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fandomhigh2010-04-12 05:51 pm
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Horror 101, Monday
Mitchell wasn't... looking quite as collected as usual today. He was leaning against the back of the classroom, and that was that. In the center of the room were a big stack of fairy tale books, most of them European.
"So I gather you're all a bit busy right now," he started, "I thought I'd get something full of horror for the younger ones. And I have fingerpaints. You know."
A beat.
"Encourage your children to write. Or draw. Or do it yourself. Make something scary and show it off. Enjoy the vacation. And remember - this is how most of us start with our horror. As cautionary tales."
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"So I gather you're all a bit busy right now," he started, "I thought I'd get something full of horror for the younger ones. And I have fingerpaints. You know."
A beat.
"Encourage your children to write. Or draw. Or do it yourself. Make something scary and show it off. Enjoy the vacation. And remember - this is how most of us start with our horror. As cautionary tales."
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"Look Mommy, colors!"
"Yes, sweetie," Chloe said. "Paints."
"I want to color!"
"Yes, Kendra and let's try not yelling inside, ok?"
"I'mma gonna make hair like my mommy's!"
Chloe may have whimpered at that.
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Alex very nearly threw some paint at her. Very nearly.
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Most things, in Annika's opinion, were better if they involved tiaras and ponies.
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"Have I told either of you two about the time I saw a real, live unicorn? They're not pretend, and they're not just for little kids."
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It probably wasn't much better than Annika's pony. Emma wasn't an artist.
"I went to visit your Aunt Karla and stay at her home for a long weekend. I like it there a lot, because there's more people like me. The Blood can do a lot of things besides telepathy, but it's nice to have people around that understand," she said, trying to draw the unicorn's head. "I met a young dragon the size of a pony, and saw real unicorns, an entire herd of them."
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"You didn't want anything else to read?" Jack asked, watching the boy carefully.
He shook his head. "I like these. They're true. And you like it when I want to read in English."
"...all right," Jack said, wondering what the boy meant by 'true' but a little afraid to ask. He'd doodle idly while the boy read.
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"You didn't have any?"
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He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "They ... haven't tried to kill each other yet."
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Shut up, it was creative too.
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He was having a hard time deciding between obsessions. Shut up.
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It wasn't as though Jonothon had a child to tend to, but that wasn't about to stop him from picking up one of the fairy tale books and flipping through it idly for the duration of the class.
The Brothers Grimm were delightfully gruesome, when you got right to it.