fandomhigh | Detention, The Danger Shop, 09.08.06

When the students walked into the shop, they would see The Tick standing at a podium that probably looked vaguely futuristic back in the mid-1990's: a rounded white plastic frame and clear plexiglass. There were lights and smoke in the background. Behind Tick was a large sign with the following names listed:

Teddy Altman
Seely Booth
John Connor
Hikaru Hitachiin
Kaoru Hitachiin
Jude Lizowski
Jamie Madrox
Peter Pevensie
Setsuna Sakurazaki
Ranma Saotome
River Tam
Naomi Wildman

When everyone was in the shop, the Tick pushed a button on the Danger Shop remote and spotlights started swinging around.

"Hello, detentioned students! I am The Tick, and I'm not only your Dean of Students, but today I am also your host for Detention Gladiators!" Tick stayed silent as a vaguely patriotic-sounding theme song played for thirty seconds.

"Today you'll be competing in four challenges that will test your mind, body, heart, and ability to think like a crazy person! Hopefully by the end of our time together you'll have learned your lesson - or in Naomi's case set a positive example since she did nothing wrong - and will be ready to move on to the next phase of your lives, without rule breaking!"

"And remember, the Shop is set up with extensive safety protocols! You're completely safe! Explosions won't be real, brutes won't actually hit hard, and the sheer power of the criminal mind won't overwhelm you!"

"SPOOOON!"

[OOC: You do not need to know who any of the hologram NPCs are, but you might enjoy it more if you do. Here's some info on them. This should be crack crack crack and more crack, for the record. Detention will run from approximately 9 AM EST to 5 PM EST, but you're free to go when you've completed all of the tasks. If it takes longer, I'm fine playing longer if you are. :)

I'll be around all day and available on AIM if you need to talk to me: bugofjustice.]

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Sakurazaki nodded; good. If she was going to try to be a normal teen, she figured this whole ordeal was at least a nice, big step in the right direction. She grinned; it was a ridiculous amount of fun....

"Purple?" she asked, giving him a grinning look of doubt. "Really?"

Jude nodded seriously. "Purple. His eyes kind of bug out, too, and his neck gets all veiny and he starts having flashbacks to wars he wasn't in."

Sakurazaki's mouth formed a little 'o' as she processed all of that. "Wars....he wasn't in?"

Jude waved a hand. "Yeah. We think he's totally faking his whole military commander vibe."

She arched a concerned eyebrow. "I guess that might explain why he's stuck with a crappy job like mall security..."

"Exactly." Jude raised a clenched fist and his eyes went flat as he did his best growling impression of Ron. "Herding little maggots who weren't even born when I was crawling through the jungles with nothing but a Swiss Army knife and a prayer, mistah!"

Hiding a snort of a laugh behind her hand, Sakurazaki chuckled at the impression. "Oh, I have to meet him. 'Oh, which jungles?'" She blinked her eyes in an overly sweet and bad impression of herself in the imagined situation in her head. "'Because, you know, I've spent a month training in blah blah blah....'" She finished with a smirk, which quickly melted away into a bashful beam. "I really would like to go up there with you one of these days, you know. See where you're from, what Toronto's like, m...meet your friends and family..."

"Well . . . I'm going home for Thanksgiving in about a month," Jude suggested after a moment, playing with his cutlery and not quite looking at her. "I've got some money saved up from work . . . shouldn't be too hard to buy another plane ticket."

The blush growing deeper, Sakurazaki shook her head. "Oh, no, I still have so much money left over from my last mission that I could easily pay my own way, don't worry about that..."

Jude glanced up at her with a grin. "Was that a yes?"

"Conditionally, yes." Sakurazaki narrowed her eyes at him, but smiled. "I pay my way."

"Not if I do it first," Jude grinned. "'Sides, only I know what flight I'm on to get you another ticket."

"Yes, because finding a flight to Canada on my own would be so difficult. Hell, if I gave myself enough rest before hand, I could probably fly up there myself." Sakurazaki had a great, powerful urge to stick her tongue out at Jude, but went instead for a kiss on his cheek.

Jude fairly beamed at that little kiss. "Well, I wouldn't want you to get lost in the airport. Pearson's a scary kind of place, you know."

"How scary?" Sakurazaki asked with a playful nudge, because he should know by now that she could handle a lot of scary.

"Pretty scary," Jude assured her seriously. "It's Canada. That's how we roll."

The sudden seriousness may have inspired a little bit of a gulp as Sakurazaki nodded. "Better keep you close, then, the whole time. For safety, of course."

Jude nodded, still keeping up the serious face, until he suddenly broke into a broad grin. "Dude, you're totally coming to Toronto for Thanksgiving! Awesome!"

Her shoulders crept up bashfully, grinning through her blush. "Yeah, I guess I am...."

When did he say it was? Next month? That didn't give her much time to prepare and get ready for this.

...and she was feeling that she would need a lot of preperation. She might not know enough about normal relationships, but she knew enough to understand that this? Was big.

Jude pounced, wrapping his arms around her joyfully. "Best. Girlfriend. Ever," he declared, grinning. "I love you, bra."

Eeep! Sakurazaki could definately deal with a pouncing hug and her favourite declaration of awesomeness, and was just about to melt into it when something she definately could not deal with stopped her.

"Jude, I..."

Big indeed. Sakurazaki paled in his arms, panic rising at an alarming rate. This...no, she couldn't handle this right now. She wasn't ready for something like this. She didn't even know what love was, not outside the contexts of Ojou-sama, and even then....it...a warrior couldn't afford things like love, they weren't meant to understand it, have it. And, of course she liked Jude. A lot. But...this? Now?

Face turning red, Sakurazaki's fleeing mechanisms kicked into high gear, and she slipped out of Jude's arms, rising from her seat on the table and grabbing her tray of half-touched food. "Lunch time's almost over," she said quickly, almost flailingly. "We'd better get back; wouldn't want to be late and get into more trouble then we're already in..." She barely hesitated to start cutting across the room.

Jude was left sitting alone, his mouth gaping open at the abruptness of her exit.

What had he done?

Shit de merde de tabernac, nine years of elementary school French filled in for him.

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