Being a Proper Sea Dog, Friday, Period 3

[cunningkingfish.livejournal.com]

Class met this week in the Danger Shop, on the usual simulated pirate ship.

At the start of class, there was seemingly no teacher.

Instead, a table with a cake. A cake with green icing, cut into generous slices on individual plates, enough for every student.

There was a note by said table, declaring that as an apology for the lack of class last week, there was delicious and moist cake for everyone.

But still no teacher to be seen...

[ooc: Wait for OCD, please! Open class!]

Comments

Eat Cake!

[cunningkingfish.livejournal.com]

Or don't. But there definitely is cake. Perhaps talk with a friend.

Re: Eat Cake!

[deaths-demigod.livejournal.com]

Oh, just what the young hellhound always wanted! In moment's a plate was being licked clean...and then chomped up.

What? At least it wasn't a shield.

Re: Eat Cake!

[trickydemigod.livejournal.com]

Yeah like Luke wasn't gonna eat cake when offered to him. He was so trusting with bad guys.

Re: Eat Cake!

[swordsandsoccer.livejournal.com]

Dolf gave the cake a dubious look. It was a very funny color.

Re: Eat Cake!

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

Rilla wasn't eating anything that shade of green, thank you ever so much.

Re: Eat Cake!

[notmyownage]

Cake and apology? Nothing wrong with that. Claudia was a growing girl.

Re: Eat Cake!

[i-am-the-rat.livejournal.com]

Hank jumped between the cake and his classmates, and started waving his arms. "Don't do it!!! It's a trap!!!"