Shop Class: [3/15]

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

Once again, the room looks like something out of a normal shop classroom.

Weird.

On the walls are blueprints and instructions on building the scenery for MSND's play.

"That's right kids. I'm forcing you to do slave labor for the theatrical production this weekend. We need to build a castle scene, a forest, a fog machine and a fairy dust dispenser."

"Okay technically it's a glitter dispenser but I'm just telling you what they call it."

"Please make sure you put the hats back on the hammers when you're done with them."

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Re: Assignment: Forest

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

"No nail or snail shell? Well, then I can't tell you what happens then. You'll just have to find out for yourself," Mac says looking like he's back to normal.

Re: Assignment: Forest

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia was torn between being relieved that Mac seemed to have recovered from his fit of poetry, and disappointed at not getting to find out the ending.

"If I find a nail, can you tell me without the poetry?"

Re: Assignment: Forest

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

Mac gives Nadia a confused look. "Poetry? What poetry? As for the nail, well you'd have to ask the Once-ler. You might find more information about it in the library."

Re: Assignment: Forest

[nadiathesaint]

you are an evil, evil man.

Nadia makes a mental note to go look up "lorax" in the library.

"Are, um, are you feeling okay, Proff--um, Mac?"

Re: Assignment: Forest

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

"Other than the broken leg? Just fine, Santos. How are you?"

Re: Assignment: Forest

[nadiathesaint]

"I'm . . . very confused." Nadia gave Mac an odd look, then went to go work on the project.

She might have been heard to mutter "stupid teacher, broken leg my butt, probably possessed or something, stupid Fandom. . . ." and so on, as she went.