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Detention! - The Danger Shop, Sunday Morning

Because the danger shop was available for teachers to use, Deadpool was gonna abuse that privilege aaaaall the time. Which would be why it was now made up to look like a daycare center from maybe a recent movie about toys. Maybe.

"You both know why you're here," Deadpool informed them. "So, get to work with the kids. And give me the carburetor back before I give Jan enough sugar to let her run a marathon."

[[For the people given detention. And some Jedi]]

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"Oh, no, no, no," said Ariel, giggling again, because, seriously, how cute was this kid? Quite possibly the cutest ever. Except maybe that other one. They were both the cutest kids ever, clearly. "I wouldn't dream of it. I'm not much of a drummer myself. I'm more of a singer. Would you like to hear a song? And play along on the drum? I know a good one that's very similar to that great calypso beat."

"Sing!" Juliet demanded, beating on the drum some more.

Giggling still, Ariel nodded with an attempt to at least look as if this was all very serious and grave and important. "Yes, ma'am! You ready?"

Ariel gave Juliet the chance to lead her in with her clearly awesome drumming before she started in with a song she remembered Sebastian having her sing with him once (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b7GmuhXXZQk). One of the ones that didn't suck.

And of course there was appropriate sitting calypso dancing to go along with it.

Juliet got about halfway through the song before she started wailing.

"Oh."

Well, that was unexpected.

"Er, how about this one?"

Because who didn't love a song about being under da sea (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jgA2xo0HYrE)? It was practically a classic.

"NO SING NO SING!" Juliet cried, beating on the drum.

And, being a Force-strong toddler, making a chair bounce up and down through the air.

"Okay, okay!" Ariel held up her hands in defeat. "No sing, promise. If you don't want to sing, what would you like to do instead? Just play?"

Juliet sniffled. "Sing?" she said, then began: "A B D F J L..."

"Awww." ADORABLE. "That was really close, you almost got it!"

"You!" Juliet demanded. "A B D D F J J L--"

"Oh, well," Ariel took a second before throwing out, "M N O P..."

"R T V X Z!" Juliet finished triumphantly. "AGAIN!"

Ariel clapped her her hands a little and gladly started again. "A B C D...."

"E F G H J J L..." Juliet continued, banging tunelessly on her bongo, which lit up.

"M N O P..." Ariel might just be hoping that, if she kept throwing in the correct ones, maybe she'll pick up on it?

Just like Mommy with the flash cards and the many calls to Grandma wondering if this was normal!

Juliet liked her version more anyway. She didn't really believe in vowels. Or W. Or Q. "R S T X Z!"

See?

"Whoa," Areil said in a fit of a new giggles. "A little speedy on the end there."

Juliet clapped her hands together. "Elmo?" she asked.

Ariel's eyebrows lifted.

"Oooh, what's Elmo?"

"Red," Juliet explained helpfully, giggling. "Elmo now?"

[And I'll be Julietting it up for you until I go to bed, bb.]

"Red?" asked Ariel, who ducked her head forward so that her hair tumbled over her face. "My hair is red, see?"

She had no idea what Elmo meant....Which wasn't to say she wasn't terribly curious, but she had the feeling that Juliet wasn't exactly going to just tell her...

"Pretty," Juliet decided after a moment, reaching up to tug on Ariel's hair. Elmo? Totally forgotten.

"Ooh," Ariel laughed a little at the little tug, even if there was a nervous edge to it. "Careful now. No pulling. Pulling hair is bad..."

But she could hardly deny the child from being able to play with it.

But pulling was fun! "Pretty!" Juliet insisted, trying to yank now.

It was affectionate, really. Just like when she pulled on her mommy's hair because it was So Pretty!

And Daddy's hair, too. His was also pretty. He pretended he didn't like hearing it, though.

Ariel winced. She closed her eyes to let the pain pass and said, "Okay, that's enough playing with Ariel's hair now. Let's let go...play drums, yeah? Sing?"

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Detention! - The Danger Shop, Sunday Morning

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