fandomhigh | 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."

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Well she had to test the roll trebuchet, right? For science?

Sorry about that, Wei Wuxian! Incoming!

Wei Wuxian's hand flew up and he caught the roll before it hit him. "Hey!" he protested. He stuffed the roll into his mouth, and stuck out two fingers on each hand. He lifted ten wasabi peas using spiritual energy and thrust his fingers towards Shuri, sending all the peas flying in her direction.

"Ack!" Shuri said, laughing as she ducked behind her desk and looked for more ammunition. Mayonnaise would be gross and heavy, same with the salad dressing, but the fresh cranberries looked bouncy!

They went much faster and harder in the trebuchet, too!

Lana watched this, bemused. Then with a flick of her fingers redirected a few in Anakin's way.

What? She was Sith, after all. They probably wouldn't even hit him.

"HEY!" 'Yana yelled as some cranberries hit her in the face. "What the fuck?!?!"

So she grabbed her potatoes and started throwing them back at Shuri...using her stepping disks to have them reappear from above.

Sorry, anyone caught in the crossfire.

"Hey!" Wei Wuxian yelled. He dodged the potatoes, and his elbow caught the edge of the bowl of cranberry sauce, sending it straight at... oh no! Right at Master Skywalker. Desperately, he snatched a talisman from inside his robe and flung it at the bowl. He did, in fact, knock the bowl away from Master Skywalker, but he realized too late that he had calculated badly.

1. The bowl that he'd knocked away from Master Skywalker was now headed directly at Master Stark.

2. The talisman that he'd used was not a plain one. It was one of the glitter ones he'd developed. Master Skywalker was about to get hit with an explosion of red glitter.

Wei Wuxian put on his most innocent smile, an expression that was doing a great deal of work to achieve an impossible goal.

Unfortunately for Stark he was turned the wrong way. That bowl was aimed for his masked side and he never stood a chance.

He yelped when it hit his shoulder and splattered everywhere. "Hey! Who?" If he'd had something to fling back he would have. He'd have to settle for wiping some of the cranberry sauce off his neck and shaking it off his hand. If some splattered on a student, well, they'd started it.

Once upon a time, Anakin had practiced Force control using glitter, but he'd been 18 and hadn't even thought of that in years.

Which was why he was now covered in red glitter and glaring. Ugh. Students.

"At least the glitter isn't sticky?" Stark offered, still trying to get cranberry sauce off his neck. He hadn't noticed the glob on the mask yet.

"We could throw something back. "

"We definitely should," Anakin agreed, rummaging into a nearby basket. "I've got green beans, boxed stuffing, mushrooms--"

Stark considered the options for a moment. "The mushrooms might make better projectiles."

"They will hurt less than the cranberries," he yelled pointedly at Shuri, who ignored him.

And then he handed half of the mushrooms to Stark and started pelting students with the rest.

Student Assembly, Wednesday, November 25, 2020

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