http://manofthemullet.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] manofthemullet.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2006-03-13 09:34 am
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Shop Class: [3/13]

As the student enter into the classroom they'll see that it looks like a normal shop room, except for what appears to be some strangely decorated tools

Mac is sitting on the edge of his desk with a small grin on his face. "Since you guys should all be refreshed from your week off of classes, today I thought I'd give you the biggest challenge ever. Today you will build... a spice rack. When using the tools Ms. Gilmore-Danes made for us, please make sure you take the hat off the hammer first. It's only there to keep it warm. Apparently."
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-03-13 03:59 pm (UTC)(link)
After spending much of the day before pretending to be a lobster, Nadia is still in a pretty silly mood.

The decorated tools? Set her off like nobody's business. Because hammers wearing hats are just WAY too cute for words.

It takes her some time before she can stop giggling long enough to actually get started on this "spice rack" project.
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-03-13 04:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Nadia had very nearly regained her cool.

But Mac saying 'terribly amusing' made her lose it again.
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-03-13 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Using all of her powers of concentration and imagining the stupidest, least funny thing she could think of, Nadia managed to stop giggling (though the amused smirk was possibly going to be a permanent addition to her expression). "Spice rack! Getting to work!" she called, and in an effort to keep from bursting into giggles all over again, pulled out her leatherman rather than using the glittery tools.

By the end of class she had a spice rack . . . of sorts . . . that probably more closely resembled a cup of spicey maracas.

She totally didn't pick up two of the spicey maracas and do a little dance with them, though. That would just have been silly.
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-03-13 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Since Xander's actually done this once already, when they did the 'make something useful for another student' class, he's pretty confident in his spice-rack-building abilities.

Of course possibly jumping from a 4-slot wire rack to a spinny wooden carousel that holds 48 jars is... a bit ambitious? But that's what he's trying for, at least. Not that he knows anyone who cooks enough to need 48 jars worth of spices.

He studies his hat-clad hammer for a second, snickering, before smacking himself in the forehead - with his hand, not the hammer. Duh. "Oops, forgot something - be right back."

A quick trip to the dorms and back later, there's a bag from a British novelty shop lying next to Xander's backpack. Just in case someone whose name rhymes with Yon Titan ever shows up to class...

Xander considers the hatted hammer again. "You know, cute? But I think it might need antennae to really complete the image." He hunts down some pipe cleaners and attaches them jauntily to the hat.
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-03-13 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
The antennaed hammer, of course, sets Nadia off again.

So she makes an angry lobster noise at Xander for interrupting her work.
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-03-13 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander bites his lip to keep from laughing, and shakes the antennaed hammer in her direction. He doesn't try for the lobster noise.
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-03-13 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Nadia snickers, and shakes a spicey maraca back at him. And makes a confused lobster noise.

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-03-13 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
John comes into his class, yawning and looking slightly disheveled. The spice rack immediately perplexes him. The tools make him think of meadows and potpourri and Martha Stewart.

He stares at them. They stare back. His spice rack making abilities suck. So, when he nails four pieces of wood to one flat piece of wood to form something of a box, he starts to think the tools are mocking him or something. He discards that and just stares at the tools some more.

They're almost hypnotic with their glitter and prettiness. He listens to him and starts working. Finally, after some time, he finishes his spice rack. (http://www.mini-house.com/fred46.jpg)
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-03-13 05:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Nadia would offer to let Mac shake some of her spicey maracas if she knew he was resisting the urge to do so.

She doesn't know, though, so she doesn't. And she certainly doesn't throw in a little hip movement to go with the maraca dance she's not doing at the compliment.

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-03-13 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Yon Titan John's here and he's wandering over to Xander.

"You could be a Spice Rack Maker Person as a career, Xander."
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-03-13 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
John's little spice people amuse Nadia greatly.

But then, the mood she's in, linolium probably amuses her greatly.

Hee. "Linolium." Dirty!

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-03-13 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"I've named them," John says. "Rodney, Nico, Xander Jr, Herbert, Albert, and Baron Von Rooster." He points to each little spice person. "Linoleum? Are you okay there, Nadia?"
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-03-13 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm fine," Nadia answered in a sing-songy voice that went well with the spicey maraca dance she totally wasn't doing. If she wasn't careful, people would start to think she was on drugs.

Ooo, drugs.

"They're very nice spice people."

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-03-13 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
John frowns but can't help the smile that breaks free.

"Are the spice people talking to you?"
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-03-13 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Nadia considered being offended. . . . But that just didn't fit her current mood. So, with all due seriousness and earnestness, she tilted her head, opened her eyes very wide, and nodded.

"Yes. They are telling me to burn things."

Then she added a hypnotized lobster noise.
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-03-13 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander tilts his head and tries for any kind of lobster noise whatsoever, but sadly all that comes out is "Um. Ribbit?"
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-03-13 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander ribbiting is almost as cute as a hammer with a hat and antennae.

Xander ribbiting while holding a hammer with a hat and antennae should he, ya know, still be holding said hammer is even cuter.

Thus with the Nadia giggling some more.

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-03-13 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sir," John says to Professor Macguyver, "please don't let her burn my spice rack."
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-03-13 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Nadia blushed slightly. Okay, silliness over. Time for seriousness. "Sorry," she said, though she still couldn't get rid of her smile. "One of those days."
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-03-13 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ya think?" Xander eyes it critically, especially the lopsided bottom row ow holes. "I dunno. I think I'm missing something about this whole 'measure once, cut twice' deal."

He reaches over to the plastic bag, and tosses it to John. "Found something for you while we were in England. Seemed like the kind of thing you might get a kick out of wearing. Possibly in some class or other."

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