fandomhigh | Detention [8/5]

When the students entered the dangershop, they found it to have been set up like a stereotypical novelty breakfast restaurant, right down to the dirndls worn by the harried yet unflappable waitress. The students were free to order any item they wanted from the menu . . . so long as they paid for it. Toaster waffles were on offer for free, though.

Daisy sat at a long table to one side of the restaurant, reading the obituaries section of today's Washington Post and sipping some coffee. She had a brown leather journal on the table in front of her, and the specials board behind her had a list of the students' names:

Alec
Veruca Cally
Walter Dornez
Tyler Durden
Dean Winchester
Sam Winchester

Daisy waited for everyone to arrive and get their breakfast on before setting down the paper.

[ooc: ~~wait for the OCD~~. I will have to be afk in the afternoon/evening to attend a gathering for a friend of mine who has passed away, but I will be online from late Friday night through Saturday morning (I hope) to grab up the pings.

PLEASE NOTE: the following is entirely optional. Should your character get caught, I can have them get harrassed by a graveling. Also, should your character not find their target in time, the target will die in a suitably canonish wacky fashion. These are ENTIRELY OPTIONAL. Please let me know if you'd like this to happen in the OOC thread.

All threads are open ~~as soon as OCD is up~~, since my time for RP is limited. Expect to be out IG by about 4 pm.

And thanks to

walter_n_wires and

futurebucs_star for offering to help with playing NPCs

ETA (3:45 pm EST): And off I go.

walter_n_wires and

futurebucs_star: feel free to mod those npcs you feel comfortable with. I'll pick up any hanging pings and threads when I return. I apologize for the inconvenience of having to go AFK, but it could not be avoided.]

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Alec picked at a toaster waffle, not terribly happy about how the day was turning out so far but there wasn't much he could do about it, either.

Z grinned at Alec. "Small world, what got you stuck in here?"

Alec smirked and shrugged a little. "Supposed to be 'sorting out our differences' with Dean and Sam, after Sam hit me. What about you?"

"Dumb luck," Z snorted. "I woke up in this dumbass's body and Dean Tick dragged me down here. It sucks that you got hit and you ended up with detention."

Frowning, Alec looked Tyler over quickly, noting little differences that he hadn't been paying attention to before. "You too? So who are you in Tyler's body?"

"Z Delgado," Z said.

She gave him a flirty glance. "Wonder why you're still yourself?"

Okay, a flirty glance from Z in Tyler's body was kind of weird, but he grinned and shrugged again. "No idea. Dean and Sam switched places too, but we couldn't figure out why them either."

"And at least they're brothers," Z said. "I barely know Tyler. Though that might make it easier." She frowned, resting her face on a palm. "Wonder who's in my body?"

"Maybe it's another straight exchange?" Alec frowned a little as well. "Doesn't make a lot of sense if you guys barely know each other though. Maybe it's just another Fandom thing."

"There are way too many of those," Z said, stabbing her waffle viciously with her fork. "I like weird, but I like it better from my own body."

"I hear ya," Alec said, grinning with sympathy at Z. "I like you in your body a lot more as well."

Z leaned across the table, touching his arm. "It's much more fun," she said. "It has ... talents."

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