June Sweeny took her duties as prom chaperon very seriously. On her back she kept a Super-Soaker water canon, strapped beside an industrial cattle prod. These were really more for show than for use on any students and their dates.
Prom crashers on the other hand, couldn't be guaranteed the same courtesy.
And, since the Senior class had brought
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"At least I get a better gown this time around," she muttered, lifting the hem of her red dress to keep it out of the way. She looked around, wondering if any of her friends (or heaven forbid, her spouse) were around in their younger forms.
She wandered the dance floor, having no interest in the punch.
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