Library, Sunday

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Cranberry sauce.

Evan was coming to the realization, less than a week away from Thanksgiving, that helping his Ma make cranberry sauce in a virtual reality that might or might not have been even remotely accurate, and then assuming that he knew how to properly make it himself as a result, was probably going to reflect poorly on him in a few days if he just happened to go by what he thought was the proper way to prepare it. He could just give in, buy that weird jelly stuff in the can and bring that to the StuCo potluck thing, but that felt way too much like cheating.

... Plus, he didn't trust anything that jiggled in the bowl while holding the tin can shape. There was no way that could possibly be safe for human consumption.

So today during his library shift, he was alternating between putting books away and comparing notes he made - a small stack worth - from various cookbooks he'd taken from the shelves. He was not going to mess up this cranberry sauce. He was not.

[Open!]

Science You Cannot Possibly Comprehend, Monday, Period 5

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"You have a shortened week due to the holiday. As such, I am sure that you will be distracted this class period. So instead of my normal detailed lesson, I will tell you about a special holiday in Latveria," Doom said. This was going to be good.

"It is called Doom's Day, and it celebrates the victory of Doom over the corrupt King Vladimir Vassily Gonereo Trstian Mangegi Fortunov. As I once imposed my will over Vladimir, so do I impose my will over a national holiday, for Doom's Day has no set date. Doom's Day occurs whenever Doom commands it. And today, as you may have surmised, is Doom's Day for this year. And we will celebrate."

Two tables lifted from the floor of the lab. One was filled with food, both traditional Latverian foods (which were basically German foods, but let's be more specific than that, True Believers!) and more common American snacks as well. The other was covered in electronics.

"You will create some sort of device to celebrate Doom's Day in this class period. It may be as simple as a light projector or it may be as complex as you can imagine, as long as it is in service to the glory of Doom. After your celebratory device is complete, you may feast," Doom said. "And of course, should you rebel against the spirit of Doom's Day or slander your instructor in any way, you will receive detention."

Which was better than what happened to Laverians who didn't celebrate!