Room 307, Wednesday Morning

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Topher was annoyed.

He had had a Creepy Construction Worker communicator (which in itself was cool) and access to the network that it ran on (which was much cooler), and now he didn't. All thanks to Riley.

Well, mostly thanks to Electroclash, if you wanted to get technical. The point was that Topher didn't think it was his own fault. But he'd

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[selfhelphero]

After class, Billy had an apple pie to share, and the first person it made sense to share with was Topher. "Hey, are you here?" he called, peeking in past the open door anyway. "Oh, you look busy."

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"I'm definitely not busy," Topher assured him, immediately dropping his pencil and redirecting his attention to Billy. "Annoyingly enough. But I'm also for sure not too busy for whatever that is."

He pointed. It smelled good, Billy! Share!

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"It's pie," Billy said, coming in and setting the pie down on the nearest clean flat surface. "They had us bake in Pinkie Pie's class today, like that's going to make things better or something."

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"Pie can sometimes make things better," Topher said, getting up to clear off his desk and steal Bay's chair so that Billy could sit next to him. "It can be a really good distraction or a weapon."

Foil tins could be dangerous, it was true.

"...I bet you could put explosives in a pie."