fandomhigh | Danger Room - Detention, Saturday Morning (07/08/06)

"Morning, dudes! Today's my last day, and it's detention, and that's..." Ted trailed off in thought. "Actually, that's pretty much like when I was in high school. Anyway, war is hell and so is detention. So today, each of you dudes will face off with a most heinous spawn of Hell and you'll have to escape and/or defeat the bad dude. Okay? Excellent!"

There were five doors in front of them. Each door was a different color and had the student's name on it. "You can take in whatever you've got on you, but weapons and magic won't do any good. They're just hologrammy things. Step up, dudes. Oh, and at the end? You all get Twinkies."

Pip Bernadette
Tim Desmond
Hermione Granger
Draco Malfoy
M. Parker

[OOC: Time zones sucketh muchly, so if you get in early I'm happy to play your opposition, but after I sign out in the OOC thread below you'll be on your own until evening...when I wake up. IC you're released at 5pm FHT. OOC you're released once you've done the tasks.

ETA: ~~Now I sleep. Back in a few hours.~~ Back!]

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The monster in the closet grunted. Then a tendril of clothing snaked out and wrapped itself around Parker's leg. But it didn't want her. It just wanted her shoes, so it tried to pry one off her foot.

"ACK!" Parker fell on her ass, and then began playing tug-of-war with the closet monster for possession of her foot. "No no no no--" She looked around the messy room, and her hand landed on a discarded book. Parker wound up and threw it for the thing's-- eyes?

"Oorph!" the monster in the closet protested. It yanked at the shoes some more but they wouldn't come off. The monster didn't know whether Parker had fat feet or if it was just losing its touch.

So it faceplanted in an effort to get closer without leaving the closet. Too bad all of the dust got up in its nose.

This allowed Parker to yank her foot out of its grasp, and scramble a little further away. Eyes narrowed in thought, she watched the closet monster, and relaized it wasn't chasing her. "Hmmmm..." If she could just close the closet door, somehow.

She threw a sweater at it, then looked around for something to reach the door, so she could close it without getting close again.

The sweater landed over its head. The monster in the closet didn't seem to happy about that prospect. It reared up and shook its head violently to get rid of the sweater. When it couldn't do that, it ate the sweater and burped loudly.

Unfortunately, the combination of floor dust and the sweater tickling its nose made it sniffle...and then "ACHOO!"

It sneezed bits of cloth and broken Doritos all over Parker.

"Shoooes?" it asked, this time curiously.

Parker gave it a Look of Death. She was going to have to have her entire suit cleaned now. "No. Shoes. MY shoes." She got to her feet, and cocked her head, thinking. "Allergies?"

Maybe she could push that rolling chair across the floor, and knock it into the door, closing it?

The monster in the closet sniffled and nodded. "Shoooooes."

Parker blinked. "Waitaminute. You need to eat shoes to treat your allergies?" She dragged the comforter off the bed, and threw it to the monster as a handkerchief. "Here, wipe your-- whatever. Mouth. Something."

The monster did as instructed. "Shoooooes." It blew its nose, but the handkerchief wasn't big enough to cover its nose, so more dust, dirt and Doritos went everywhere.

Oh, this was so wrong. "You can't. Have. MY. Shoes." She glared down at herself again. "But I can..." It almost caused her physical pain to say it. "I can *get* you shoes."

"Mmmrph?" The monster in the closet perked up.

It practically went against her religion, but Parker took a breath, and looked around for a phone. "I can order some, have them delivered, and then will you let me out of here?"

"Arf," the monster in the closet said and retreated back into the closet. It closed the doors behind him.

Parker's scenario disappeared and Ted stepped inside. "Good job, babe! Remember - anyone, even the monster in the closet, can be bribed!"

"Thank you, Professor Logan." Parker had to giggle at this point, feeling pretty punchy. "Glad I didn't have to follow through."

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