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fandomhigh2018-11-01 08:16 am
magnusrushesin) wrote in fandomhigh2018-11-01 08:16 am
Team! Synergy! [Thursday, 1st Period)
Both of the teachers had sunglasses and coffee with them this morning. Part of that could have been Magnus' influence, but there they were. And there were several Halloween themed paper mache pinatas, ready for class.
"Oh I don't like jello shots anymore," Magnus whined, clutching his coffee to his chest.
It was a sign of how bad Cara's own hangover was that she just sipped her own coffee stoically instead of making fun of Magnus. "Our notes made even less sense than usual this week, so we decided fuck it."
The pinatas rustled threateningly, then started slowly inching towards the class.
"Fight the pinatas," Magnus said, flailing a hand in that direction of the menacing, candy filled abominations. "Save the cheerleader. Save the world."
"The school doesn't have cheerleaders any more." Because that was the thing to focus on now, Cara.
Magnus looked up from his coffee long enough to frown thoughtfully at that. "Or sports." Guys, seriously.
"It's a weird school." Said the woman who'd just programmed murderous pinatas into the Danger Shop.
Said murder pinatas leapt forward for the assault on you poor, poor students who hopefully weren't also hungover. And if you were... well. It was a lesson in fighting while not at your best.
"Oh I don't like jello shots anymore," Magnus whined, clutching his coffee to his chest.
It was a sign of how bad Cara's own hangover was that she just sipped her own coffee stoically instead of making fun of Magnus. "Our notes made even less sense than usual this week, so we decided fuck it."
The pinatas rustled threateningly, then started slowly inching towards the class.
"Fight the pinatas," Magnus said, flailing a hand in that direction of the menacing, candy filled abominations. "Save the cheerleader. Save the world."
"The school doesn't have cheerleaders any more." Because that was the thing to focus on now, Cara.
Magnus looked up from his coffee long enough to frown thoughtfully at that. "Or sports." Guys, seriously.
"It's a weird school." Said the woman who'd just programmed murderous pinatas into the Danger Shop.
Said murder pinatas leapt forward for the assault on you poor, poor students who hopefully weren't also hungover. And if you were... well. It was a lesson in fighting while not at your best.