fandomhigh | Young Entrepreneurs; Monday, Period 6 [ 01/26 ].

The classroom was set up as usually, with the desks pushed together to create a table for everyone to sit around, with doughnuts and coffee available for everyone, and hopefully maybe even some pie if Ned was on the ball about it. She waited until everyone got in before starting.

"Entrepreneurship," she began, "is all about making money. Simple and straight. The way to make money, however, is by providing either a product or a service, or perhaps even both, that people are interested in, can get excited about, and want to get their hands on. One of the things YA focus on each semester is doing just that: offering a product or service to our fellow students and making money off of it. Last semester, we ~~kind of sort of~~ did some tent things; they went over okay. Today, we're going to have a meeting and discuss possible ideas on what our big project can be. Ideas? Thoughts? What's something that Fandom could need that only Young Entrepreneurs can give them? Nothing final needs to be decided today; we'll just throw around ideas today, and see what our brainstorming creates."

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All thinky and stuff.

Leto Atreides

Ned

Alice Liddell

Before (or after) the meeting, mingle with your fellow Entrepreneurs. Eat some food. Drink some coffee, even if it's gross.

Leto picked up a donut and examined it before taking a bite. He didn't expect it to be poisoned, but it looked a little odd.

Turtle couldn't help noticing Leto's inspection of the donut with amusement.

"Do they not have donuts on Arrakis, Leto?"

He looked up and gave her a warm smile. "They don't. But I'm sure they are quite edible. I was introduced to ice cream the other day and survived." Instinctively, because she was someone he cared about, he reached out and squeezed her shoulder.

Turtle turned her head to look at Leto's hand on her shoulder, then turned it back, arching an eyebrow, but she didn't say anything about it. "They're not as good as ice cream," she warned him. "Where'd you try it? At the Face-Spitter's birthday party?"

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Ned had two pies, as promised. One was apple, one was lemon meringue and both were still warm as he'd baked them between his class and the club. They were wrapped and ready to go.

He was going to have to make one for himself when he got home. Pies smelled good.

"Hello, Ned," Leto said. "Is that the pies?"

"Hey, Leto," Ned said and nodded. "These are them. I baked them earlier today so they're still warm and fresh."

He smiled. "Thank you. I appreciate this."

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Turtle had just one thing to say.

"Yay, pies!"

Wait, no, two.

"Thank you, Ned!"

"You really like pie," he said and snickered. "Unless there's coconut in them. Which there isn't."

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Alice was not a terribly big fan of coffee, so she was going to compensate by devouring some donuts.

Quite kind of her, really.

"Hungry, Alice?" Turtle couldn't help asking with a little laugh.

"These are excellent donuts," Alice confided with a grin. "Also, class today had cookies with bacon in them. I didn't sample any, but the very idea put me off lunch."

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Have any ideas of what the club can do this semester? Have questions about what they could do? Talk it out and throw around some ideas.

"...weirdness preparation kits?" Ned suggested. "For gremlin bites, sudden days in your underwear, power outages, sudden days as the opposite gender?"

Turtle gave a faint grin. "Not a bad idea," she said, "but it's also pretty hard to determine what might go into it, considering how unpredictable it can be around here."

"True." Ned frowned. "I'm surprised this island hasn't driven people to a place with rubber walls. It's weird."

When Mister Deadpool pings in!

There was a Deadpool there! And he was completely paying attention. With coffee.

Ooo, a penny!

*uses everyone in club as a pillow, zomg*

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