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Food Appreciation [Class Four, Period #3]

Marshall was just kind of staring at everybody when class started. He didn't look angry or anything. He was just staring, maybe looking a bit worried.

A little more staring.

A little more...

"I'M AFRAID TO TALK TO EVERYBODY TODAY," he said suddenly. "So far today I told a radio squirrel that if I were another squirrel I'd totally tap that and I told Ted that I didn't really mind his red cowboy boots!"

Ignore the fact that nobody here knew who Ted was.

"What if I start doing lecture and I suddenly start talking about how I think Kaylee's little accent is about the cutest thing I've ever heard and how that sometimes I want to ruffle Sam's hair because it looks fun?" Marshall's eyes widened. "Oh god, I'm doing it already!"

He pointed at the buffet table which had all sorts of ~~moddable~~ sandwiches and subs on them.

"Sandwiches! They're delicious and easy to make! Eat them!" Marshall said. "And for the love of god, someone save me from myself!"

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"Oh, sure, stuff like this happens all the...what's your first name?" he asked. Marshall could have probably checked the roster but here's the thing...Marshall was lazy.

Priestly blushed. Hard. He hadn't been expecting that.

"Oh crap," he said eloquently.

"It's all . . . long and emo-y."

Crap. Priestly tried to smother his answer in a cough. "Boaz."

"I can honestly say I have no interest in ruffling Sam's hair," Peyton said. "Yours I think about sometime, but... Did I say that outloud?"

"Yeah, you did. But you can't ruffle my hair. I use so much gel that it barely moves in a high wind."

What the hell was going on, today?

"That happened to another boy I was with one time," Kaylee confessed, and now it was her turn to blush. "But he was bein' stupid and the sex weren't as good as it is with you because I love you!"

And she personally felt that to be absolutely true.

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"I've never had sex before you so everything is good to me," Ned said, turning red. "That boy was stupid. And I hate him."

Rage issues, Ned. Tsk.

"Not ruffling. Just... touching. And seeing what it's like before you get all that stuff - oh my God!"

"You're allowed," she said, nodding, "but he was a long time ago. Like a loooong time. I had a lot of sex before you 'cause I got started early."

Oh, god, she needed to shut up.

"How early?" Ned couldn't stop himself from asking.

"Yeah," Hurley said.

And with that, he shoved a sandwich in his mouth.

". . . You've been fantasizing about me?"

Okay, Priestly was just a little freaked out.

Priestly followed suit with more of his own BLT.

Eating, at this moment? Goooooood plan.

"Fourteen!"

Kaylee was turning redder by the second.

Wow was Claudia now paying intense attention to the answer.

At least Claudia had dressed vaguely appropriately for class today in an old painter's jumpsuit liberally splashed with color from when she'd painted her and Zayne's room, a pair of bright pink Chuck Taylors, and a belt woven out of pieces of baby blankets. Her hair was back in two buns on the sides of her head and she was wearing enormous silver hoop earrings. On anyone else it would look nuts. On Claudia, it looked great.

She had, despite having a class earlier in the day, not noticed that she was only babbling the truth. It wasn't all that different than her any other day, really.

Claudia made herself an enormous sandwich. "Oh, Lord I love my metabolism," she said with a grin.

"That's really young, Kaylee," he said, eyes wide. "I was stuck in Longburrow waiting for my dad to come get me. He never did. And I lived with all boys. I didn't think about sex."

Yeah, so not the reaction she wanted to hear.

"But I'm not looking for anything. I mean, who needs commitment, right? Definitely not me, since I'll probably be going home for good so I can join Starfleet after this semester. So it's not worth dating someone when I'll never see them again," Hoshi babbled on.

"I actually totally want commitment." Oh crap oh crap oh crap! Change the subject! "What's Starfleet?"

"I love your metabolism, too," Priestly said.

Oh hell, why couldn't he keep his mouth shut?

"Your life makes me sad," Kaylee said, which was a lot more blunt than the way she usually said that. "An' I wanna hit your daddy in the face with a wrench. Or my fist. He's a horrible man."

"It's not like you could find him anyway," Ned said, shrugging. "He's got a new family and new children and he obviously thought I was old trash so he threw me out. And he doesn't know that I waited for him and prayed and hoped and asked for him to come back. He doesn't know that. Maybe he didn't hear me."

"I had this friend who was always going on and on and on about how eating organic vegan boring food was the only way to look good. I eat crap and look at me!"

It was very possible she would've said this anyway, yes.

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