fandomhigh | The Day After Doomsday, Wednesday, Period 4

Today's class was in the Danger Shop. Why? Because if you think Barry was passing up the chance to play with that technologies you're fucking insane.

However the fact that Barry was wearing a spiked red-hair wig and a black suit for class was just for fun.

When the class entered the danger shop today they'd find that the room had been turned into a massive sporting goods store with piles upon piles of sporting goods, camping gear and some random technologies. They'd also find duffel bags with each student's name on them.

That might explain something about the class. Why there were giant buzzards wearing top hats and flying around the room was another thing. Let's not even ask why they are carrying the heads of former government leaders encased in glass jars.

"Rookies," Barry drawled. "Rookies. Rookies. Rookies. Yo."

He gave the class a grin.

"So our illustrious teacher is a giant fucking bird," Barry informed the class. "And going by the syllabus we're supposed to brace ourselves and know where are fucking heads are. Whatever the fuck that means. Zoto."

Barry waved his hand around the room. "So here's what we're going to do. Yo. This shit piled around here? It's real. I brought it in for today's class. Your job today is to build a bug out bag. When the fucking shit hits the fan you're going to have this bag with you to keep you going until something more permanent can be fucking established. Here's the deal though... you can only take fifteen items for your bag. And the items in particular have to go to establishing a shelter, providing food and water, first aid and protection. Best combination of items gets you a gift certificate to Red Lobster. If your items can do double duty? Even better."

Barry grinned. "So pick your shit and tell me why you picked it out."

...

"Zoto."

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Like your head is in a jar.

Chuck Hansen

Will West

Paddra Nsu-Yeul

Anders

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Kira Yukimura

Four

Eleanor Lamb (and Elsa-bear)

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Joker Moreau

Marvel at the restraint of Barry not swearing as much as he usually does.

Oh. Wait. He didn't restrain himself. Nevermind.

Fifteen items that will provide shelter, food, water, first aid and protection.

This didn't seem too difficult. Considering Will had bags like this already for all his parents sudden moves, he knew what to take and what not to take. So, he got to work.

After giving Will some time to work Barry walked over to see how he was doing.

"Got a final pack list together yet?"

"Not complete, no," Will said, glancing over at Barry. "The basics I'm going with are duct tape, Swiss army knife, some tarp, a few backs of granola bars, some glow sticks, and matches."

That's what he had so far, at least.

The basic concept of the activity made sense to Yeul, but…

"I don't understand the fifteen item limit," she said softly. "Is there a reason for it?"

"For the assignment it's so you can prioritize what you should take with you and keep it portable," Barry replied. "For your own personal needs you can pack whatever the fuck you want."

"I suppose so," she said, a bit doubtfully. "But my pockets hold a great deal more than fifteen things."

Then she smiled. "But I suppose other peoples pockets may not, which would make this make sense."

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"You got it," Barry said. "Basically the exercise is to pick what you need and not what you fucking don't."

This didn't seem hard to Anders. If he had a water bottle, a fistful of coins, a small knife and his staff, he could take care of anything else he needed.

He poked through the stacks, trying to put together enough items to get the list up to 15.

"How are you doing, Anders?" Barry asked as he straightened his wig.

The first thing Kira grabbed was some rope, because she may not have been through an actual apocalypse, but she'd seen enough zombie movies to have an idea of where to start. Sport socks went into the bag next, and she debated for a minute before going and grabbing a baseball bat. Sure, something sharp would have been better but who knew, she might get angry enough to bludgeon someone at some point.

Fifteen seemed like a lot to Four, but he was working on filling his pack with water purification tablets, a light tarp, a good knife and other essentials.

Eleanor was looking for canned goods, water, some sort of portable tent ...

She frowned at the aisles, and then motioned for Barry.

"I don't see any vodka."

"Why the fuck do you need vodka?" Barry asked with a smirk.

He could actually think of some justifications but wanted to hear what Eleanor had to say.

"Medicinal purposes," Eleanor said. "Painkilling and disinfecting wounds. I don't see cigarettes, either, so I hope you have some stimulants around."

Someone hadn't been introduced to 5-Hour Energy yet.

Joker began putting together a list in his head: waterproof strike-anywhere matches, Swiss Army knife, water bottle with a built-in filter, granola bars... wait.

There were very few pieces of classic literature that Joker had actually read, instead of watching the movie and calling it good, but one in particular stuck out in his mind. So, of course, the first item he actually picked up was a towel.

Barry spotted the towel and gave joker a look before shaking his head.

"Nerd."

Joker shrugged. "Hey, the classics are classics for a reason."

Who's now rocking the "Zoto's" and the "Yo's".

And of course that awesome red wig.

Hovering near Barry was an oddly-dressed tiny blonde girl, cradling a small baby chocobo in her hands.

See? Reno was at class, even if he wasn't teaching.

Barry looked at Rikku and then at the bird.

"I didn't bring any fucking coffee today," he said as he adjusted the wig.

"Zoto."

Items in the piles are moddable. Check with me if you have any questions. Also tomorrow is going to be a lot of meetings so be patient and I will ping you back eventually.

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