Anakin Skywalker (
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fandomhigh2020-11-24 10:25 pm
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Student Assembly, Wednesday, November 25, 2020
"Most of you are ready to be on your four day weekend already," Anakin said, climbing up onto the stage and blinking at the set-up below him: each student had been sat behind a school desk, which had a basket on it covered with a gingham cloth.
Someone had been watching too many baking shows.
"Most of you are ready to be on your four day weekend already," Anakin repeated, "but too bad. Because today you are getting a very instructive discussion led by Stark entitled--" he pulled out his notecard only to have a radio squirrel shriek and race across the stage, climb up Anakin's pant leg and stick a stickie note onto his forehead.
Anakin sighed heavily and pulled it off. There had been a time when his very presence had terrified entire systems. "Right. Well, instead of what I thought we were doing--The Multiverse and You--we are doing..." he squinted at the note. "I have no idea. Something about holiday food, I think. Stark? You're up, I believe."
He glared at the student body. "And the first one to make a crack about my hair over the weekend gets detention until you graduate."
Someone had been watching too many baking shows.
"Most of you are ready to be on your four day weekend already," Anakin repeated, "but too bad. Because today you are getting a very instructive discussion led by Stark entitled--" he pulled out his notecard only to have a radio squirrel shriek and race across the stage, climb up Anakin's pant leg and stick a stickie note onto his forehead.
Anakin sighed heavily and pulled it off. There had been a time when his very presence had terrified entire systems. "Right. Well, instead of what I thought we were doing--The Multiverse and You--we are doing..." he squinted at the note. "I have no idea. Something about holiday food, I think. Stark? You're up, I believe."
He glared at the student body. "And the first one to make a crack about my hair over the weekend gets detention until you graduate."

Take it away, Stark!
The Multiverse And...Actually Never Mind, It's Just Food
“So. Yes. Food! I have no idea what is in these baskets. If this is anything like the TV show some of it will be frightening. Presumably it is food to make more food out of. But we’re in an auditorium and not in a kitchen so I don’t think there will be much cooking? I’m confused. Are we all confused? I’m confused.”
He looked around and frowned more. “This...who set this up? Was it the raccoons? Dozens of students and we have 3 microwaves, no ovens, 1 ice cream maker, and a waffle iron? And mystery baskets.” He shook his head.
"Anyway, yes. Tomorrow is a holiday about being thankful." Being thankful none of the Aeryns he had known or still knew had shot him yet, for example, though one of these days he would regret even thinking that. "I hope your baskets are full of Thanksgiving foods. Or at least edible foods." If the raccoons and/or gremlins had set this up the contents of the baskets were suspect. "Which...you can try to turn into something else? Good luck, with this set up. Or you can just eat. If it’s edible. It should be edible. I don’t think anyone is trying to poison anyone else today. If they are I'll make sure you get to the clinic safely."
Open those baskets!
Or you can eat some food.
Or you could do...something else entirely. It's an auditorium full of students with baskets full of conveniently sized portions of food and it's the day before a holiday. What could possibly go wrong?
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There were some apples in her basket, that was good enough for a snack.
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And that was saying something.
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"I have a can of cranberries and no can opener," she complained immediately, holding it up and frowning.
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"I have no idea what that is, but if it's like knife, let's try!" Tahani said, handing the can over.
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Or more accurately to vaporize the top quarter-inch of the can. What was left was an open can of cranberry sauce with cauterized edges and a smell of burnt cranberries. She sniffed it, shrugged, and handed it back to Tahani. "How's that?"
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Maaaaaaaaaaaybe.
It was for science!
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Don't buy that for a minute.
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Wei Wuxian looked through the eclectic collection of tools and found a large metal bowl. There was no oven or fire, so he'd have to make do. He filled it with water and slapped a talisman on the side. The water immediately boiled. He chopped the potatoes roughly and dropped them in. There. Potatoes. And next, the turkey. He frowned at the raw poultry.
"Can anyone create a fire for cooking?" Surely someone could. He could create fire, but resentful energy wasn't great for cooking. A taste of death always crept into the food. "I could lay down an array to keep it contained. Is that allowed?" He looks at the adults in the room. "Can we work together?"
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"A fire might be better than eating it raw," Stark said. "Of course you can work together. You don't have to work at all. There's no one to judge and this is the strangest kitchen I've ever seen."
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Surely setting dust-filled auditorium curtains of dubious age and material on fire will be a good idea!
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Don't throw the cans of cranberry sauce. Stark can give you stitches but he really doesn't want to.
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Sorry about that, Wei Wuxian! Incoming!
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They went much faster and harder in the trebuchet, too!
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What? She was Sith, after all. They probably wouldn't even hit him.
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Talk to Stark!