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fandomhigh2021-05-17 10:32 am
gotyoucookie) wrote in fandomhigh2021-05-17 10:32 am
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Anger Management- Monday- 2nd period
There had been a whole thing where Nick had had to go for help from the moose in programming the Sanger Shop. Lord knows Nick was never going to do it himself, the man still had a flip phone.
It was an experience.
But today the classroom looked like a carnival. Specifically, the area right in front of the bumper cars.
"Hey there! Today you're getting to drive. Your assignment: get in a car, and ram the hell out of people. Each other, or whoever these other people are-" NPCs. "-hell, you can try to ram down the wall and drive it out into the wild, I don't care."
It was an experience.
But today the classroom looked like a carnival. Specifically, the area right in front of the bumper cars.
"Hey there! Today you're getting to drive. Your assignment: get in a car, and ram the hell out of people. Each other, or whoever these other people are-" NPCs. "-hell, you can try to ram down the wall and drive it out into the wild, I don't care."
Re: Drive a bumper car!
Look, she'd ridden in the occasional car since she'd turned back into a human, but she hadn't really been paying attention. She knew you turned the wheel to make the car turn. And there was something with little sticks?
This thing didn't have any sticks. And the wheel didn't turn very well. Also, it wasn't moving.
"I think mine's broken."
Re: Drive a bumper car!
Re: Drive a bumper car!
Why did humans have to make everything so complicated?
Re: Drive a bumper car!
But Rosa also felt she should really be an equal-opportunity student-targetter, and so she was definitely coming in hot from the side.
If anything, she was helping! If she didn't want to get run into, she'll learn to pick up on what she was doing real quick, right?
Re: Drive a bumper car!
"Hey!" Malia shot her a glare. She didn't bother to protest that it wasn't fair or anything, though. After all, going after the weak or injured was just standard wildlife practice.
And anyway, Rosa did just what she thought. Malia stomped around with her foot until she found the pedal, then went blasting forward much faster than she would have expected, yanking at the wheel as she attempted to circle round and attack back.
She was definitely not going to figure out any sort of brakes on this thing.