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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2015 12:47 am
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Banshee gave a loud gasp. "What?! No way, it’s gotta be whales, wow, I mean, come ooooon," she waved an arm around; as if that would magically impart the understanding of whalekind’s majesty to everyone. It didn’t make sense for them not to agree. I mean, sure, anglerfish were pretty neat, she’d agree with that but whales.
"I guess it’s not turtles then," Dude Food murmured mostly to himself and then shrugged, upending the last of the chips into his mouth. He could already see where this was going. There were four different ideas and he wasn’t a fighter. Iron Chef was not going to roll over easily on this one. It was smarter to lift your hooves in surrender than take her on.
"So I’m thinking we should make a paper mache whale and then do a presentation on how awesome they are."
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2015 2:30 pm
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This was an idea Thriller could get behind. As much as he loved anglerfish and wanted support his sister, he didn't think any arguments would hold up against the formidable Iron Chef, who seemed like she was one marine suggestion away from blowing her top. Then Banshee would cry and Dude Food would… he didn't know… find more chips to eat?
Whatever. Banshee seemed to like the shark idea, and he did, too. Because sharks AND JAWS were both awesome. Plus, Jaws killed people in awesome chomp chomp ways.
"Shark! I am cool with shark. Sharks are so amazing," agreed Thriller. "Let's make a Jaws paper mache thing! Yeah!"
Iron Chef smiled. She was glad her group was starting to get excited about the ideas. She almost opened her mouth to speak against the paper mache, but… ugh, Banshee was just so excited, and maybe that would translate well? Ugh. Letting go of the reins was not her strong suit…
"We can maybe do a small paper mache visual aid. Or maybe you can just draw your favorite sharks, I don't know. But that's fine," she allowed. "Go for it."
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 6:40 pm
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“You can do all the text and information,” Dude Food suggested to his sister, “I’ll keep them busy, uh, on track with the paper mache.” He grinned. It was also be easier if he just sat there, occasionally handing them glue or paper while they got excited about building a shark.
“Shark, shark, shark, shark,” Banshee was chanting but somewhere in the back of her mind, she was planning on sneaking in a little whale. Just a tiny one. “Let’s go! Let’s start now. This is gonna be so good.” Easily made happy, the filly grabbed her pencil case and upended in on the table. Pens and pencils went everywhere but she didn’t care.
“Righto, we’ve got twenty-three minutes left of class and two weeks to finish this, so don’t get too excited.” Dude Food drawled as he stopped a pen from rolling off the table. “But you guys should definitely start drawing out sharks and stuff.”
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 9:41 pm
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"How tremendously generous of you, Dude," snorted Iron Chef, but secretly (or not so secretly), she was pleased with getting the outright reins to the meat of the project. Iron Chef liked prior to do the grunt work--the paper mache, the prepping of food--so that she could get down to the nitty gritty. She was going to kick the crap out of this shark paper.
To return the favor, she graciously said: "That sounds great, Dude. You do that. Managerial skills at work."
Thriller, for his part? He was already drawing with Banshee. As though he had read his sister's thoughts, he drew a 'whale for size comparison' chart, and was sketching sharks beneath them. "Check it out!" He told her, pushing the paper across the table to her.
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2015 9:26 pm
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Iron Chef laughed, and it was truly a heroic feat that she didn't roll her eyes right out of her head. She began to put some of her thoughts down on paper, scribbling cheerfully about what she meant to do later, when she was free of all the bozos (except her brother, he was the Best.)
Thriller, meanwhile, was showing his gleaming teeth to Banshee in a giant smile, overjoyed by the afro shark. "YESSSSS. Look at that! Uncanny. Amazing. Heroic! I love it." He began to draw a 70s disco shark.
"Yes! Come on over! We have paper mache and understanding fathers," added Thriller with a nod.
Iron Chef laughed at that. She knew she would already have the report done by the time she and Dude went over. Couldn't hurt to go and help! She'd let them make a paper mache... she looked at Thriller and Banshee's papers... uh, 70s shark. That was fine. Kind of.
"Certainly," she said, very graciously.
Ruriska I THOUGHT I REPLIED TO THIS...
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