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Dangershop: Playground

After being almost being ~~handwavy~~ stampeded by a few miniture students, it didn't take long for Mac to figure out what might have happened overnight.

Being the resourceful guy he is? He headed down to the Dangershop where he spent a few minutes programming it for a more suitable environment for the kids.

He also made sure that the safety locks were on and could not be unlocked.

[ooc: OCD Threads ~~coming~~ up! Safety locks will prevent any harm to the students, though skinned knees and boo-boos can happen. Feel free to add your own playground equipment.]

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Molly laughed. "Thank you, Anakin."

Anakin beamed. "I've been wondering something," he said.

"What's that, Anakin?"

"Are you an angel?"

Molly started laughing. She put a hand on his head. "Not even close to one, Anakin."

Anakin frowned. "You're pretty," he declared. "Almost as pretty as Padme." He leaned close to Molly's ear. "I'm gonna marry her," he whispered in a voice guaranteed to carry for blocks.

Molly grinned and patted his head. "Aren't you just the sweetest little thing." She leaned close and whispered back. "She will be very lucky ~~only, not!~~ if you do marry her," she said.

It's not really that he doesn't like Anakin, it's that he's hogging up time of the adults and there's whispering going on. Cameron walked up to where they were sitting and did the only think he could thing of; he pulled Anakin's braid because it was really really silly and girly.

"OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" Anakin cried, turning around with his hands clenched into fists. "What'd you do that for?"

"Cam!" Molly said in surprise.

"Cause it's stupid," Cameron announced, ignoring Molly.

"So's your face," Anakin said, glaring.

"At least my face isn't girl cootie infected like your hair!" Cameron argued.

"It isn't!"

"Is too!" He reached to tug the braid again to prove his point.

Anakin ducked out of the way.

Then tried to kick Cam in the shins. "It isn't, Cammie!"

"Ow!" Cameron kicked right back and added a shove. "Braids are for girls!"

Molly had had enough. Standing up, she stepped between them. "That is enough of that," she said.

"He started it," Anakin said, sulking.

Cameron huffed. "You were being secretly."

"And you were being stupid," Anakin huffed.

"You're half a girl," Cameron countered.

"Stop it!" Molly said. Oh, Cam, how little you've changed, she thought.

"First off," she said to Cam. "You shouldn't pull Anakin's braid or make fun of it. It's... religious or something. So, be nice!"

Cameron scowled. "It's girl cootified!"

"It is not!" Anakin yelled, facing going very red. "It means I'm special. You're not special! Only me!"

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