fandomhigh | Pie for Beginners - Monday August 20th

There was a ~~handwavey~~ notification sent to everyone in class, to meet outside at the campfire area and to wear clothes they don’t mind getting messy. Yondaime had said there was going to be a pie fight, and he’d be damned if he wasn’t going to let that happen.

When the students arrived, Yondaime was sitting on the ground, surrounded by whipped cream pies and a huge grin on his face. “Good Morning! I’m sorry about last week, but I got kind of sick. This is our last class together, and if you’ve been paying attention to the syllabus, you know that we’re having a pie fight today, filled with good, ~~clean~~, old-fashioned fun. You’ve all been a fantastic class; it’s amazing how fast 7 weeks have flown by, I just with that we could have had more time.”

“Anyway, this is no holds barred fight. The only thing I ask is that if you have any ultra powers, is not to use them, small powers are okay though,” he smiled and spun the pie on his finger. If there aren’t any questions then the pies are all yours!” Yondaime grinned and quickly got out of the way, so as not to be trampled by students going for pies.

[~~Plz Wait for OCD~~ OCD IS UP! PIE AWAY!!]

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Anemone gleefully made a dash for the pies. Scooping up something creamy-ish, she bounced happily as she looked around for a target.

Like Bart could resist throwing a pie at someone. Oh look! Anemone!

There went a pie in her direction, followed by another on very quick succession.

Squeaking in indignation as Bart's first pie made contact, Anemone flung her pie at him as she fled from the second airborne missile. "I'll get you, my pretty! And your little pie, too!"

Bart would like to think that it was because he was so distracted by how funny Anemone looked with pie on her face that made him forget to dodge the one she threw at him.

But it wasn't true. He just forgot to dodge.

"Hey!"

Really really glad she had thought to tie her hair back, Anemone scooped up two more pies to fling at Bart and quickly threw them in his direction.

What? If he was going to stand there like an ~~idiot~~ easy target, she wasn't going to deny his obvious death wish. "HA! Take that, future boy!"

Bart flailed and vibrated, letting the pie pass through him. "Ha!" Then paused to think it over. "Aren't you from further in the future than me?"

Why yes, yes he was distracted and oblivious to flying pies.

There was a shriek of frustration as Bart vibrated, and Anemone stopped to put her hands on her hips. "No fair! No powers, remember?"

"So? The future-boy label still applies." Anemone threw another pie as she ran to reload. "You are a boy. You are from the future. Hence, you are Bart the future-boy."

That pie hit him squarely in the face. "Then you're a future-girl!" Bart shot back, throwing the nearest pie at her

"Of course I am!" There was an 'oompf' as Anemone failed to out-run the pie and was hit square on the back. "Shame! Pie-ing a girl when her back is turned!"

Not that Anemone cared, because she was already throwing another pie at him. "You cad! Villain!"

Bart eeped and darted to the side, trying very hard not to use powers this time. It was harder than he thought it would be.

"What's a cad?"

"A scoundrel, rascal, rooooooooogue!" Anemone took great glee in flinging more pie at Bart. "Dishonorable actions, sir! Dishonorable!"

Bart ducked, catching a bit of the cream pie filling in his hair. "Eew."

"I am not! I'm just fighting back," He insisted, throwing a chocolate pie at her.

"Teasing, silly. What good is a pie war if we aren't silly?" Anemone flicked a bit of the chocolate out of her ear. "Total eew. That's squishy."

Running his fingers through his pie-y hair, Bart looked at all the filling on her and then himself. "But kinda fun," He replied with a grin as he licked some off his fingers. "And tasty!"

"Totally fun." Anemone wiped some of the filling off her face and flicked it in Bart's direction. "Alas, poor poor pie. To die so valiantly in battle."

Bart stuck his tongue out at her, getting closer to her and shaking the cream out of his hair at her. "Maybe we should give it a solemn burial?"

Oh, two could play at that game. Anemone whipped her twin braids at Bart to free them of the nice cream coating. "Yes, a burial to match their lives spent in combat."

Anemone eyed her other classmates thoughtfully. "Perhaps a niiiiice grave on someone's face? I hear that two pies are better than one."

Bart grinned evilly, snagging a new pie. "Future people forever?"

"Oh yeah." Anemone echoed his evil grin as she hefted a pie in each hand. "Lock and load. These stone-agers don't stand a chance."

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