Faculty Meeting (Friday after classes)

[bigdamnprincipal]

After the student council cleared out, Zoe got the council room set up for yet another meeting, hoping all the teachers had gotten her handwavey email. Sure, classes had only been in session for a week, but she figured it was a good idea to check the new teachers for shell shock early. There were warm food and drinks set out (not the leftovers from the student council... at least, not totally) but nothing alcoholic. If people wanted to go that route, they would have to bring their own this time.

"Hello there, come on in and have a seat if you'd like," she said. "I thought it might be good for everyone to have a chance to get together without students around, and be inside where it's warm. I hope everyone's had a good first week. If you haven't, well, now you have a room full of people to vent to." It was the little things that helped make this job better.

[Open to all staff and OCD free!]

Comments

[justlurkinghere]

If only the non-chocolate parts of that mix would work for Derek. However, the chocolate part did smell good enough to pull him away from one of the corners to eye it speculatively.

[nookiepowered]

Derek met the hot nice qualification -- at least sometimes -- so Bo grinned and held up her thermos and an empty cup. "Want some? It's peppermint."

A pekingese with a headcold could smell that, Bo, much less a werewolf.

[justlurkinghere]

Was the pekingese particularly challenged? Nevermind, that wasn't important.

"I could try some." That was a cheerful yes for him.

[nookiepowered]

Bo poured him a styrofoam coffee-cup full. Kenzi would probably complaining about wasting the schnapps on someone who couldn't appreciate it, but it wasn't like Kenzi was the one who'd stolen it from work.

Probably. When you both worked at bars, it was sometimes hard to remember.

"So what's magic according to Pinkie this semester?" Bo asked, since though she'd checked out the new staff list, she hadn't really looked at the class schedules yet. "Leather? Parties? Pie?"

[justlurkinghere]

It was even possible someone bought the schnapps! Unlikely, but you never knew.

Oh sure, ask while Derek was attempting a sip. "Leather?" he coughed.

Never say that in connection with Pinkie. NEVER.

[nookiepowered]

"Somehow I doubt that. Unless it's pink leather." Bo made a face. Because UMBRIDGE. "Please tell me it's not pink leather."

[justlurkinghere]

"There's no leather involved." Other than his jacket.

And don't lie about that pink leather. You loved it, Bo.

"We're doing cake. Decorating. I'm not sure." As long as 'Friendship' was in the title, he was dragged along for the ride.

[nookiepowered]

Sure, she'd loved it. In that other universe. Where she was CRAZY.

"How exactly does she manage to get you to do these things?" For Bo, 'free frosting' was all it would take, but Derek was...not Bo. Very not Bo. Even if they both loved non-pink leather.

[justlurkinghere]

Everyone loved Crazy Bo!

"It's difficult to say no. She looks sad."

And Derek was the middle child with only sisters. So.

[nookiepowered]

"..."

Bo glanced over at Pinkie, currently chatting animatedly with... hellooo hot blonde. Wait, point. She'd had a point.

"I refuse to believe she's capable of looking sad."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek rolled his eyes at the distraction because he could smell things, damn it.

"She cries. It's terrifying."

Said the werewolf to the succubus.

[nookiepowered]

Said the most abused-by-the-cosmos werewolf in his universe to the most goody-two-shoes succubus in hers.

"I don't know whether to call you a liar or yell at you for making a pony cry. You're clearly a horrible person either way." That's what it says. You are a horrible person. We weren't even testing for that!

[justlurkinghere]

Sobbing and killing companion cubes.

"I didn't do it on purpose!"

[nookiepowered]

"Intent isn't magic!"

Oh, honey. Delete your Tumblr account. You never post anything but reblogs of tasteful nudes, weapon collections, and Breaking Cat News anyway.

"...I think I just came up with your summer workshop title."

[justlurkinghere]

"...I have no idea what that means." Derek's Tumblr would be nature photos and getting into random fights with people about 'fictional monsters'.

If he had one. Thank god he didn't.

[nookiepowered]

"If I translate kids-these-days speak correctly, it means never say anything online ever because somebody somewhere's gonna be offended by it." Which is why she never posted anything but reblogs of tasteful nudes, weapon collections, and Breaking Cat News.

Also fashion spreads.

And Dr. Sexy, MD gifsets.

[justlurkinghere]

Well, Dr. Sexy, MD. Who wouldn't?

"I only just figured out Skype," Derek admitted. "I think I'll stop there."

[nookiepowered]

"That's the one that's like a video phone, right?" Yeah, Bo hadn't tried that one. "Everybody I know well enough to do that with lives here anyway or doesn't show up on cameras." Mitchell.

Though there was Dr. Lauren Sexy, also MD. Hmm...

[justlurkinghere]

"Yeah, I use it with my little sister." WHO WAS NOT A GROSS VAMPIRE. "Or Stiles." ALSO NOT A GROSS VAMPIRE.

[nookiepowered]

"I basically use yelling down the stairs for that," Bo said with a grin. "For the sister part, I mean. The other one requires in-person booty calls."

She was what she was. Even with somebody who wasn't a NOT GROSS THANK YOU vampire, it wasn't like she could suck chi by text message.

[justlurkinghere]

God, Bo. Learn to do that via text.

"They're not booty calls." They were totally booty calls.

[nookiepowered]

"Yuh-huh."

Try that on somebody who didn't booty-call for a literal living, Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek rolled his eyes and huffed maturely. "They're not."

Because Derek was a romantic.