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Shop Class: [2/27] - Danger Shop Craziness

As the students enter the shop room, Mac greets them with a smile.

After everyone arrives and signs-in, Mac makes some adjustments to the remote control and the room turns into a metal scrapyard.

"Hey everyone. Welcome to Shop Class. Today we'll be doing another one of our Junkyard creativity excercises..."

*SLAM* *CLUNK*

Mac looks over at the doors to the shop class which have closed and locked on their own. "Hal? Could you open please?"

"I'm sorry Mac," said a monotone voice. "I'm afraid I can't do that. Apparently someone is very upset at you."

Five robots shimmer into existence around the group of students.

"Okay. This is not good," Mac muttered to himself. "Kids! Run for it! Get into the supply room! There's no holoprojectors there!"

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Mac collapses on the floor and winces at the pain in his leg. He starts digging through the first aid kit to see if there's anything he can use.

"What's the problem?" asked Janet, coming over to examine Mac's leg. It could well be broken; she'd seen some heavy equipment land on top of him. "Where does it hurt?"

"Left leg below the knee. Pretty sure it's broken," Mac grimaced as he dry swallowed a couple of aspirins. "You know some first aid?"

"Do you have a pocketknife?" asked Janet. "We may as well get the leg of those pants cut off sooner rather than later."

Mac pulled out his Swiss Army Knife and handed it over to Janet. "You don't have a pocketknife with you? You should always have one on hand. Never know when you might need it."

"I don't normally carry one around," said Janet, taking the knife with a grin. "I guess now I know why Sam thought I should audit the class." She started slicing up the side of his pants leg. "Both legs or just the one?"

"Just the left," Mac replied wincing again. "Got caught under a pile of junk out there. That girl with the pigtails carried me in. She's got some strength in her."

"Pippi?" asked Janet. "Very nice girl. She brought us caramels in the library, unlike some people who set off fireworks." With any luck, she'd be able to distract him with conversation.

She managed to pull the jeans apart up to just above his knee. There was bruising and discoloration right below the knee, and Janet frowned. Touching it now wouldn't be a bad idea. "Trying to set this in the field would be a nightmare, and you could go into shock."

She looked around for a board of some kind and grabbed one, as well as a couple of bricks that she stacked on the floor and leaned the board against. "The best thing to do is to keep your leg immobile and elevated until someone from the clinic can get here with a stretcher. You need to stay off it. I'd guess a fracture of the tibia and fibula." Janet looked up at Mac's face. "I'm going to move your leg as carefully as I can, but it's going to hurt."

Mac nodded and handed Janet some strips of cloth that he manged to rip off into strips. "It's not the first time I've broken it. You seem to know a lot about broken legs and such."

"Lucky you," she said, taking the strips of cloth and tying his leg in place firmly--and as gently as possible. "I'm a clinic aide; I've got first aid training and medical school aspirations--as well as two very accident-prone younger brothers."

She glanced at the door of the supply closet. "Do we know what happened here?"

A scowl creeps across Mac's face. "I have a pretty good idea what happened. And I think I'm going to need to have a long chat with someone later."

Mac watches out the door at his students fighting against the robots. "I hate the fact that I've put those kids in Danger because of my own stupidity."

"Someone?" asked Janet. She stopped and gave Mac a searching look. "Someone programmed the Shop classroom to attack us with killer robots?" She frowned. It couldn't be Eighth. She had no reason to try to kill Mac. On the other hand, she was probably pretty furious with Sam for helping Lee.

"We're a surprisingly competent bunch when it comes to danger," said Janet. "If that's a consolation."

John and Xander come limping into the supply room with Nadia held between them. Sydney's walking next to John.

"Yay supply room," John says weakly before he and Xander settle Nadia against a wall. "Hey Professor. Janet. Everyone okay?"

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Mac looks out the door and smiles. "Take a look outside guys. Looks like someone made it through."

Indeed... the holograms have disappeared and it is now a normal shop classroom again.

"Yay no more robots," John says, sliding until he's lying on the floor. "This is gonna hurt tomorrow."

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"Uh-huh," Nadia muttered. "Can I take that nap now?" She slumped further down the wall until she was almost laying down.

Pippi and Walter arrive. Walter ~~described with permission~~ is walking very gingerly. Pippi is actually looking very animated despite the bleeding cuts on her cheek and forehead, as well as laser burns to her leg, hip, and two to her shoulder.

"It looks like it's safe out there we should start getting people to the clinic huh?" She looks around. "Aren't we missing people?" she adds with some alarm.

Her eyes are dialated and she looks flushed. While it's possible that Pippi's normal state of being involves more then her fair share of endorphins... She's probably high as a kite right now.

Burns suck.

That was Walter's strongly held opinion at that moment, but he looked around and started counting heads when Pippi mentioned missing people.

He couldn't actually tell how bad the burn across his back was and was probably glad.

"Who's missing? And can we get the doors open to get out of here yet?"

"Dunno," John says weakly, pulling his burned hand close to his body. "I think we might be. Sam? Charlie? Duo? Lilly?" He pulls off the boots and scoots them towards Pippi. "Thanks for the loaner."

Xander ~~also described with permission~~ is sitting against one wall with a hand pressed to his forehead. Bad cut.

Nadia cracks an eye open . . . which is interesting, because she's not sure when she closed it. "You guys're okay?" she muttered, slurring her words slightly.

Pippi catches the boots out of the air.

"Hey BOOTS!" she greets way more cheerfully then she really should.

She looks up at Nadia, completely wired. "Yeah, I'm feeling pretty good actually... Kinda... Light... And... Floaty."

"I'm okay," Walter said. In his opinion, coming out of a fight with those things, that counted as okay.

The screaming burned nerves in his back might have other opinions, but they didn't count.

"What about you? Does anyone know if we can call out of here for some help now?"

"~~John totally modded the cut on the wrong side of my face OMG~~ Pretty sure I'll live," Xander answers, gingerly touching the top of his head, then hissing when he discovers that was a really st00pid idea. "Have we mentioned in teh last five minutes that robots suck? Because I think it bears repeating."

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