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fandomhigh2015-02-17 12:44 am
vdistinctive) wrote in fandomhigh2015-02-17 12:44 am
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Creative Problem Solving, Tuesday, period 3
The Danger Shop this week was set up as a go-cart course, complete with complicated turns and loads of tiny little two-seater cars. A set of stands lined the straight away to the finish line, on which were set up a couple tables full of classic comfort food. Eliot stood by the cars, a checkered flag sticking out of his back pocket, and stared resolutely at the ceiling.
"Hey," he said. "We're doing cars this week." He shrugged. "Creatively."
“Smash them together! Smash them into barriers! Jump each other!” Parker paused. “With the cars! Not your bodies. That is Not Happening Here.”
Which didn’t rule it out happening somewhere else, probably.
“Work out your frustration!”
"Or pair up, pick a car, and park it somewhere," Eliot said. He jerked a thumb over his shoulder at a shady little make-out point off to the side. "Work out your frustrations that way."
What? It's what teenage him would've done.
"That's making out," he said. "Kissing. Maybe second base. No nudity in class."
“It’s a safety issue,” Parker said very seriously. “Also, it might be gross. We don’t know. And we don’t wanna know.”
Eliot closed his eyes and winced. "That's not -- we know what -- okay, you know what, just -- drive. Or not. Eat food. Or don't. Whatever."
"Hey," he said. "We're doing cars this week." He shrugged. "Creatively."
“Smash them together! Smash them into barriers! Jump each other!” Parker paused. “With the cars! Not your bodies. That is Not Happening Here.”
Which didn’t rule it out happening somewhere else, probably.
“Work out your frustration!”
"Or pair up, pick a car, and park it somewhere," Eliot said. He jerked a thumb over his shoulder at a shady little make-out point off to the side. "Work out your frustrations that way."
What? It's what teenage him would've done.
"That's making out," he said. "Kissing. Maybe second base. No nudity in class."
“It’s a safety issue,” Parker said very seriously. “Also, it might be gross. We don’t know. And we don’t wanna know.”
Eliot closed his eyes and winced. "That's not -- we know what -- okay, you know what, just -- drive. Or not. Eat food. Or don't. Whatever."
Re: Talk to the teachers
She had her phone in hand in case Eliot decided to ogle, so she could photograph it and send it to Hardison.