fandomhigh | Potpourri - Tuesday, June, 12, 2007

Buster had ~~handwavily omg~~ told the students to head to the Danger Shop this morning for class. When they arrived they would see that it was set up as an obstacle course with a ~~Legends of the Hidden Temple~~ Aztec tomb theme. Complete with a giant bust of Olmec, an Aztec god. Buster was standing at the beginning of the course in his army fatigues. When everyone had arrived he began to speak.

"Heeeey students. Today we're going to be doing some basic training for army." started Buster. "I myself was in army for a while...don't let Michael Moore dare your parents to do anything."

"Lucky for me this-" he held up his fake hand "-happened. Right before I shipped off to Iraq too! That was a close one."

"Right, so, obviously to be in army you have to meet certain physical standards." said Buster. He had never met said standards but he knew that army had them. "And today we're going to see if you meet them! I know not all of you are the um, physical activity type but do your best. I won't yell at you. Unless you want me to. I find yelling to be good motivation."

"So I want you to go through the obstacle course to try to find the Mask of Shaka Zulu. There's an interesting legend behind the mask and I'm sure Olmec would be glad to tell us about it!" Buster made a dramatic gesture towards Olmec, who remained silent. Apparently he would only talk for Kirk Fogg. "Well...screw the legend. Just get the mask. But beware! There are temple guards around! If you see one of them...I don't know, punch them or something."

"And remember, army people work together! If you see one of your classmates stuck on something you can get them out. Or don't. Rambo worked alone and he was badass." said Buster. "Okay, go when I blow the whistle! You too, T.A.!"

[OCD up! ~~I'll be back around noon to play the temple guards~~ Okay, I lied like a liar who lies. I should be back around 3]

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Jonesy grumbled, maybe to explain that normally the swamp wasn't wet and it could be quite nice when the weather is sunny. He growled when Annette splashed him back.

He wasn't about to get Annette's shoe. He let go of her arm and crossed his own over his chest to indicate she'd have to get it herself.

She would have growled back, but she was scared. That thing was ugly! And much much bigger than her.

"I bet you weren't a gentleman in your former life were you? And stop looking at me like that! I might...cry!" She wouldn't, but sometimes the threat worked.

Slowly, with her eyes on him, she bent to get her shoe. If she could find it that is. "Ew...ick...ew...stop staring! What would your wife say?"

Jonesy was a eunuch so the the wife comment made him angrier. He felt around the swamp floor with his and found Annette's shoe. He picked it up and held it up above her head.

"Hey! You found it! Great! Now give it back," she said excitedly cause they were so cute omigod. She jumped and tried to reach for it, several times in fact. "Give it back you stuipd ugly smelly --" she narrowed her eyes. "-- hey, I'll give you a nice shiny penny for it." Dimwit couldn't possibly know what a penny was.

Jonesy held out his hand for the penny. He wanted to get paid first.

Annette dug into her shorts and grabbed some change, picking out a penny and handing it over. "Just lay your palm flat, okay? I don't want you to touch me."

If Jonesy had eyes he'd roll them. He held out his palm flat towards Annette. He was still holding up her shoe high above her head.

She didn't think this guy, or whatever the crap he was, had a brain. Funny how he seemed to be minding her pretty good. She laid the penny in his palm and said, "My shoe please?"

Jonesy stuck the penny in the pocket of his loincloth. Then he threw Annette's show across the room.

That'll teach her.

She gasped, "You stupid! You stinky toothless," she looked down, "loincloth wearer-er that is surely too big for what you got under there..." Which gave her an idea. Scrunching up her face she raised her foot to kick him good between the legs.

Jonesy merely raised an eyebrow at Annette. Then he sucked in a breath and roared at Annette to scare her out of the room. Damn kids...

"Aaaaaaaaa!" She flailed and took off through the swamp as fast as she could, damn her shoe to hell!

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