Study Hall - Monday, October 17th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Sarah sits on the floor of the study hall, playing with a bunch of black lab puppies.

No, really.

And no, she's not teaching them how to kill. Although she is making them sniff a toaster and then sniff everybody who comes into the room.

Today is obviously not a low-paranoia day for her.

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TEH PUPPIEZ!

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John leans in the doorway.

"Sorry, Mom. Couldn't resist. I heard rumors that you were being attacked by Teh Cyootness, and I had to see for myself."

He squats down as one of the fewoshus puppies toddle over and proceeds to puppygnaw on John's hand.

Re: TEH PUPPIEZ!

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

"I'm training them to scent for Terminators. Rover's good at what it does, but I can't help it if I just need the assurance of a pack of guard dogs. Squee! Look at that rolypoly little one trying to eat my bootlaces! *flails with restraint and discipline*""

Re: TEH PUPPIEZ!

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Just Terminators? If they can distinguish between man and metallica, they'd be a big help in sniffing out robotic persons who may be among us. Or will be among us, I should say. There's no possible way they'd get past your security."

Unless, of course, you signed off on it. Which you'd never do.

OMG THEY'RE SO CUTE! Look, this one's all sleepypup! soooo cuuuute *pokepokepokepoke*