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Dashner said bye to the beasties at his table, and pulled out his schedule to check his next class- Home Ick. Dashner groaned, cooking and sewing wasn't his thing. But, it was better than taking Study Howl...
He shivered at the thought.

He was in high hopes that he'd be paired up with a really pretty ghoul, and he walked into the Home Ick classroom.

"Uh.. sure. " He took the test tubes and carefully placed them in their holder to one side of the station. "Analog?" He frowned, some of the slang these monsters came up with baffled him more than anything. He assumed it was a bad thing though. "I will endeavour not to ruin anything, to the best of my ability.. " The words weren't comforting.

Right then... Hackington had finished divvying up the partners, Ronan craned his neck to see if he could figure out who was the lone number 25. Somethin' wrong there? Hackingston was grinning straight at Ronan, who shuddered and shook his head.
"N.. no sure, not at all."
Good, then le's get this show on the road! He looked to each and every face in turn, grinning toothily.
An easy one for ya today, seein' as it's the first day an all He broke into a fit of wheezing coughs. The class all glanced at one another uneasily. Ye gonna make miniature volcanoes! He started to wheeze again, somehow this was amusing to him.

Ronan frowned, miniature volcanoes? That didn't sound particularly difficult. He glanced to his lab partner.

Well? What yer waitin for?! Hackington demanded, scrawling a page number on the blackboard. Ronan scrambled through his text book, trying to find the right page.

Hellene let out a long sigh of relief that she managed to turn into a polite little cough before anyone noticed too much.

"Oh, well, sorry Glen. But think of it this way, you'll have a table all your own!"

She cheerily flittered to Invisi Billy's table and smiled brightly at him. Perching delicately on the seat, she brushed a stray speck from her certain-to-remain-bright-electric-blue shoes.

"You and I are going to have marvelous non-flamable fun, yes? I do like your hat very much, you know blue is one of my favorite colors and I think I may even know where to find a blue lab coat although don't quote me on that."

So distracted by the day's events (and her concerns about Gryff now that Lin wasn't there to take care of everything for him), Atomica's attention-paying subroutines were way off. She just randomly handed Ronan chemicals to mix as Mister Hack droned on his notes, not even noticing if he was mixing them properly or not.

15 minutes left of class...

"Hurry up!" Atomica declared as she handed Ronan three more chemicals. "Maybe if we build this thing and get it over with, we can get out of class early."

In a rush to just be DONE with this already, Atomica grabbed the nearest flask of glowing green liquid and dumped the whole thing into their volcano...

A small green 'blob' stood up immediately and excitedly pointed toward Atomica.

"Mr. Hack! Can I be paired with her!?"

"Sit down Mister West!"

Glen flopped back down into his chair and again resumed his pose, goo covered cheek drooped into his goo covered palm.

Atomica looked around at the slime glorp covering everything in a ten foot radius. She put her hands on her hips.

"Well." She turned and looked at Mister Hackington. "Clearly, we had the BEST volcano because we had the BIGGEST explosion. Anyone who wants to know our recipe for success can talk to Ronan."

The bell rang, signalling the end of the class period. A large magenta-colored troll strolled in with a mop and a bucket, and the students filed out of class, most of them heading immediately for the bathrooms. Atomica turned to Ronan.

"You're welcome for me fixing the volcano, by the way." Atomica flicked some slime off of her dress and onto the floor. Clearly, she was going to be the one carrying all the weight in this team, just like in SKRM. Atomica picked up her bags and headed out of the classroom.

Meanwhile, Mister Hack, who had miraculously avoided all slime (perhaps years of teaching had given him an instinct of when to duck), just sat spinning in his chair, laughing and coughing so hard Atomica wondered idly if he was going to just die right then and there.

Ronan just gaped at Atomica, bewildered by her attitude. He felt his face flush as everyone stared at him, lowering his head and wishing he could turn invisible for a while.
"Fixing it?" He glared at Atomica. "If you had been paying the slightest attention you'd have known not to add the accelerate till it had been stabilised! " Mr Hack's coughing laughter was not helping matters, Ronan couldn't help but wonder if this was precisely what the man had wanted to happen.

Much as he wanted to chase after the automaton and continue to argue with her, he lost her in the crowd and decided it was probably a wiser use of his time to get cleaned up.

Sticky, wet and frustrated, he made his way to the bathroom and considered the prospect of simply standing under one of the gym showers fully clothed. Being wet was preferable to sticky and covered in goop, but he settled with simply washing the worst of the slime from his face and hands in the sink for now. When he got back to the dorms, he'd have a nice long shower.

Still cursing that malfunctioning mechanoid, he trudged soggily off down the hallway.