fandomhigh | Advanced Computers #4, Wednesday Afternoon 8/2

The computer lab is set up with a webcam and a plasma screen, showing a lab with two people talking.

"...it was a cigarette butt, Gibbs. It wasn't a lot to go on."

"So you don't have anything?"

"Gibbs, I'm hurt! You should know me better than that. In addition to missing marine's dna I found traces of dihydrocodeine, ephedrine and caffeine. "

"Abby."

"It was a high enough concentration that it could have knocked-"

"Abs." The man pointed up and Abby grinned at the screen that showed the class from Fandom.

"Oh, hey guys! Sorry that I couldn't be there today. I had to drive in and take care of a few things at the lab. You see, there's this marine bomb specialist who's missing-ow!" Abby rubbed the back of her head where Gibbs had smacked it.

"Next week you guys are going to be going through a maze, and the doors can only be unlocked with the answers to computer questions. You'll break up into teams, two teams of three and one team of four. The people on the winning team will each get a gift certificate to Best Buy to buy geek goodies. So find your team today and start boning up on your computer knowledge. Also, everyone submit one question for the maze. I'll add the best ones in next week!"

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Cally looked around to see if anyone wanted to team with her.

Conner sat down and opened up his shiny new laptop. "So, still mad at me, or would you mind having me on your team?"

"Depends," Cally said. "You gonna try and make me feel bad about stuff again?"

"I'm sorry about that," Conner replied honestly as he started watching that cartoon about the ninja rabbits and their panda sensei again. "I was worried and preoccupied and took it out on you."

"Apology accepted," Cally said. "You really want to team with me?"

"Sure. Why wouldn't I?" asked Conner.

Okay, so there were at least a half dozen different answers to that question. But he was distracted by ninja rabbits.

"Well, I can think of a few reasons," Cally said. "But whatever, okay."

Conner couldn't really deny that, so he tried to change the subject instead. "So we just need to waylay one more person, maybe two."

"Yep," Cally said. "Looks like Bridge already got himself a group so... hmmmm."

"Well, I haven't seen Sam Winchester yet, and Alec's over there if we wanna grab him." Conner snickered at some ninja rabbit antics. "Aw, man, does this mean I'm gonna have to compete against Bridge? Ranger versus Ranger. That never turned out well."

"Yeah. And no offense, but I think Bridge might have a bit of an advantage over you here," Cally said.

"A lot of one." Conner really had no illusions about his computer skills. "But we have until next week, right? And my friend Ethan back home happens to be a computer genius. And Hayley. Can't forget Hayley."

He opened up a web browser and typed up a quick email.

From: totallytriassic@gmail.com
To: iamdetonationman@gmail.com, hayley@hayleyscyberspace.com
Priority: High
Subject: Help!

Hey Ethan and Hayley,

Got a big project coming up for computer workshop next week.Got any trivia or FAQ-type stuff you can send my way?

-- Conner

A quick click on "Send," and hopefully help would be on the way. He glanced over and noticed that Sam Winchester had teamed up with Willow, Zack, and Bridge. "Guess that means Alec's with us."

"There's still Broots, Jude, and Mac," Cally pointed out. "Though I wouldn't mind Alec, that's for sure."

"Oh, good point. Wouldn't mind Mac, myself." Conner facepalmed. "I am so not single. Why do I say these things?!?"

"Because you probably should be single," Cally said.

". . . what's that supposed to mean?"

"I'm saying your interest in the field might mean you're not meant for what you think you're tied to," Cally said. "I speak from experience."

"And we're changing the subject again before things get nasty," Conner replied without missing a beat, then sighed. "You're right, though."

"Okay," Cally said, thinking it might actually be possible that Conner was even more sensitive than Anders about stuff. Which was kinda scary.

"So, how about pie? I like pie. Mmmm, pie."

It was, in fact, quite possible that Conner was even more sensitive about some stuff than Anders was. It came with the whole protector-complex thing. ~~Besides, all Red Rangers have a not-so-super-sekrit sensitive side. Even Jack. But not Leo and Cole. Them's the rules. Look at Nick and his blankie!~~

"Eh. More of a pastry guy myself," Conner said. "Preferably the kind with the really flaky dough."

"You are what you eat," Cally said, snickering.

"So what does that make me? A cream puff?"

"Or a total flake," Cally said, giggling.

"No, no, no." Conner shook a finger at her. "Eric is the flake, not me."

Cally scowled at the finger. "Oh?"

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