fandomhigh | Detention, April 8th, 9:00 AM

The Danger Shop was set up like a very large childcare center today with The Tick standing in the middle of the room. "Hello, students!" he said when the students entered the shop. "Come over here and sit in a circle!"

He passed around the sign-in sheet, with the following names on it:

Angel
Callisto
Samantha Carter
John Crichton
Alphonse Elric

"Today, you'll be learning about responsibility in one of the most trying ways there is. Today, you'll be watching children! The kids themselves are just Danger Shop holograms, so they can't actually be hurt or anything, but you should still treat them as you would a real child. You're responsible for their fake well-being and you shouldn't expect me to bail you out if you have trouble. Please remember, they outnumber you. The simulation will end at 5:00 PM FHT. Okay, bring on the kids!"

Another list appeared. This list was of the children who would be here today.

Billy
Boo
Jamie
Mindy
Ralph
Stewie
Vendetta

[OOC: In the shop is pretty much everything you might need in a typical childcare facility. Toys, books, bits of electronic that could be fashioned into a laser gun laying around in some drawers... The usual. You can leave as early as 5:00 EST, but feel free to play past that if you're having fun.

The activities listed are guidelines the students should work toward. The children... well, they'll do what they'll do. Hopefully it'll all go together smoothly and we won't have someone fingerpainting during naptime. Right. Becuase what we want is for this to be easy. Sure.

That all said, this will be very hands off for me. Jump in, play, and try not to kill each other.

I have to be in the office for a couple hours, so if you need me, ping me via e-mail.]

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"It's not healthy to eat only sweets, you know," he replied. "It's not play-time right now, but once you've finished you can go back to playing, alright?"

"Not healthy? Look Dr. Phil unless I see your Harvard degree than I will not let you tell me what I can consume!" he says "Now either get me my tools or vanilla ice cream with no sprinkles. Oh God help you if I find sprinkles!"

Alphonse frowned a bit. "No ice cream until after lunch. Come on, it's not that bad. A sandwhich is just as good."

"A sandwich you say?" Stewie put his hand on his chin and considered Alphonse's suggestion. "Fine. I will eat this sandwich. But any funny business and I will make sure the last thing you see before you die painfully is my laughing face."

He's silent for a second before adding, "And for lunch entertainment I demand you and the blonde one fight to the death!"

"Good!" Alphonse beamed. "I'll make sure you get a treat for being a cooperative little boy once you're done."

"A treat?" said Stewie. "This intrigues me. You better come through with this treat."

Stewie sits with a sandwich and keeps his eyes on Alphonse. He didn't trust Alphonse at all but this offer of a treat was too good to pass up.

"Well of course, you did want the sweets, after all," he said. "But those are usually given to good kids who do what they're supposed to do. Finish up your lunch without any problems and I'll give you some of these cookies here. Mmkay?"

"I will play along for now overlord, but do not think that I trust you." he says, taking another bite of his food.

"Those cookies better not be oatmeal. For your sake."

"Are you my mummy?"

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