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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"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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