Student Assembly, Wednesday, November 25, 2020

[sith_happened]

"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."

Comments

Re: Open those baskets!

[unusual_sith]

"Oh!" Lana looked it over. "I've only ever seen them already in pieces and without the outer layer. So, edible once cooked, but not while raw." She set it back in the basket. "Rather like this." She pulled out the tofu that was also in there; someone had gotten the vegetarian option, apparently. "It's good enough cooked, but I made the mistake of trying it raw once; it might actually be worse than rations."

And that was saying something.

Re: Open those baskets!

[gospel_of_oblivion]

"Is that tofu? I can make tofu curry, Wong taught me," Illyana offered. "....if you have curry packets. I don't have any curry packets."

Re: Open those baskets!

[unusual_sith]

"I have..." Lana looked through her basket. "Cinnamon and poultry spice." She opened it to sniff. "Hm. What do you think?"