filthy ways!"

"She is not an object for your lewd purposes!"

She really was, which was yet another moment of Unintentional Jerry Irony.

"You cannot take her shopping with you!"

"No feeding her pecans, Jerry! We won't have it!"

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[turtle-techie.livejournal.com]

Donnie had no idea how to use a bird whistle to make a drawing, but it was kind of interesting anyway. He stole a nub of a pencil from another easel so he could actually draw, in the meantime.

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[sizzler-sisters.livejournal.com]

"Jerry," one Jerry whispered to the other. "It is The One."

Both Jerries oooh and ahhhhed.

"Tell me," said one Jerry conversationally. "How did you come into possession of that ... bird whistle?!"

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[turtle-techie.livejournal.com]

"It was at this easel," Donnie said slowly, looking at both the Jerries somewhat hesitantly. "Is that okay?"

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[stuckeyboy]

Warren sniffed suspiciously at the various art supplies on the easel. And watched the model just as suspiciously.

Then he started drawing a turnip. Just, you know, 'cause he could.

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"No, no," said one Jerry conversationally. "There's nothing to be gained from sniffing these, you know."

"They aren't glue!" shared the other.

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[stuckeyboy]

"I was checking for Burmese tracking devices. You can always tell those by the smell."

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[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly walked up to an easel and started to draw a picture of Old Lace (http://www.marvel.com/universe3zx/images/0/01/Arseniclace.jpg)* using the magic markers. She was counting on the fact that the Jerries wouldn't really realize that she was drawing something completely different.

*[[Old Lace being the dinosaur in that picture, not the girl.]]

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[sizzler-sisters.livejournal.com]

Both Jerries looked at her suspiciously.

"Jerry," said one with an angry tone creeping in to his voice. "You know, using photography is cheating."

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[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"But, I'm painting on the picture," Molly said with the magic marker in her hand.

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[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka picked a random easel, and hooray! He won a bird whistle!

He started blowing on the whistle while taking inventory of the other... "art supplies". He shrugged, and dipped the tip of a neon yellow magic marker into blue fingerpaint, for that trippy two-tone effect.

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[sizzler-sisters.livejournal.com]

The Jerries looked between him and Donatello, who also had a bird whistle.

"There can only be one, Jerry."

"You know what this means."

"They must fight ... to the death."

"Why is there a second bird whistle of ultimate power, Jerry?"

The Jerries looked at each other.

"Are you doubting me!??" screeched the other Jerry.

Yay, it was strangling time!

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[narglette.livejournal.com]

Luna selected an easel, surveyed the supplies and set up things to her liking.

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[sizzler-sisters.livejournal.com]

The Jerries eyed her nervously.

"Go on and ask her!"

"No, you!"

"No, go on!"

"You first, you first!"

One Jerry approached her, bowing slightly.

"Miss Henderson, might we have your autograph?"

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[narglette.livejournal.com]

"Of course." Luna said, she'd ask them who Miss Henderson was later.

Maybe in five minutes.