Tuesday, May 21st, 2019

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"Well, I figure we can go one of two ways today," Miguel said when class arrived. "We can stick with the water, or we can go fire instead." He had a brief flashback to Beaker. "I figured we'd stick with water. So - today we're building hydroelectric generators! But not just, like, water wheels. I want rube goldberg machines - make them as complex as you can, but still functional."

He programmed in a stream of water on one side of the room. "Hey, at least I'm not flooding the whole thing. There's your power source." He programmed up a pile of funky-looking lightbulbs in a box. "There's your goal. See how many you can light up and how intricate you can make the generator. Enjoy!"
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Was Summer pretty stoked that the recipe she had in mind for this week could in a way be considered thematic to the flooding outside? Maaaaaybe. She had considered picking something that was a little more in tune with all the water, but, nah. This one was perfect. Just enough of the sea in it to tie things in without being super obvious and hitting you over the head with it. Because there were about a million jello-related casseroles that involved criminal amounts of canned tuna and mayonnaise that she could whip out, but that would just be expected.

This, however, she was pretty sure no one would see coming.

"Morning, everyone!" she greeted the class brightly. "I regret to inform you all that, out of all the places being flooded over right now, this kitchen is not one of them, and so, lucky you guys! You get to make another awesomely bad recipe, this one from the '60s, that I'm sure you're all going to enjoy. It doesn't even involve gelatin and it's not something trying to masquarade as some other food, either. Nope, this is unabashedly and proudly its own horrible monster. It's...."

She dramatically removed the clouche on the dish on the counter in front of her so they could peer upon its awesome glory.

"Prawn Stuffed Apples! Let's get started, shall we?"

[[ and wait for the OCD is up! please! thank you! ]]
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Like before, class was once again outdoors. In the water.

"So, no more dinosaurs means we can safely be in the woods," Tony said. "But now the island is flooded. So, it looks like we'll be changing up the lesson plan to address that instead."

"To swimming," Steve said, nodding as he gestured around the soggy park. "We're not expecting you to be Olympic level, but a few tips on how to stop yourself from drowning if you end up stumbling into an unexpectedly deep body of water definitely falls under wilderness skills."

Unless you're trapped in an airplane that you specifically put down into the North Atlantic, but Steve was working very hard on not thinking about that right now. This week was...not great, if you were Steve.

There were a number of things that just Weren't Great all around.

"We have some tips for you kids," Tony added with a tight smile. "Some if you might already know what you're doing, so you can help us with anyone less familiar with it."

"Unfortunately, since we want you to get used to wilderness conditions, we're ignoring the part about the water not being too cold, too deep, or easy to see to the bottom of," Steve said. "You are with other people, though, which will help. The most important thing to do is not to panic because your brain will definitely want you to panic."

Voices of experience, here, kids.

"And we have pool toys to help!" Tony added. Because those helped, damn it.

"No beating your teachers with the pool noodles," Steve said, stripping off his shirt and stepping into the cold, cold water. "Work first on floating, then on treading water, okay?"
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Today's class was in the Danger Shop. Aphra was not there. Because she wasn't going to try and get through all that water when she could just program the Danger Shop remotely.

"Hi kids," she said via projector. "Had to change my plans for this class so you're going to be watching a holo!" A really, really bad one. So bad they might consider leaving class early.

Of course, if they tried, they'd soon discover that Aphra had locked the doors...

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