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fandomhigh2009-04-23 07:16 am
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Cooking Club [Home Ec Classroom, Thursday]
For probably the last time, Ned got himself set up for cooking club. He wasn't going to let himself feel sad (though, he pretty much was sad all the time) instead, choosing to be stoic. He'd managed to do this for a full year without a freakout. He wasn't going to break that streak.
"Hey guys," he said, giving them all a little wave. "This is our last meeting for the semester and probably my last as the club's leader. So, it's a free for all. Cook, don't cook, throw food at each other, it's up to you. You've all been great this year and I'm glad you let me run this club despite many reasons that I probably shouldn't have. I hope you've all learned at least one thing and had some good food. Thanks."
He nodded and skittered away so he could remain stoic. Such a wimp.
"Hey guys," he said, giving them all a little wave. "This is our last meeting for the semester and probably my last as the club's leader. So, it's a free for all. Cook, don't cook, throw food at each other, it's up to you. You've all been great this year and I'm glad you let me run this club despite many reasons that I probably shouldn't have. I hope you've all learned at least one thing and had some good food. Thanks."
He nodded and skittered away so he could remain stoic. Such a wimp.
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