fandomhigh | Mad Science, August 14th

Once again, the danger shop had been set up to look like a weird lab in the bottom of some large building. A coffee pot had been left to percolate over top of one of the bunsen burners for the students, while the professor busied himself with something at the front of the room. Once all the students had taken their seats, he hoisted something up on to the main lab counter with a loud thud.

"Good afternoon, students!" he said. "I hope that all of you brought an item this week as I told you to. In the last real class most of you successfully made daimon eggs, after several explosive failures. This week, we're making actual daimon monsters!"

He moved to the back of the room, and showed the students previous monsters he had made from a doorknob, a colt handgun, a book manuscript, and a microphone, before heading back to the front of the class.

He patted his machine, which ~~was~~ certainly looked like a large green EZ-Bake oven with a black star painted on the side. "This machine combines the egg with a common household item. But, Professor, how on Earth does that work? you ask. Never you mind, and get back to making me some lunch! I reply."

There was another thunk as the professor picked up a karaoke machine and put it on the table next to the oven. "You may remember this evil Karaoke machine and its evil database of Céline Dion and Fergie songs from an earlier class." He opened the door to the EZ-bake oven and shoved the karaoke machine inside. "This machine will combine any item inside with a daimon egg, and turn it into a full-grown daimon monster capable of stealing pure heart crystals, and fighting meddling do-gooders.

He flipped a switch on the side of the oven. There was a loud flare of dramatic music, as large amounts of energy passed through the oven and cast out a brilliant light. Finally, there was a large explosion and a smoke cloud that looked suspiciously like a cormorant and the door burst open.

A blue skinned woman wearing a dress that looked like it belonged on an American idol reject pulled herself out of the box. For some reason, she also had a tape deck in her stomach and a microphone growing out of her bellybutton. "Kara-Okay!" she declared loudly to the class.

The professor hustled her over to the side of the room and rubbed his hands together. "And thus, you have a portable and ready-to-go daimon! So, bring your eggs and your items up, and let's see what sort of daimon you've made! And remember, you will be using these for the final next week, so you'd better hope that you get a good one."

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He's totally nuts. It should be pretty clear by now.

This was the important part of the class. The Professor was keen to see what his student would come up with, and was grinning wider than usual this week.

Because they're bound to be confused, and might run off to play with the ducks instead.

He's here. Oh yes, is he ever here.

Canonically, daimons tend to be female, bizarre looking, extremely dedicated to their mission, and not all that bright. You can make yours anything you want, so long as it has some connection to the item you're using.

Because of timezones I won't be around until the afternoon EST time, but feel free to IM me for help.

Valentine, who totally brought his balls.

Juggling balls. Pervert.

Juggling balls. EZ-Bake Daimon Maker. Daimon egg.

When the smoke had cleared, there was a rather... round, bright-orange daimon bouncing around him.

.... Great.

Valentine's Daimon seemed to want to do only one thing. Bounce. Apparently, that is what balls secretly aspire to do. Be bouncy. And this very round Daimon? Really was... bouncy.

"Would you cut that out," Valentine protested as she hopped circles around him. "You're making me dizzy!"

Zack Addy, who'd brought a full-size model of a human skull.

Zack put the model skull and the daimon egg in the EZ-Bake Oven.

He blinked at the skull with wings fluttering around his head.

Lucas Wolenczak, who brought a shoe. A badly smelling shoe.

Ami Mizuno, who brought a math textbook.

Andrew Wells, who brought a very badly cracked teacup.

Andrew was very excited. He had had an EZ-Bake oven in his younger years.

Okay, he still had it.

He flinched at the blinding light and then marveled at what Umbridge's old teacup had become.

The daimon was porcelain white, delicate looking, and graceful. She was wearing a very tight dress in a bright floral print. And steam seemed to be pouring out of pretty nasty looking crack in her head.

Edward Hyde, who'd brought a vial of HJ7 (his potion)

Edward put his egg and the vial into the EZ Daimon Baker, and cranked up the power. Whatever was in there glowed red, then shifted through violet and green before the light faded. Edward grinned at the familiar reaction, but he was left with a look of surprise when he saw his daimon. (http://thaliathetiger.deviantart.com/art/HJ7-Daimon-62309173)

He felt rather accomplished.

Edward looked over her, peering a little too closely at her lack of proper clothing. He guessed that the contraption on her back shot acid. He guessed this because she had already shot a blast at the corner of a table, ruining it. Edward thought he might get in trouble for that.

Edward walked up to Professor Tomoe, leading his daimon with him so she wouldn't get into more destructive trouble on her own. "Professor, where do we keep the daimon until we use them next week?"

[Oh, wow! I'm very impressed that you actually drew out your daimon. It looks good!]

"Ah, I'm glad you asked," Prof Tomoe said ~~because his mun forget to put up that thread last night~~. He pulled out a metal briefcase with a black star painted on the front (http://img507.imageshack.us/img507/6236/cap179yi9.png) from underneath the table, and slid it over to Edward.

"They go in here for safekeeping until next class. It might seem a bit small, but believe me, they'll fit if you squish them in there. And then I can hold on to it for you."

He grinned a bright red smile. "Or you can hold on to it, if you think you can be responsible with it."

Really, Prof Tomoe didn't mind if were to 'accidentally' get out.

Donatello, with an extra computer mouse.

[Thank you! I had to give it a try. ^_^]

Edward did want to play with the daimon a bit, but it would be no good if it got into his chemicals. So he stuffed the surprised and struggling daimon into the briefcase.

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