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Applied Science | Monday | 10.26

"Hi," Tyler said laconic at the front of the room. "I don't get to teach on Halloween this year. Which is good, 'cause I don't think any of you need to see me on a Saturday."

"But" -- he added -- "we're still doing the lab I did last year. It's a very complicated reaction -- here, have a handout. The supplies are on the lab tables. You should probably work in pairs, and it's very important you remember the quality control role of your instructor."

A beat. "If you need help with the write-up on the experiment, there's a easier version at the table at the front of class."

He watched the class for a second."Questions? Comments? Oh, and if you have a violent nut allergy, tell me before I have to take you to the clinic. I have an alternate assignment for you."

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Or CANDY. It might even count as both.

Candy candy candy! Because that was totally what was needed in the morning!

Ino glanced around for a partner, fingers drumming impatiently on the counter.

"This is what I think it is, right?" Ben said, grinning at her.

"It's totally candy if that's what you're thinking," she said, grinning over at him. "It seriously just uses the big words in a misguided attempt to fool us."

It helped, too, that Ino had done this last year.

"The words aren't that big," Ben declared, "just scientific."

And it being an experiment might save him from his normal disasterous result in the kitchen.

"It's a recipe for peanut brittle," Ino pointed out, "and there are perfectly good terms for such crazy items as 'corn syrup' and 'peanuts', so I totally submit that using bigger words for them in the name of science is just a twisted head game."

That was totally said loud enough for Mr. Durden to hear. For all she knew he probably agreed. Or something. She mostly wanted the candy. Caaandy.

"Have you ever made this before?" she asked. "It's not too complicated."

Said the girl who could actually cook, mind.

"I'm generally not allowed to mess around in the kitchen," Ben said. "I stick with electronics."

She raised her eyebrows, amused.

"Does this mean that, if I say you take the lead, we might wind up with a disaster?"

Because Ino was totally for that. It would be fun!

Ben glanced at the instructions. "It's just following directions, right? How hard can that be?"

"Those sound way too much like famous last words for my comfort," she laughed, looking over the instructions.

Ben laughed too. "No, famous last words start with 'I have a bad feeling about this' and end with my uncle saying it's not his fault."

Ben's family was special.

"My favourite famous last word is 'oops'," she declared. "You do not want to hear that at any point during something sensitive or important."

Ino wrinkled her nose cheerfully. "You uncle gets blamed for a lot of stuff?"

"He's pretty much the only non-Force user in the entire family," Ben said with a grin. "It makes him an easy scapegoat."

"Poor him! No defense against those with the Force," she snickered. "Is it a choice--or is it one of those things that you either have or don't, if you don't mind me asking?"

"You're born Force-sensitive or not," Ben said. "It's very strong in my family."

"Wouldn't want to be the one without it," she commented idly. "Shall we get started, then?"

Ben began gathering all of the ingredients with a tiny smile. "Uncle Han is used to it by now, I think. Well, sort of. I think he forgets sometimes that his best friend Luke runs the Jedi."

"Runs the Jedi?" Ino asked, getting the dishes they'd need. "So guess that must be an interesting job."

Priestly rubbed his hands together and set to work.

This was gonna be cake. In that "easy as", "piece of" sort of way. Not actual cake.

Hey, it wasn't like it was a souffle or anything.

Jonothon wasn't doing the peanut brittle exercise, no. There was a mess to be made, with Tyler's permission, and he was going to go right to town while demonstrating exactly why you don't dump lemon juice on something with a large amount of baking soda in it.

Because if you couldn't eat treats, then it was time to do tricks, instead.

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