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Non-Deadly Heroics, Monday, Period Two

Had Isabela and Aphra realised over the weekend they could've saved themselves some trouble if they hadn't already done a class on naps just last week? Yes.

Had they just reused last week's pillows and couches with the addition of a projector playing cartoons for this week's class and promptly snuck off for a cheeky mimosa brunch? Also yes.

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Weetiny!

Edited 2022-11-14 12:49 (UTC)

You had really great and responsible teachers, kids!

Edited 2022-11-14 12:49 (UTC)

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Graham Cracker

Somehow, Graham knew he had to be here for his class, and, boy, was he sure glad he did! He'd never seen cartoons before, and he was instantly enamoured, staring slack-jawed and in awe at the projector screen the whole time.

Well.

Maybe not the whole time. Graham did not have tjat kind of attention span, even when it came to TV brain rot, so, eventually, he'd crawled off to go build a pillow fort and letting everyone know he would bravely defend it against all enemies and monsters, huzzah!

Charlie Gale

Edited 2022-11-14 13:31 (UTC)

"Pie friend!" Charlie yelled. "Hello! Don't you think it's a good time for a pillow fight?!"

"Pie friend!" Graham greeted back, grinning broadly at her with a spastic wave of his hand. "Hello! And yes! I do think it's a good time for a pillow fight!"

And, just to prove it, he reached for the nearest pillow and hopped over his fort.

"En garde!" he declared, and hefted the pillow toward her.

Well, he tried, anyway. The pillow was almost the same size as he was, so it wasn't quite as dramatic or effective as it had been in his head.

Charlie chortled with glee and grabbed her own practically body sized pillow and attempted to swing it at him, before tripping over it and falling face down into the pile.

She giggled and rolled over to wave that she was alright, then got up and swung the pillow again - at least coming a bit closer to hitting him this time.

Even if the pillow didn't hit him, Graham was too busy giggling and getting caught up in the idea of being hit that he still fell back into the wall of his pillow fort as if he had been hit, regardless. The wall crumbled underneath him and he splayed out his limbs with a death groan, head tilted to the side as he laid there with his tongue sticking out.

For about two-point-five seconds, after which he revealed this dramatic death was just a clever ruse, and now he was scrambling back up to his feet with a new pillow in hand, swinging this one overhead toward Charlie with a battle cry of "Ha-ha! Huzzah and zounds, ye villain!"

Charlie giggled wildly and jumped around after Graham fell, considering whether she should just jump into the mass of pillows herself. Her eyes went wide when he scrambled back up and she took a step to the side as he swung at her.

The pillow connected semi-firmly and Charlie let herself plop into the pile of pillows. "You've killed me!" she yelled out dramatically. "I'm dead, dead, dead!"

"Huzzah!" Graham cried again, triumphantly, as he lifted his fists in the air and did a little victory jump. "Take that, you fiend!"

But he realized, just then, that victory was apparently a little lonely, what with his enemy dead, and so he decided to give a sudden gasp out, hand to his chest, as he declared, "Oh, no! I'm dead, too!"

And, with that, he fell back, dying swiftly and dramatically on the pile next to her with his own guttural groan of demise.

For about two seconds, before he cracked open one eye and looked to see if she was still dead after his death and trying very hard not to giggle.

Charlie was a little jealous of his dying, so she added some dramatic gasps and flailing to her own, before falling back against the pillows again. She opened her eyes to peek at him and laughed when she saw him peeking at her. "Hah! Nobody's dead!"

"It'll take a lot more than pies and pillows," Graham said importantly, opening up his other eye so that now he was especially not-dead, grinning over at the girl and turning to his side to get more comfortable on the cushions, "to make me dead! I'm gonna be a brave knight one day! Just like my dad!"

Charlie turned over too. "I'm gonna be the best at walking the Wood," she told him. "Even better than any of the Aunties. And they're good."

But she didn't think she wanted to be an Auntie. Blech.

"What's walking the Wood?" asked Graham. "Is that like adventuring? I go adventuring in the woods all the time, although Mother says I need to be careful, in case some wizard or witch tried to snatch me up and enslave or eat me! But all my friends are out in the woods. I'm friends with all the squirrels and rabbits and birds and raccoons and Triumph, of course, you saw him at the pie booth, but he doesn't live in the woods, he lives in a nice comfy room at our house!"

Alara Kitan

Alara was definitely okay with having nap time, it was much better than being in a boring old classroom doing lessons.

"You talk a lot," Charlie said. "But I like that 'cause you're intressing. So I won't let any witches or wizards eat you. I'll sic the Aunties on 'em, like this." She held up two little fists.

"I don't have a Triumph, but if I did I'd let him sleep in my bed with me 'cause he looks snuggly. And then we could all walk in the Woods to go from one place to the other in the bink of a lie!" Or, you know, something like that.

Belle

Belle was delighted by the cartoons and snuggled right into a bean bag to watch. There were actual squeals of delight coming from her a few times.

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