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Teamwork 101 - Period 1 [Class #15, FINAL!!] [Monday]
Rikku still had a little bit of exuberance in her air. Spending the weekend as a little kid left her with residual giddiness. Not that that was such an unusual state for her, anyway, but she liked it.
“Okay, guys,” she said. “It’s time for you to report in on your projects. Did you complete them? How much did you raise, and for what charity? What obstacles did you bump into, and how did teamwork help? Of course, Reno and I are gonna go first, becauuuuuuuuuse … we decided to do our own fundraiser, too!”
Which had been a way more impressive idea when they hadn’t realized they were going to be little kids during the scheduled day. Oops?
“It went real well,” Reno said, smirking as he held up the proceeds for the class to look at. A shiny one-dollar bill and a button. “See, we put together a lemonade stand, yo. Went all entrepreneurial for this thing. Sold our lemonade for a nickel a glass, and only charged a little extra for the plastic army man that was floatin’ around in there without an arm.”
It was garnish.
“Our efforts managed to raise over a dollar for …” Rikku frowned. “I wrote it down.” She was now digging out a crayon-scribbled napkin from her leg-pouch, and squinting at the horrible handwriting. “I … don’t know. I don’t think I can read this.”
“Here, lemmie see,” Reno said, reaching for the note. “I speak fluent chickenscratch.” Which came in handy for things like annoying the boss on the paperwork, and reading prescriptions written out by... any doctor ever. “We managed to raise over a dollar for... Kangaroos.”
Huh.
“Seriously?” Rikku was going to peer over his shoulder and … nope, that did look like ‘kangaroos.’ If you allowed for spelling. “Um … right! A dollar, for kangaroos. So that just shows you what you can do, if …”
Okay, no, that was going to bother her. “Kangaroos?” she asked. “Were we … like … saving them from something, or … were we going to rent one or …....”
‘Save the Kangaroos’ was a new one, for Rikku.
“Actually,” Reno added, smirking faintly, “I think we wanted to go for rides in their pouches, yo.”
It was a truly noble cause, kids.
“So, whatever you guys got, like we said before, we’ll match before sendin’ off to your charities of choice, yo,” Reno continued, grinning. “For the rest of today, we’re gonna take it easy. Wouldn’t wanna tucker you guys out after a long weekend of gettin’ married and makin’ mudpies, yo. We got our hands on a couple episodes of somethin’ that teaches the real importance of teamwork, and figured we’d just make a class of it, yo.”
He was doing that smirking thing again. Run away.
“It’s the cutest thing ever!!!!” Rikku squeed. She was being sincere. This should also be terrifying, kids. “It’s Weetiny Horsies: Teamwork is Sparkly! It’s the super epic story of how the Princess’s apprentice is sent to Horsieland to … oh, you’ll see! I don’t want to spoil it!!!!!”
“Okay, guys,” she said. “It’s time for you to report in on your projects. Did you complete them? How much did you raise, and for what charity? What obstacles did you bump into, and how did teamwork help? Of course, Reno and I are gonna go first, becauuuuuuuuuse … we decided to do our own fundraiser, too!”
Which had been a way more impressive idea when they hadn’t realized they were going to be little kids during the scheduled day. Oops?
“It went real well,” Reno said, smirking as he held up the proceeds for the class to look at. A shiny one-dollar bill and a button. “See, we put together a lemonade stand, yo. Went all entrepreneurial for this thing. Sold our lemonade for a nickel a glass, and only charged a little extra for the plastic army man that was floatin’ around in there without an arm.”
It was garnish.
“Our efforts managed to raise over a dollar for …” Rikku frowned. “I wrote it down.” She was now digging out a crayon-scribbled napkin from her leg-pouch, and squinting at the horrible handwriting. “I … don’t know. I don’t think I can read this.”
“Here, lemmie see,” Reno said, reaching for the note. “I speak fluent chickenscratch.” Which came in handy for things like annoying the boss on the paperwork, and reading prescriptions written out by... any doctor ever. “We managed to raise over a dollar for... Kangaroos.”
Huh.
“Seriously?” Rikku was going to peer over his shoulder and … nope, that did look like ‘kangaroos.’ If you allowed for spelling. “Um … right! A dollar, for kangaroos. So that just shows you what you can do, if …”
Okay, no, that was going to bother her. “Kangaroos?” she asked. “Were we … like … saving them from something, or … were we going to rent one or …....”
‘Save the Kangaroos’ was a new one, for Rikku.
“Actually,” Reno added, smirking faintly, “I think we wanted to go for rides in their pouches, yo.”
It was a truly noble cause, kids.
“So, whatever you guys got, like we said before, we’ll match before sendin’ off to your charities of choice, yo,” Reno continued, grinning. “For the rest of today, we’re gonna take it easy. Wouldn’t wanna tucker you guys out after a long weekend of gettin’ married and makin’ mudpies, yo. We got our hands on a couple episodes of somethin’ that teaches the real importance of teamwork, and figured we’d just make a class of it, yo.”
He was doing that smirking thing again. Run away.
“It’s the cutest thing ever!!!!” Rikku squeed. She was being sincere. This should also be terrifying, kids. “It’s Weetiny Horsies: Teamwork is Sparkly! It’s the super epic story of how the Princess’s apprentice is sent to Horsieland to … oh, you’ll see! I don’t want to spoil it!!!!!”
Re: Your Final Projects! - TEAM15
Besides, it didn't really matter how much was there, just that there was some.