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Shop Class, Wednesday Morning

Sam was sitting on the desk when everyone arrived. The classroom had already been set to resemble a kitchen and a pile of fresh groceries was sitting on one of the counters.

"Morning, guys. Mac's not here, so you get stuck with me for the day. Unfortunately, I can't really do much because of the stupid snow monsters, so I had to improvise. We've done a lot this semester about using science and ingenuity to get ourselves out of dangerous or hazardous situations, but they can be used other places, too."

She gestured to the kitchen and the food, smiling.

"Your assignment for the day, should you choose to accept it, is to make yourself breakfast. The twist? There has to be something about either the food or the way you cook it that is creative in the way of our esteemed, if absent, leader."

"Have fun, and the fire extinguisher's in the corner if you need it."

[ooc: Huge thanks to Xander-mun for finding the real URL for me. Have fun and ping me with any questions or problems.]

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No, Sam won't be cooking. Trust me, it's better that way.

[Here's the direct link to the recipes.]

[You rock hardcore. Thanks.]

John looks through the cookbook for something easy and non life threatening.

Of course, he can't resist the chocolate and goes for the brownies. It's supposed to be triple chocolate but, what the hey, John adds enough for quadruple chocolate. The ingredients go into a bowl, the chooclate included, and, just for kicks, he adds some chocolate chips too.

Into the oven they go!

About forty minutes later, the brownies ping and they're done. And they are gooey! John tries a bite and damn, sweet!

Sam looked longingly at the brownies, even if they weren't breakfast food. They smelled really good.

John waves a brownie at Sam.

"Want one?" He smiles charmingly. "Chocolate brownies!"

"My hero," Sam said, taking one. "Even if certain people wouldn't approve of brownies for breakfast." She wasn't still grumpy about her fight with Janet. Really.

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Xander looked sadly at the charred, blackened corpse of his banana wheat pancakes, then also stared longingly at John's ~~arms~~ brownies.

John eats another brownie and offers one to Xander.

"I got lots," John says. "Want a sugar rush?"

"I would love you ~~until it wears off~~ forever," Xander said, reaching happily for it. "I'd trade you, but the pancakes... are kind of welded to the pan. Which I guess is handy and mechanic-like, but not so tasty. You're welcome to my banana, though, if you want it, since I never quite got to use it." He held out the unpeeled, unsliced fruit.

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Xander was doing fine until he got to the part about waiting for the pancakes to bubble on top before adding the sliced bananas.

Sliced? That'd be something he should've done before he poured the batter in, huh.

By the time he'd hunted down a knife and managed to break off the stem of the first banana instead of peeling it properly, as I you ~~constantly~~ do, the batter wasn't so much batter anymore as... ex-batter. Tired and shagged out after a prolonged charring. Joined the choir invisible but unfortunately not unsmellable.

"Xander, you might want to open a window," Sam said, eyes watering from the aroma.

Xander nodded, walked to the classroom wall and tried to open one of the windows.

Of course, since it was a hologram, he looked slightly stupider than he felt when his fingers passed through the frame.

"Or I could turn the ventilator fan on instead," he said with a cough that was half embarrassment and half the legitimate beginnings of black lung disease. He flipped a very real switch on the wall near the door, and the scent began to dissipate after a second of whirring air.

Nadia wondered briefly if the Macguyver version of cooking meant eating burnt duct tape.

She opted for the eggs instead. Of course, scrambled eggs were both easy and boring, so she started adding things. A little milk. Sweet red peppers. Onions. Cheese. Spinach. Bacon bits. Tobasco. Green peppers. Cucumber. Sweet corn. More tobasco. Salt and pepper. Diced apple. Carrots. Lots of tobasco. Chocolate chips. Sliced almonds. Wayyyy too much tobasco. A touch of vanilla extract. And some chili powder, for flavor.

At the last minute, she grabbed Xander's left over banana and added that to the mix, as well.

Then she added several more eggs to compensate for the additional ingredients.

And yes, she might still be a little high from the brownies last night. What of it?

Her tribute to Mac was using tin foil to make her frying pan tall enough to handle the mass of ingredients.

Sam may have looked a little green as she saw the combination of ingredients. "Good use of foil, Nadia."

"Thanks." Nadia sampled some of her own creation. Her eyes watered immediately. Perfect. "I call it 'the wake up call'."

"I think you could use that to wake up the entire Eastern Seaboard."

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Izzie decides to go simple and relatively classic and make scrambled eggs, bacon, blueberry muffins, and freshly squeezed orange juice. To make the eggs and bacon she grabs an pan and cracks the eggs into it. Whisking them with a fork, Izzie goes to get some welding tools. She uses the flame to heat the underside of the pan, and successfully scrambles the eggs.

After sliding the eggs onto a plate she repeats the same process with the bacon. Adding the bacon to her plate, she looks around for the appropriate ingredients for the blueberry muffins.

She makes a nice muffin tin out of duct tape and gently pours the batter into the tin. Placing the tin on the pan, Izzie uses the welding tools again to "bake" the muffins.

Finally she uses a swiss army knife to cut several oranges in half. Grabbing a cup and a vise grip, she squeezes the oranges until she has a whole cup of juice.

She glances around the room. She made more than enough food for everyone, so she decides to share.

"Nice job, Izzie! Extra credit for not singeing off your own eyebrows with the blowtorch." She frowned slightly. "If I can give out extra credit, which I'm not sure about. I'll have to get back to you on that."

Stark opted for the scrambled eggs. They looked easy enough. He decided to construct his own makeshift frying pan ~~out of...something~~ to cook them in. Just because.

The swiss army knife, of course, is used for any and all chopping, stirring, and eating of food. Otherwise it wouldn't be shop class, now would it?

Kawalsky grabbed 4 chicken breasts, a jar of salsa and some aluminum foil. He separated the foil and set out 4 places. He put a chicken breast on each piece of foil and then spread the salsa over each piece. Kawalsky then wrapped up each foil packet with the contents snug inside and some extra foil up the top as a handle. He got some oven gloves and used a long metal skewer to pierce the foil handle of each pouch.

Setting that aside, he grabbed a long, rectangular baking tray and poured a liberal amount of cooking alcohol in it. He then used a match to set the alcohol on fire. He used oven gloves to hold the skewer and the pouches over the open flame.

It didn't take long for them to cook.

Kawalsky looked at Sam. "What? Salsa is breakfast."

"I see now where Jack learned his technique with a grill," Sam said, grinning.

"He burns sausages. I made good salsa chicken."

"He ignites sausages," Sam sniffed. "It smells great, if that's any indication."

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Duo decides to make rice and tea using strange metal pieces and tin foil. All those times he was stuck in the middle of the woods with no supplies, a damaged Gundam and a pissed off partner, the only thing he could do to not piss Heero off further was watch him cook them some traditional Japanese breakfast with the rice grains and tea leaves Heero had stashed in his pack using only spare parts. Hey, at least he was paying attention, and no, the rice never did turn into steak and eggs, no matter how many times he pleaded with some invisible entity.

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