Shop Class, Wednesday Morning

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

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.]

Comments

Re: Cooking

[nadiathesaint]

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

Re: Cooking

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

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

Re: Cooking

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia smirked. "You wanna try some?" She held out a spoon full of "wake up call".

Re: Cooking

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam shook her head. "No, thanks, Nadia. You enjoy." Maybe she should have put in a call to the clinic...

Re: Cooking

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia munched away happily, apparently entirely unaware that her creation should by all rights be putting her into a coma, or at the very least causing her to have a need for pepto bismal.

The wonders of a teenaged, South American street kid stomach.