fandomhigh | Teambuilding for Dummies [Thursday, 4th Period]

Today the Danger Shop was set up to resemble the library, though with a complete lack of librarian or library aides. Oz sat reading at the main desk with his feet up as he waited for the last of the students to file in. Once said last student had arrived, he spoke up.

"Detention. All of you." After pausing just long enough for that to sink in and get a reaction, he stood up and continued. "That's today's assignment. You see, it's easy enough to form enduring bonds of friendship and team spirit during times of adversity and life-threatening danger, but it's harder you're just shoved in a room together with nothing to do. Hence, detention."

"What I want you to spend this class doing, is to sit at the library desks, and to stay there and write essays about who you are, while I read in the office. I don't you to move, I don't want you to talk, or move, or argue, or bond over the various reasons you're in detention which are in envelopes next to your blank essays, or go on a wacky adventure to steal leftover cupcakes from the last class, or anything like that." Oz completely wanted them to do these things, he just didn't want them to get caught. "Got it?"

When the students were all seated, Oz picked up his magazine and headed towards the simulated librarian's office. "Remember, shutty," he said as he closed the door.

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Oooh! What a great idea! After opening it, Topher eagerly scrambled to write a response, then held it up so Peter could see.

LET'S GO GET SOME!

Then he flashed Peter an enormous, excited grin.

WORST MINION EVER.

Edited 2011-07-21 18:16 (UTC)

Peter adopted an appropriately worried expression, and shook his head.

Sure, it galled him a little to pretend to be scared of a teacher, but...

Topher just nodded eagerly. He even double-underlined the word "Let's" for extra emphasis.

Peter shook his head again, then took his own sheet of paper and wrote down, again in a different handwriting, I won't risk it. And you can't do it alone. Maybe someone like Tony can grab us a few extras.

Again, he didn't toss that towards Topher until he was absolutely sure nobody was watching.

Topher scowled and got to work drawing an enormous cupcake. Next to it was a little stick-figure Peter with a big smile on his face.

He held it up and waved it in the air.

Someone lacked subtlety. And self-preservation.

Ohhhh, yeah.

Which was why Peter was ignoring him, now. Calculatedly.

Come on, Topher. Take the bait.

Oh, please. Topher could get a reaction out of ANYONE.

Or so he thought.

He proceeded to pelt Peter with crumpled-up sheets of paper.

Oh, for that, Peter was swinging by Emma's shift again next week to purchase some sex toys to leave around Topher's room.

He pulled all of his self-respect together, and sent an expectant look towards Tony. He could save them from cupcakelessness. Really, Topher! Tony would be our cupcake-savior.

Unless you thought you were better than Tony...?

Topher's jaw dropped and he gaped at Peter in horror, his expression clearly demanding, What are you looking at him for?!

Poor, naive Topher. Make that poor, naive, twitching and crying Topher when the sex toys made their way into his room.

Yeah, well, it's life. Dem's the breaks if you mess with Peter Wiggin, Topher.

Peter shrugged his shoulders. Well. You know. Getting cupcakes was a hard-knock life that not everybody was made for.

Frowning, Topher reached into his backpack and extracted a bag of Doritos. He held it up and tilted his head in Peter's direction, his expression offering, Want some?

Because while the idea of going to get the cupcakes was a little daunting, he was still a minion and wanted to impress Peter somehow.

Not dirty.

Edited 2011-07-21 19:01 (UTC)

Or was it?

Peter sighed. It was a sigh of ennui and disappointment and understanding, really, Topher.

Maybe a little.

Assuming that Peter must have just missed the offer, Topher did him the favor of throwing the Doritos at his head.

Why did he have such stupid minions? Honestly, Peter wondered if he was cursed. He definitely hoped the new girl he'd set his sights on was a little smarter.

Why couldn't Emma be his age? Sigh.

Discretely, Peter jotted I despair of you on a sheet of paper, and held it up.

Hey! Topher wasn't stupid! He was a genius!

Just, you know, not a particularly smart one.

He shrugged, then pointed longingly at the Doritos. If Peter wasn't going to eat them, he wanted them back.

[[Running AFK for a bit!]]

Peter took a Dorito and ate it.

That's what you get, Topher.

But -- but -- but those were Cool Ranch. DAMNIT, PETER.

Frustrated, Topher stood up and set off on a quest for cupcakes. He returned five minutes later with two enormous cupcakes that were shaped like hearts and shoved one of them at Peter.

...The hearts were all he could find.

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