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fandomhigh2014-08-12 01:32 am
locointhecoco) wrote in fandomhigh2014-08-12 01:32 am
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Arts & Crafts with Friends, Tuesday
The classroom tables were covered in a wide variety of moddable materials, today, from cleaned up milk cartons to pre-cut slabs of wood to foraged sticks. All along the walls were photos of happy song birds of all varieties, perched on branches, building nests, and hanging out in front of all sorts of different styles of birdhouses. There were building supplies like glue and string and duct tape, and lots of paint and glitter to decorate with.
Also, Pinkie had an accordion.
Fear, students. Fear.
Derek was wishing he'd stayed in the fish based rain and looking about as surly as he always did. "We're building birdhouses," he said like blurting it out would keep Pinkie from singing.
His optimism was adorable.
"MAKE A LITTLE BIRDHOUSE IN YOUR SOUL!" Pinkie sang at the top of her lungs. And then grinned mischievously at him.
Derek sighed the sigh of those who had long ago lost control of their lives. "I regret hugging you."
"Liar," said Pinkie cheerfully. "Not to put too fine a point on it, say I'm the only bee in your bonnet. . . ."
She seemed . . . unlikely to get any actual teaching done, today.
"Just. Just make a birdhouse, everyone. Use any of the materials you want. Glue any body part to something and you get to sing with the pony." Derek was super serious, you guys.
Also, Pinkie had an accordion.
Fear, students. Fear.
Derek was wishing he'd stayed in the fish based rain and looking about as surly as he always did. "We're building birdhouses," he said like blurting it out would keep Pinkie from singing.
His optimism was adorable.
"MAKE A LITTLE BIRDHOUSE IN YOUR SOUL!" Pinkie sang at the top of her lungs. And then grinned mischievously at him.
Derek sighed the sigh of those who had long ago lost control of their lives. "I regret hugging you."
"Liar," said Pinkie cheerfully. "Not to put too fine a point on it, say I'm the only bee in your bonnet. . . ."
She seemed . . . unlikely to get any actual teaching done, today.
"Just. Just make a birdhouse, everyone. Use any of the materials you want. Glue any body part to something and you get to sing with the pony." Derek was super serious, you guys.
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