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fandomhigh2024-06-27 10:47 am
meepmeepmeep) wrote in fandomhigh2024-06-27 10:47 am
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Cultural Appreciation, Thursday, June 27, 2024
The class has been told to meet at the Portalocity Office today! It was the last class of this session and since Beaker was just going to assume you hadn't taken it to learn anything (sorry not sorry, Sam), he certainly wasn't going to subject you to a test! His colleague might've had other ideas, though?
No, this class was not about examinations! This class was about culture!
“Today marks the end of our time together, students!” Sam said. Do try and contain your disappointment. Especially you, Beaker. “In honor of that, we shall be taking a trip to one of the most cultural cities in the world! PARIS!”
Beaker pulled a beret from somewhere. "Meep meep meep!"
Somehow the meeps had a French accent. Don't ask.
“If you will all follow us to the portal waiting just outside the room,” Sam said, waving a wing in the direction of the door. “We shall soon be in Paris to experience some of the finest culture! Museums! Food! Architecture!”
…heat not unlike the surface of the sun? "Meep meep meep," Beaker said, looking as shifty as a Muppet whose eyes didn't move possibly could. Maybe there was a reason this portal was such a good deal: no one wanted to go to Paris, Texas this close to July.
“Beaker. What have you done?” Sam knew he shouldn’t have allowed Beaker to make the arrangements, even with detailed written instructions to hand over to the gnomes. He should have called a halt to the proceedings before ushering everyone through the portal. And yet.
It wasn't like they had anything else planned! "Meep meep meep meep," Beaker, beret and all, said, heading into town. Didn't everyone want to see a 63 foot tall Eiffel Tower wearing a cowboy hat? You know you did.
“Beaker! This is not Paris!” But it was, Sam. It was.
No, this class was not about examinations! This class was about culture!
“Today marks the end of our time together, students!” Sam said. Do try and contain your disappointment. Especially you, Beaker. “In honor of that, we shall be taking a trip to one of the most cultural cities in the world! PARIS!”
Beaker pulled a beret from somewhere. "Meep meep meep!"
Somehow the meeps had a French accent. Don't ask.
“If you will all follow us to the portal waiting just outside the room,” Sam said, waving a wing in the direction of the door. “We shall soon be in Paris to experience some of the finest culture! Museums! Food! Architecture!”
…heat not unlike the surface of the sun? "Meep meep meep," Beaker said, looking as shifty as a Muppet whose eyes didn't move possibly could. Maybe there was a reason this portal was such a good deal: no one wanted to go to Paris, Texas this close to July.
“Beaker. What have you done?” Sam knew he shouldn’t have allowed Beaker to make the arrangements, even with detailed written instructions to hand over to the gnomes. He should have called a halt to the proceedings before ushering everyone through the portal. And yet.
It wasn't like they had anything else planned! "Meep meep meep meep," Beaker, beret and all, said, heading into town. Didn't everyone want to see a 63 foot tall Eiffel Tower wearing a cowboy hat? You know you did.
“Beaker! This is not Paris!” But it was, Sam. It was.
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