Detention [Saturday]

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

All of the students who'd earned or been given detention had been told to meet Fraser outside of the Danger Shop. And that's precisely where he was.

"Good morning," he said pleasantly. "I trust you all slept well and I thank you for being on time. Please enter the Danger Shop."



It is now seven-oh-six. You have exactly eight hours and fifty-four minutes four hours and fifty four minutes to think about why you're here. To ponder the error of your ways and you may not talk. You will not move from these seats and you will not sleep.

"Before you begin your detention," Fraser said, looking down at them, "I would like to hope that we never meet again in this circumstance. I once met an Inuit elder who said that, those who get into trouble once learn from their mistakes. Those who get into trouble twice obviously have hard heads and deserve whatever trouble comes at them next."

He smiled and then gathered up each person's snacks before shooing them into the Danger Shop library.

[OCD is coming! done!]

Comments

Re: Break Out

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

Yeah, Cal was feeling the exact same and it showed it the slight curl of his lip.

"Okay, seriously, if what you told me is true, I think this is the worst detention ever. And, of course, that's the detention I get." He threw up his hands, clearly surrendering himself to the Fates who loved to torture him so yet again.

Re: Break Out

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Let's see where this hallway goes. Not like we can get in more trouble, right?"

Re: Break Out

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"Exactly," Cal agreed, nodding and starting to stroll down the hallway, sticking out his hand at his side to trail his fingers along some of the lockers.