fandomhigh | The Fifteen Labors of Fandom, Session 3, Period 1

Hercules cracked his knuckles as the class once again gathered outside of the Danger Shop. As was tradition for class time, he was wearing his 'battle-toga' number, just because he really liked the outfit. Once the class had all come together, he clapped his hands together and explained the day's activity.

"Today, you have a different sort of task ahead of you. While many of my own labors were solved through well placed strikes of my club, this one I solved entirely by being clever. However, as I doubt any of you could hold up the firmament of the heavens upon your back, I think you will have to come up with a new method to complete this task. Beyond these doors are the gardens of the Hesperides, a beautifully lush and green area populated with three nymphs."

He pointed at one of the boys in the class at random. "Do not get too excited, modern etymology is a bit exaggerated on the term."

Yes, Hercules just used the word 'etymology'.

"There is a tree of apples in the center of this garden, which the nymphs do not wish human hands to touch. I want each of you to take one of these apples and meet me back at the place we all enter into the simulation. I warn you, there might be a complication or two you may encounter."

He grinned, and then opened the door. "Your labor awaits!"

[ooc: ~~Please wait for OCD!~~ Class is up and ready to go!]

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Normally, this would be where Karla started explaining to the nymphs exactly what they could go do with that superior attitude they had going on, but Karla was being diplomatic.

SEE, WARREN? SHE TOLD YOU SHE WAS GOOD AT IT.

"I was wondering...since this is probably the last time I will ever see this place, can I maybe have a tour? It's so beautiful, I know the sight will stay with me until the end of my days, and, with a guide, I can't possibly stumble into any of the danger you've warned me of." She tried to look a little shamefaced. "I'd hate to cause you any trouble."

The other two nymphs resumed their singing while the third shook her head.

"Sorry, but no. You're amusing, but not that amusing, little mortal."

"I think you might be surprised about how amusing I can be--" and no, that wasn't a come on "--may I explore then? You haven't said this garden is off-limits."

"It's not," the nymph said. "But you've been warned. Avoid the tree of golden apples if you value your tiny, insignificant life."

Karla laughed at her right then. "The tree of immortality? Please. I'm far too interested in clinging to my ephemerals. I like having a boyfriend and friends to talk to--though I'm sure your singing forever in a lonely garden is fun, too."

Well, she was diplomatic for a few minutes.

The Fifteen Labors of Fandom, Session 3, Period 1

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