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fandomhigh2018-11-12 01:28 pm
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The Circle of Life, Monday Third Period
There was an empty egg carton waiting for the class up at the teacher's desk. Because one of the teachers actually remembered that they'd given a long term assignment to their students.
"Are we makin' omlettes, babe?" Wade asked, showing which teacher did not remember.
"Only if you want omelets made with week-old, unrefrigerated eggs," Vanessa said. "And some of us aren't immune to food poisoning, so, we don't," because sometimes he needed to be reminded of that. "It's time to report in on your week with your egg babies!" she told the class. "They did all survive the week, right?" Right?
"With photographic proof of life," he added. "None of that cutting off an ear or finger shit. Because then it just becomes a mess. Also, the blood loss!"
"Egg loss," Vanessa supplied. "Speaking of, isn't this week supposed to be about the 'death' part of the circle of liiiiiife?" Yes, she sung that last part, because she was occasionally mean.
Wade immediately held up his phone to play the song without missing a beat. Because both of your teachers were cruel and evil like that. "You're damn right it is. You're all gonna keep your little Eggberts, but with a new goal... be the last one standing. Slaughter your classmates' egg babies. Do it for us."
"Good luck defending your egg child without crushing it," Vanessa sing-songed. "Aaaand go."
"Are we makin' omlettes, babe?" Wade asked, showing which teacher did not remember.
"Only if you want omelets made with week-old, unrefrigerated eggs," Vanessa said. "And some of us aren't immune to food poisoning, so, we don't," because sometimes he needed to be reminded of that. "It's time to report in on your week with your egg babies!" she told the class. "They did all survive the week, right?" Right?
"With photographic proof of life," he added. "None of that cutting off an ear or finger shit. Because then it just becomes a mess. Also, the blood loss!"
"Egg loss," Vanessa supplied. "Speaking of, isn't this week supposed to be about the 'death' part of the circle of liiiiiife?" Yes, she sung that last part, because she was occasionally mean.
Wade immediately held up his phone to play the song without missing a beat. Because both of your teachers were cruel and evil like that. "You're damn right it is. You're all gonna keep your little Eggberts, but with a new goal... be the last one standing. Slaughter your classmates' egg babies. Do it for us."
"Good luck defending your egg child without crushing it," Vanessa sing-songed. "Aaaand go."
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Prompto had no intention of actually following through with any of it, but he figured he could at least make that case to the class as a whole to just avoid this whole awkwardness. While very protectively holding his little Eggbert to his chest.
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