fandomhigh | Retail 101, Monday morning, the street outside All and Sundries

Apparently Edmund did have a toothache, as he is off to the mainland for a dentist's appointment, leaving his class in the oh, so capable hands of Mr. S.O. Baldrick.

Baldrick, still semi-bathed from two weeks ago, is waiting for them outside the shop. There is a peculiar item pointed across the street toward the school grounds and a pile of turnips stacked neatly next to it.

"'ello class. My name is Baldrick. This," he points to the peculiar item, "is a trebuchet. Mr. Blackadder thought that today would be a good day for you to try to convince people to buy something they didn't think they needed. I'm not very good at it, but Mr. B's off to the dentist."

He mutters something about offering to take care of it himself and pulls out a piece of paper from which he begins to stiltedly read. "Class: today I leave you in Baldrick's in- in- in-CAH-pa-blay hands. Sell turns at the tre-buch-ette to anyone who walks by. There's no price. Start high. Go low if you have to. You're working with Baldrick, you now know low as only an in-ver-te-brate can."

[ooc: This class is open to passers-by because it is taking place on the street outside All and Sundries. Yes, the mun has yet another dental visit and I'm leaving this in Baldrick's capable and oh, so moddable hands. For trebuchet users, All and Sundries is located at 21 Loon Drive. Bear that in mind when aiming the trebuchet. It's also not large enough to fire cows, just turnips, and the shop is far enough down the hill that it should not impact the school/dorms/etc.]

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"Me? You mean, not the theater again? I couldn't possibly... maybe Caritas?"

"Caritas needs glitter," Jaye says seriously.

"It's like a public service, really," Willow said. She got a balloon ready for water.

Jaye gets the hose again. "I think I have a new hobby."

"Think Mr. Blackadder will let us borrow the trebuchet whenever we want?" Willow asked.

"Probably not, but I have a gift certificate, maybe I can use it for that!" Jaye suggests.

"Do you think we count for passing the assignment if we sell it to ourselves?" Willow asked.

"Hey, we sold each other on it!" Jaye nods. "Win."

"Does this kind of moment call for a high five? I'm never sure."

"When in doubt, you probably should just not do it," Jaye advises her.

"I'm comfortable with that option," Willow said. She held up the balloon. "Glitter, please?"

Jaye fills the balloon with glitter, yay.

Willow worked on knotting the balloon, spilling some glitter and water on her hands in the process. "Is the trebuchet ready?"

Jaye looks at it. "I have no idea."

"Well we've got to aim it at Caritas, right?" Willow asked.

"Right," Jaye says, and, not wanting to touch it, tries to aim it in the direction she thinks Caritas is in.

Willow was a little worried about touching it too, but she did her best to ready it for another volley. This took some doing as she was holding the balloon in one hand and didn't want to pop it.

When she's pretty sure they're good, she says, "Ready?"

"Ready," Willow said, placing the balloon for firing. "Should we shout something?"

"Um," she says. "I'm kind of lacking in a battlecry. I'm coming up with 'Take THAT!'"

"Take THAT!" Willow shouted, and let loose the glitter balloon of war.

Jaye helps with a "WOO!"

The balloon landed with a glittery splat.

"I think we're getting good spread," Willow observed.

"We kind of rule," Jaye agrees.

"Maybe a little." Willow grinned.

Retail 101, Monday morning, the street outside All and Sundries

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