fandomhigh | Wednesday, Period Three: What was the school board thinking giving Jamie Madrox a teaching position?

When the students entered the danger shop today they would notice that it looked just like a normal classroom.

With the exception of several couches pushed up all against the walls of the room.

They would also notice a very stern looking Jamie standing in front of the classroom.

"Good morning class," Jamie said with a scowl. "Did anyone remember your assignment last week? Did you?"

He shook his head and threw his hands up in the air in disgust. "Not one of you completed your assignment. Not one of you introduced yourself falsely. How do I know? It wasn't on the news. And if the squirrels didn't see it? It didn't happen."

He then made a "tsk-tsk" sound. "You kids give me no choice. As of now? You are all failing my class."

That ought to give the A-Type personalities in class a kick in the gut.

"If you want to pass this course? You better be prepared to do what I say. Your assignment today is to learn how to Duplicate. Yep. Like me. How does that work? Using kinetic energy as the key, the danger shop will then create duplicates of yourself to interact with. Like me they will show various aspects of your personality at the time of your creation. Your assignment is then to convince your duplicates to work together to do this simple task..."

He gave his students a big grin.

"Build the ultimate pillow fort from these couch cushions. Sound simple? Well start smacking yourselves and see how easy it is."

Jamie started to turn before he remembered one important thing.

"Oh! One more important thing. No matter how tempting it is, don't make out with yourself. It'll just lead to social awkwardness later on."

...

"Not that I know anything about that. Let's get to work!"

[OOC: Please read the OOC thread before pinging into the class activity]

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"Apparently, we're planning to steal all the cushions to make a cushion warehouse."

"I tried to tell her that all we needed was William the Conqueror's --"

"Okay, seriously, would someone shut her up?"

Scully's Annoyed Dupe came over and shoved at the talky-Claudia. "Do you want to lose your job?! That's important!"

Meanwhile, in the background: "... Honestly, Mulder, I want to go on a road trip with you, I miss you, we can even go to some of those baseball games you like so much, I just get fed up with this place, and I know you're going to be way too into my new nails, but you have to call me back..."

The original Claudia leaned in toward the original Scully, leaving her duplicate to fend for herself.

Well, her duplicate and three other duplicates, who were all ganging up on the annoyed Scully. That wouldn't end well. . . .

"You're letting them call Mulder?!"

"What?" Scully looked over, and cursed in Russian, stomping over to yank the phone out of her double's hands and say into it, "Mulder? Ignore all that. I'm fine."

"I'm visiting you within the week," Mulder was promising.

"I MISS YOU!" the lonely Scully was insisted, even as original Scully said, "No, don't-- oh, crap." And hung up before saying good-bye in order to stomp over to annoyed Scully and grab her arm before she took a swing at a Claudia. "What are you doing?! They're younger than you!"

"They don't respect regs!"

"What do you know?" called one of the Claudias, who was hiding behind another Claudia. "You don't even work for --"

"Okay seriously, you guys, shut up about where we work!"

"I used to work for the FBI!" proclaimed the annoyed one, trying to get to the talky Claudi around the other one. "I had access to all kinds of secrets, but you don't see me blabbing out every single detail about my important job, no, I know how to keep quiet about it, but you, you're endangering the taxpayers by the way you keep being casual with your chatter--"

Scully managed to tackle, and then sit on the annoyed Scully, as the scientific Scully came over and very seriously said, "Please, tell me all about your work at the Warehouse. I need to know if this impacts my work with aliens."

"GOD!"

Claudia grasped onto the "taxpayer" bit with all her might.

"Oh at the IRS warehouse you mean! It's totally super boring and nothing interesting ever happens there, ever."

"Except for when the gooery goes on the fritz and --"

"HOW DO WE MAKE THE DUPLICATES GO AWAY?!"

"NOW?!" Scully echoed her, very loudly, then smacking herself and generating a duplicate who apparently wanted to meditate in the middle of the slap-fight.

One of the Claudia's started doing an interpretive dance around the meditating Scully.

"I think we're doomed," Claudia said.

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