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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Alphonse made darn sure to avoid and dodge anymore flying objects, nor was he going to question what some of the objects were. There was just this energetic kid wearing underwear. Were any of these kids normal?

Eh, may as well play along. "You can't be a pirate without a ship or a crew," he suggested playfully.

"Yeah! You're right! You can be first mate because I'm the captain." He hops back into the toybox and emerges wielding an impressively sharp cutlass. "Avast!"

He facepalmed; Did everyone around here have a potentially dangerous item of some sort? "Alright, Captain," Alphonse saluted, deciding to just go along with everything. "Anything I shall do for you?"

"Keel the hauls! Belay the sails! Walk the plank!" Billy ran over, waving his cutlass.

Then Grim's shorts fell down and Billy went sliding, the cutlass sliding out of his hand to skid across the floor to poke Alphonse's toe.

Luckily for him, Alphonse was paying way more attenion this time around and lifted his foot just in time. New mental note to self: How about not letting the kids play with aforementioned dangerous items. It could and most likely would end in misery for yourself. "Er, how about enough pirating for now?" he suggested, carefully picking up the cutlass to place in a much safer place.

"Okay." Billy shimmied out of Grim's shorts and tossed them away - toward Alphonse's face. "Let's do something else. I know! Chemistry!" He ran for the janitorial closet.

Alphonse caught the shorts after they smacked him right in the face.

Oh, chemistry? Definitely something he could do. Though he was awfully curious to know what was about to be pulled out of the closet.

"Hmm... ammonia... bleach... scrubbing cleanser..." Billy started tossing things out of the closet. "Oooh yummy! Mop water!"

A slurping noise comes from the closet.

"Ack-- wait!" he finally realized what was going on in there and quickly went to pull away all the things that were being thrown out by Billy. "Those aren't meant for us to play with!"

Billy has his head stuck in the mop bucket and is thirstily drinking dirty brown water.

"What are you doing?!" Alphonse went in to pull away the mop bucket as well. "You're going to get yourself sick that way!"

Billy belched hugely. Oops, sorry about your face.

Alphonse sighed heavily. Of course it wasn't going to be easy, this was detention. In Fandom.

"You're no fun." He bounced away and started climbing a precarious pile of blocks one of the other kids had left.

It was a veritable Everest and in moments he was a good ten feet off the floor and teetering.

Detention, April 8th, 9:00 AM

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