fandomhigh | Everyday Skills, Friday 2nd Period

Oz's class was once again in the Danger Shop, and he looked mighty pleased with himself today. The Shop resembled a labspace, with opaque drapes covering the equipment on the benches. He also had a cannon by his desk that might have looked awfully familiar to ~~Peter~~ certain members of the class.

"One highly underrated skill that's even more vital in today's age of ubiquitous advertising is the ability to balance an open mind with a healthy degree of skepticism. Not believing everything you're told, but being willing to search for the kernel of truth that may or may not be there." Anyone who'd listened to radio over the weekend could probably guess where this was heading. "And the best was to uncover this truth is through experimentation, repeated experimentation. With partners, so get ready to find one."

He pressed a remote control, and the drapes vanished to reveal bags and cans of glitter in every size and colour that could fit on the benches, some of which were marked 'edible'. "Your job today will be to apply glitter to your classmates, working your way through the supplies, and see what happens. For science." For something all right.

"Of course, every experiment needs a control group, which in this case is myself and Peter here. We'll be supervising." This reprieve wasn't just Oz being kind, it was also that certain activities weren't as much fun when you already knew what would happen. He patted the MythGlitzerGun. "Anyone who tries invalidate the experiment by contaminating the control to gets to make friends with Betsy here."

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Rebecca grinned. "Where were you in the eighties?" she teased.

Peter shot her a glance. "Still got eight years to go before I tackle those," he snarked. "Give or take."

Rebecca blinked.

"Nineteen-eighties," she clarified. "They were big on glitter back then."

Rebecca Logan: Credible source of historical information.

"Color me glad I was born two hundred years later, then," Peter retorted. "That glitter stuff looks like some of these kids will be ladling it out of their pants for the next few months."

"Tell me about it," Rebecca said. "My old school had an eighties dance and someone let some overachiever handle the decorations. Glitter up to my ankles on the way out of the room, I swear." She rolled her eyes. "Never again."

Eyes twinkling, she continued, "But you -- now, you look like a man who's had experience with glitter dumped on him before." Not really, but she'd listened to radio this weekend. "Any strategies you'd like to share?"

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"Don't come within five miles of Oz while he's got that MythGlitzerGun?" Peter suggested. He shot Rebecca an amused look, and added, "Or try stripping down so you don't have as much to get glitter stuck in."

How was this his life these days?

Rebecca arched an eyebrow.

Come on. An opening like that ~~not dirty~~ was too easy even for her, but that didn't mean she couldn't let it hang there. Also not dirty.

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Peter just shrugged, wiggled his eyebrows, and said, "If it looks like innuendo, and it quacks like innuendo, it's probably a duck after all."

Thank you, Peter.

(Look, he just thought he was being clever, Becs.)

"Is it now?"

PETER, DON'T YOU TEASE HER THIS WAY.

"Looks like a small, aquatic member of the Avifauna family to me," Peter agreed.

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