Library, Wednesday [9/14]

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The stacks weren't muttering today, thank the gods, but there was a sock. A single unmatched random sock, a small hole (that threatened to grow) in its heel, flopping forlornly along after Gabrielle every time she got up to run some kind of errand away from the desk.

She wasn't sure what to do about it, but after about an hour of this decided that if the sock was still around at the end of the day she'd take it back to the laundry room where hopefully it could find its other half.

Until then, the sock was just going to have to deal with her quoting Plato at it every so often.

Wednesday: What was the school board thinking giving Jamie Madrox a teaching position?

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Instead of going to a classroom today, the students were directed to the third floor of the dorms where they would find the hallway teeming with Jamie-Dupes wearing labcoats and goggles. Each one of them had a clipboard, calipers, measuring tape, litmus strips, cotton swabs and all sorts of scientific goodies that they seemed to be using on all of the doorknobs on the third floor.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Jamie said stepping forward and pulling down his goggles. "Today we leave our childhood behind and step into the future. Into the grand thing we know as... SCIENCE!"

If Reed Richards knew what was going to happen next, there would be a lot of weeping for the future.

"It has long been hypothesized that the doors in the dorms have curious properties."

Um. No. They really haven't.

"In fact one might say the doorknobs of these doors... taste like bacon."

Yep. Reed Richards. Big honking tears.

"Your job is to lick these doorknobs and see if they taste like bacon. FOR SCIENCE!"

Don't expect to get a Nobel prize for this one Jamie.

Announcements!

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The PA system crackled to life, signalling that Deadpool had once again gained access to it. This probably wasn't for the best.

"Attention student body. Attention. Some kid named Seifer who I'm pretty sure I've had in a class at one point or another, please report to the office of the vice principal. And bring some goddamn pie. That is all."