Fashion! Etc., Etc., Etc. [Thursday, June FOURTH, FOR REAL, 1st period]

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Edna was practically buried under a pile of costumes, only her sensible yet fabulous shoes showing, as she entered the Danger Shop. "Today we try on what you have designed! I finished them up for you--no need to thank me, not that you would, ungrateful teenagers that you are--and I have also brought in a rack of weapons that don't work so don't try to kill each other with them please. Put on your outfits, prance around, do a little turn on the catwalk--" yes, there was a small runway, "and ask each other for advice. Because yes, some of these outfits will make your butts look big. Best to know now before we make the final project with the good fabric."

Spandex and hormones. What a fantastic combination!

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Dinah was not looking. Dinah was not looking. Because her brain didn't need to start wondering about hypothetical ways to cause theoretical future children, and Gawain could stay entirely imaginary from now on, thanks very much. Most days she liked Arthur, but it was better for the universe if it was not like that.

When she realized she was humming "Damn, Wish I Was Your Lover" she put her head down on the desk for a good ten minutes until she could hum "Re: Your Brains" in order to think again.