Shop Class: [3/15]

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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."

Comments

Re: Assignment: Fairy Dust Dispenser

[soldtoarmenians]

"Huh, dunno. I mean, we've been around Mac all morning and I don't feel the need to talk star-belly Sneetches who brag they're the best kind of Sneetch on the beaches. I don't care a thing about Sneetch-belly stars and whether or not they have one upon thars."

Xander's look might have been describable as 'alarmed' though possibly 'amusinated' might be more accurate.

Re: Assignment: Fairy Dust Dispenser

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia's expression was much closer to alarmed. Having grown up in Argentina, she was not familiar with star-bellied sneeches, or the thinks you can think, or even if Mr. Brown could moo (can you?). She looked from Xander, to her glitter flinger, and back to Xander, and very, very carefully set the glitter flinger down and backed away.

Re: Assignment: Fairy Dust Dispenser

[soldtoarmenians]

"But I haven't even gotten to Purple Eggs and Bacon yet!"

Re: Assignment: Fairy Dust Dispenser

[nadiathesaint]

"Purple--" Nadia let out something that sounded kind of like a squawk and headed over to tinker with the smoke machine for the rest of the class period, carefully ignoring any and all bizarro poetry that might be quoted at her by people she once trusted.