Wilderness Adventures, Tuesday

[imafuturist]

Class was once more outside! This time there were a number of fishing poles and bait waiting with the teachers once the students arrived.

"So, it's our last class and things seem... kind of normal?" Tony said slowly. "Or at least better than the last few weeks."

If you ignored the sinking dread that permeated the island. But whatevs.

"So we thought we'd spend the time out fishing," Steve said, helpfully holding up the fishing pole nearest to him.

"Now, Captain Rogers and I aren't exactly, uh, experts at this." Putting it mildly. "But we found some easy instructions for anyone unfamiliar with the process."

Wayne probably haaaaaaaaaaaated them right now. "Biggest fish wins a prize of some kind," Steve said. "...not a robot fish."

At this point, Wayne should just be glad there was no glitter.

"It's candy," Tony said. "We brought candy."

"Swedish fish!" Steve said, smirking.

The Mid-Century Cookbook; Tuesday, First Period [06/18].

[somethingwithturquoise]

It took a lot for Summer to actually get herself out of bed that morning, because she was not feeling great, and in addition to those spots she noticed getting itchier and bigger, her head felt like it had been run over by a mack truck and then set on fire. So that was fun! And whatever bug she caught, she really, really hoped it was just a quick thing because tomorrow was supposed to be her birthday party, but this was Fandom, yeah freakin' right, maybe she should just cancel the thing right now, because there was no way someone just got a twenty-four hour flu and that was it around here.

She wanted to just stay home and rest up and try to get better before tomorrow, but it was the last class of the semester, she couldn't miss that, but as soon as she was done delivering her final disgusting monstrosity (and it was a doozy; if these students didn't hate her already, she was pretty sure this would do the trick, and there was no chance in hell she was seeing any of them next session, which was a shame, because she did like them, despite the food), she was going home, grabbing all the cold medicine she could off the shelves at T&C, and hiding under a blanket for the rest of the day.

"Okay, guys," she said, with not quite her usual cheer, but she tried, dammit, "this is the last one and then you're free of my cullinary tyrany. It's an easy one, but, man, is it a doozy, involving flavor packets, processed meat, and aeresol cheese. Today....we make bolonga cake."

And weep. Weep for all eternity.

[[ ocd on the way is up! ]]

Fun with Science! | Tuesday, 4th period

[what_the_shock]

"Well, we're back to sort of normal," Miguel said, looking at the students. "Last week didn't give me much time to come up with a final, though. So here's what we've got: you're all going to build a structure. Fort, tower, something like that. No bigger than fits in this room as it is." Which would give them one story life-size, or several if they went smaller. "I'm going to try to break it. Use any science you can think of to make it impenetrable. I'll use science against it. Hopefully if nothing else, you'll learn what works the next time the island goes crazy."