Gladiolus Amicitia (
sword_chocobro) wrote in
fandomhigh2022-01-20 03:19 am
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Wilderness Survival; Thursday, Second Period [01/20].
As much as Gladio would have preferred to not have to use the danger shop as much for this class and actually be out there in the real wilderness, he knew there were just some things he couldn't depend on the weather for, and, this week, that meant needing much more snow than what was currently available on the island. So messages had been sent out previously to let everyone know they'd be meeting in the Danger Shop that week, where they'd find themselves on a chilly mountainside that clearly did not have a not enough snow problem.
It did, however, have the problem that the teacher, when he got there, was ten years old.
Which is how all lesson plans went right out the window, wee Gladio got a big grin on his face, and shouted out, "SNOWBALL FIIIIIIIIIIGHT!"
Swooped down to pick up a fistful of snow, ball it up tightly, and throw it mercilessly at whichever older kid was nearest to him, and then he dashed away to dive behind a protective snowbank that was now clearly his Base of Operations.
Like he was going to let a whole bunch of girls (and presumably one mountain lion? Especially that mountain lion!) beat him in a snowball fight!
It did, however, have the problem that the teacher, when he got there, was ten years old.
Which is how all lesson plans went right out the window, wee Gladio got a big grin on his face, and shouted out, "SNOWBALL FIIIIIIIIIIGHT!"
Swooped down to pick up a fistful of snow, ball it up tightly, and throw it mercilessly at whichever older kid was nearest to him, and then he dashed away to dive behind a protective snowbank that was now clearly his Base of Operations.
Like he was going to let a whole bunch of girls (and presumably one mountain lion? Especially that mountain lion!) beat him in a snowball fight!
