The Mid-Century Cookbook; Tuesday, First Period [06/11].

[somethingwithturquoise]

Hopefully, the students received Summer's message about meeting in the Danger Shop for class that week, and if they showed up, she'd actually feel a little surprised and a little honored because it would have just been that easy to just claim they hadn't received any message at all, they were at the normal classroom, really....because that's likely what she might have done in those circumstances.

Anyway, the Danger Shop was set up exactly like their usual classroom, so, y'know.

"Hey, guys," Summer started, "it's slim pickings out there right now, so I decided it would pretty much be a crime against humanity to take what little there was out there and use it for the monstrosities we create here. I mean, we could, I had some really great ideas for what we could do with canned fake meat and Spaghetti-Os, but people might actually want to eat that stuff this week, but not with what we'd be doing to it. So we turn to the Danger Shop, where our options might not be real, but they're endless, so there's always that.

"But...." She paused dramatically. "Even with the endless possibilities, we're still making what we would have made if we decided to be dicks and use up some of our current, actual resources, to show that, really, even when times are hard, you can still make fantastically bad food. To your stations, everyone! And prepare yourself for the stuffed crown roast of frankfurters!"

[[ and wait for the OCD is up! ]]

Fun with Science! | Tuesday, 4th period

[what_the_shock]

"Well, this is fun." Miguel was scowling. "First off, glad you made it. Second, anyone that wants an escort back to the dorms, let me know. Lastly - today we're working on structural analysis and waterproofing. I plan on heading out later to try and keep this place from coming down on our heads, but there's going to be more than any one person can do, so just in case, you're all going to learn how to fix anything you come across."

He fixed them with a stern glare. "You're only going to fix something if you're not being attacked. Otherwise, you're going to call for help so you don't die. Anyway, come on."

Wilderness Adventures, Tuesday, June 11, 2019

[heroic_jawline]

Steve had abandoned the khakis this week in favor of his navy blue, kevlar-reinforced Captain America uniform, complete with shield. The trip from town to the Danger Shop today had...let's just say not been his favorite.

"Right, so we're not going outside today," he said in a tone that would not accept any argument.

"But we've still got lessons to teach," Tony said, trying to make up for Steve's level of tenseness with a smile. "This time we'll be trying an urban environment. Which many might be more familiar with."

"It might come as a shock to you all," Steve said a little dryly, smiling at Wayne, "but your teachers certainly are. There's still wild life, but...rats and pigeons, rather than deer and weirdly short giraffes."

Fandom, what.

"Hawks now too!" Tony said with obvious excitement. "So, welcome to Central Park. The bit of nature your teachers are most familiar with. We can do a bit of nature watching and... maybe avoid the panhandlers. If someone tries to hand you a CD, do not take it."

Welcome to New York! That Tony had coded maybe a little too accurately.

"Or the people pretending to fine you for not smiling. They are just creepy," Steve added.