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fandomhigh2020-09-07 07:27 am
badassprodigy) wrote in fandomhigh2020-09-07 07:27 am
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Monday - period 1 - Fuck Yeah Science
Once again it was Monday and 8:00. Time for science class!
The usual notices went out to the students in typical handwavy fashion requesting that they wear tank tops to class. If they did not have one Barry would provide. Along with that notice was to meet in the park once again where Barry had arranged a tent for changing (much smaller this time) and a table with coffee and snacks.
And yes, there was another table covered in a sheet.
“When once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return,” Barry said once everyone had gathered. “That’s not me saying that. It’s fucking Leonardo Da Vinci. Who for being the bastard son of a peasant girl did pretty well for himself. As for me bullshiting around with one of his famous quotes, that’s just my clumsy way of saying we’re going flying today.”
He pulled back the sheet to reveal... cans of RedBull and goggles. “Everyone here can drink one of these and... well fuck. I’ll just demonstrate. “
Barry opened a can and took a long drink. Moments later feathers and then eventually wings sprouted from his back. He began to flap and eventually was hovering above the students.
“Yeah. That’s what is fucking happening right now,” he said with a grin. “And if growing wings or fighting gravity isn’t for you-“
He motioned to another table filled with books.
-“You can write an essay on birds today. Don’t forget for everyone flying to wear the goggles to protect your eyes. Also make sure to write down your observations about flight in your journals.”
The usual notices went out to the students in typical handwavy fashion requesting that they wear tank tops to class. If they did not have one Barry would provide. Along with that notice was to meet in the park once again where Barry had arranged a tent for changing (much smaller this time) and a table with coffee and snacks.
And yes, there was another table covered in a sheet.
“When once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return,” Barry said once everyone had gathered. “That’s not me saying that. It’s fucking Leonardo Da Vinci. Who for being the bastard son of a peasant girl did pretty well for himself. As for me bullshiting around with one of his famous quotes, that’s just my clumsy way of saying we’re going flying today.”
He pulled back the sheet to reveal... cans of RedBull and goggles. “Everyone here can drink one of these and... well fuck. I’ll just demonstrate. “
Barry opened a can and took a long drink. Moments later feathers and then eventually wings sprouted from his back. He began to flap and eventually was hovering above the students.
“Yeah. That’s what is fucking happening right now,” he said with a grin. “And if growing wings or fighting gravity isn’t for you-“
He motioned to another table filled with books.
-“You can write an essay on birds today. Don’t forget for everyone flying to wear the goggles to protect your eyes. Also make sure to write down your observations about flight in your journals.”
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Barry sighed and took the essay back and began to read it. "Dinosaurs are just organic rip-offs of the
metaDinobots. The Dinobots are a rowdy, arrogant, lowbrow, disobedient band of warriors that some Autobots would rather scrap than deal with. They're also one of the most devastatingly powerful and close-knit combat units in the Autobot army, being incredibly powerful in robot mode and taking alternate modes based on dinosaurs, the most powerful creatures to ever roam the Earth."He looked back at Miles. "Seriously?"
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He gave Miles a sympathetic look. "You're trying to quit. And I'm not going to let you."
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