fandomhigh | Mythbusting, Tuesday, Period 2

Tyler smiled slightly at his class as they assembled. No lab supplies were in evidence, just a TV at the front of the room. "Morning. We're just watching a video here and then we're going outside for the experiment -- the Diet Coke-Mentos eruption."

He cued up a DVD player at the front of class. "This is an episode of Mythbusters --- yes, the show I named the clas for -- showing the science behind what we're going to do. I would have a lecture, but I wouldn't say anything the magic box won't already tell you. These guys are good."

The episode played, explaining that the reaction, in which Mentos dropped into a bottle of Diet Coke produce a fountain as tall as a person, is a product of the caffeine, potassium benzoate, aspartame, and carbon dioxide in the Diet Coke and the gelatin and gum arabic in the Mentos, as well as the rough surface of the candies.

When it was over, Tyler turned off the TV. "And now, you get to do this yourself. Grab a buddy and we're going outside. I have Mentos, Certs, M&Ms, Skittles, Diet Coke, regular Coke, and plain soda water, plus Diet Pepsi, so you can play around and see what makes the best fountain."

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"Okay, how about you experiment while I watch and eat the candy," Chuck suggested. That seemed like a fair plan to him.

"You can at least hand me the candy," Sam said. "Then you can stand back so you don't get wet."

"I suppose I could manage that," Chuck said with an exaggerated sigh.

"I won't ask you to do anything too strenuous," Sam assured him. "How are you feeling?"

"Okay, I guess. Rachel healed me up on Saturday. Benefits of knowing an empath," Chuck said. He frowned slightly. "Blair left over the weekend."

"I heard Emmett mention her on the radio," Sam said casually. Of course he listened on Chuck's nights. "I'm sorry."

"Yeah," Chuck mumbled as he busied himself with opening a bag of Skittles. "Well. Can't really blame her."

"I guess not," Sam said, getting one of the Diet Coke bottles open. "But with you and Serena here...I don't know, it still sucks."

"We'll get over it. Vanishing acts are an Upper East Side specialty," he said. "Serena, then Blair. I suppose I'm due for one next."

"Hey, no disappearing," Sam said, before he really thought about it. "I mean, you know, without some warning."

Chuck smirked. "Miss me, would you?"

"I never said that," Sam replied. "I just meant it would be weird to have you be here one day, and not be here the next."

"It'd be weird because you'd miss me," Chuck said as he poured some Skittles in his hand.

"My life would be less interesting," Sam admitted.

"Every time you say that I assume it's Sam for 'I need you in my life, Chuck'. Which is perfectly understandable," he said. "I have that effect on people."

"Hey, I also wouldn't have to worry every time I ate a brownie without knowing where it came from, and I wouldn't have to share my notes with anyone," Sam pointed out.

"Don't even act like you don't love sharing your notes with me," Chuck said. "You like proving how smart you are."

"Well, it is nice to have someone think I'm smart," Sam admitted, focusing on playing with the bottle of soda.

"Everyone thinks you're smart," Chuck told him. Well. Most of the time.

"Yeah, but not everyone wants to borrow my notes," Sam said. He wasn't sure when that had become a compliment, but it was one.

"That's because everyone but me is too nice to take advantage of you and your smartness," Chuck said.

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