fandomhigh | Keeping Your Wits About You... [Monday 2nd Period 10-11] Class # 5

There was the usual spread of goodies laid out for the students as they came in to class today. Wilson was sipping on some coffee as he finished setting up a project which he turned on and set to hibernate for the time being.

Once everyone was seated, he walked back to his desk and picked up a large stack of blue books of doom.

"Okay guys, today is your first test. I hope you all made some use of the study halls over the past week, though ... studying probably won't help you with this test."

Don't you just love tests like that?

Walking around he handed out the blue books doom and then came back down to the projector.

"The test. Here is a picture of a fairly run of the mill dorm room. I want you each to study this image and come up with three different ways, items in this room could be used to help you in the following scenarios."

Walking to the chalk board, he listed.

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Escape brain eating zombies
Escape a bad date
Escape an island drenching flood
Defend yourself from Gremlins
Deal with your roommate turning into a wild animal.

"So, to be clear you'll have a total of 15 answers, three to each scenario. All clear? Wonderful! Good luck!"

Sometime towards the end of the hour, Wilson move back to the chalkboard and wrote.

Next week we will have a guest speaker, please be prepared.

[ooc: OCDs are ~~on the way~~ up! Have at!

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Years of dealing with House meant that Wilson had a great deal of experience at the internal, mental facepalm while maintaining a stern external expression.

He could even headdesk that way.

He'd been just about to let it go as none of his business when Johnny pipped up with that last bit. Having a Halliwell for a siblet meant he knew that there was no way a comment like that was going to be let alone.

"I'd like to speak with both of you, ~~RL schedules permitting~~ tomorrow during my office hours. In the meantime, Wyatt, you go sit over there," Wilson pointed to one side of the classroom. "Johnny, you go over there," yep, pointing to the other side of the classroom.

All he needed was for a student who could turn into a pillar of fire, taking on a student who could orb and throw things with his mind, as well as who knew what else.

Ah, so Johnny was a tattletale, good to know. "I have no idea what he's talking about," Wyatt addressed Wilson. "That's ridiculous, he's totally not my type. But I have no problem with moving." He picked up his books and stood up.

"And I have no problem with moving, even though he so wants some of me," Johnny quipped and grabbed his stuff, moving to sit across the room. But not without a glare over his shoulder at frizz boy.

"My office, tomorrow gentlemen," Wilson reminded them both before turning to head back down to the front of the classroom.

There was a test to administer, after all.

Wyatt took a seat elsewhere, somewhat pleased with himself. Okay, so maybe he had picked a fight because he was still a little flaily about waking up with Isabel (not to mention making out with her all weekend). He couldn't take it out on island weirdness, after all, so Johnny was a convenient target. Besides, while he usually let Chris fight his own battles -- okay, that was a lie, he'd totally beat up some bullies who had picked on Chris when he was younger -- Johnny was being a dick to him and deserved some comeuppance.

Johnny was totally going to make a stick out of Wyatt and pretend his head was the marshmallow.

He was a little hungry.

Looking over at him he mouthed the word, Later.

I'll be waiting, kiddo, Wyatt mouthed back.

Keeping Your Wits About You... [Monday 2nd Period 10-11] Class # 5

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