Creative Thinking, Monday, Period Three

[jedigrammarians]

"The floor is lava!" And indeed the floor of the Danger Shop was indeed lava. "And that thing you want is on the other side of the room!"

You could see where this was going, right?

The Multiverse is F'ed, Y'all - Tuesday, Second Period [03/24].

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer was getting a distinct feeling lately that you really didn't have to go so far as any multiverse to find some pretty f'ed up things (y'all), and she'd considered maybe a little venture to some less f'ed up dimensions for a little while, but she might keep those in her pocket if this feeling sort of persisted. She didn't do movie classes, like, hardly ever, so she was going to go ahead and go for that today.

In the danger shop.

She almost set it up to just look like a classroom, because that was still hilarious to her, and have them watch it on a little roll-away TV, but that would just be insulting to the movie. Full glorious IMAX theater treatment today! With big comfortable seats that reclined, a floor that actually wasn't sticky with soda, and drinks and popcorn galore. And ice cream. With flies in it.

She'll get to that in a second.

"Okay, guys," she said, "here's the thing. Sometimes, the real f'ed up thing is that there are some pretty awesome thing in the multiverse that exist in other dimensions but not others, and some of the fun of other dimensions is discovering these things that are slightly different from your dimension but much, much better. Take, for example, Ball Fondlers--not what it sounds like!"--she amended that quickly, because she knew for a fact and previous classes that she had gross teenage boys in her class!--"It's a TV show from several different dimensions, although not mine, though it resembles a few shows you might find here or there. It's about a ragtag team of unique personalities who go on covert missions for the army, usually in tropical jungle settings, and they fight a lot of people and it's all action, no-holds barred fun, and Fulgora is kind of a personal hero of mine, you'll see what I mean. Anyway, Ball Fondlers only exists in some dimensions, and there's only a few of those where they actually expanded it out into a full movie franchise, but lucky for you all, I've been to one of those dimensions so I know that this beautiful thing exists, and now I'm going to share it with you.

"There are snacks and drinks there for you, too," she said, "including ice cream. You'll notice there are flies in the ice cream. That's kind of a thing, because the dimension where I'm pulling this movie from was invaded by giant spiders,"--through a series of events she will not be talkinga bout and did not have anything to do with another sociopathic spaceship that had a little bit of an obsession with her which was not a worrisome trend she was starting to notice, whhaaaaat?--"and so ice cream was made with flies in it so that everyone could enjoy ice cream, especially the new spider overlords, and I'm mostly just including it lest you guys forget that, yeah, the multiverse is, in fact, a little f'ed, y'all."


[[ ocd is incoming up! ]]

Leadership Class, Tuesday, March 24, 2020

[heroic_jawline]

Was everyone ready for a cold, wet run around the island, possibly several times? Because Steve was suuuuper excited about it!

Legitimately, painfully, earnestly excited about it. “Hello, everyone!” he said, practically bouncing on his toes. “One of the most important parts of keeping your mind sharp is keeping your body healthy!”

And Tony was looking deeply apologetic for what was about to transpire. "That is correct," he admitted slowly. "It's an easy class today. We'll be doing a little jogging."

"Well, a lot of jogging," Steve admitted. "It's good for you! And fun!"

Possibly only to Steve.

Tony mouthed 'sorry' to the class. Because he should have tried harder to give them an easier thing to do.

Advanced Bird Haberdashery, Wednesday, period 2

[betterthanaplan]

There were no birds in bird class today. Instead, the classroom was full of little, fluffy, wavy haired puppies, each wearing a little collar reading "I'M A BIRD!"

"Cockapoos," Duke said. "These cute, slightly confused little suckers are going to get cloches." The puppy in his lap leaned its head up and licked his chin. Duke snorted and shifted his face out of reach, scrubbing at the puppy's ears. "Have fun, and try not to get smothered in slobber."