There Will Be Cake [Tuesday, Period Three]

[doubleohblonde]

In addition to the usual simulated workspace, today there was also a hologram of bald man in glasses standing next to Bond.

"Good afternoon," Bond began. "Back in the late eighties, early nineties a food movement called molecular gastronomy started, that was very concerned with the science of cookery, breaking things down and putting them back together, the results were considered avant garde, and occasionally somewhat ridiculous. But in addition to the foams and spheres and gels, they also closely examined the techniques for cooking more normal food."

Bond gestured to the holographic man. "Which is why Heston here is going to take you through his techniques for cooking steak and potatoes"

[Class Roster]

Library, Wednesday, All Day

[3girls-1core.livejournal.com]

There was a very important decision facing Sholeh today. She regarded the library with solemn, troubled eyes, almost as if she were weighing each book she saw on a scale to judge its worth. Occasionally, she would wander through the stacks, picking up books and flipping through them, and then put them back with a shake of her head.

Look. She was going on vacation next week and the decision about what books to bring was a very important one. She'd already promised she wouldn't bring more than ten.

Friendship 101, Wednesday

[justlurkinghere]

Class today was different from normal. Possibly because they were in an actual, normal classroom. Possibly because of the odd menagerie of animals at the front of the room. A dog that looked like a fluffy cotton ball, a cat in a red hoodie, and an incredibly mellow baby alligator were next to Derek today. Yes, just Derek.

Pinkie Pie was letting him (unwillingly) spread his friendship wings and teach a solo class.

Yeah. This would go well.

Derek glowered at the class when they arrived. Though that might have also just been his normal look, so...

"Today we're learning about how pets can be your friends too," he said dryly. Because this was ridiculous even for his life. "Because." Oh, that was a magically sulky sigh there. "Pets have feelings and don't want to be left out on fun."

No, he didn't believe a word he was saying. But that didn't matter.

"You're going to partner off and decide what pet is best for you," Derek told them. Because this somehow related to the class subject. "Use the ones at the front of the class as examples if you don't know anything about pets."

Yeah, he was just going to ignore the indignant meow of the cat. You learn to deal with it, kitty!Stiles.