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The Art of Scrap, Friday, Period 4

Jan 20, 2012 01:25

This week, Dean's students had been told to dress for the weather in clothes that they didn't mind getting dirty, because they were doing some hands-on searching for art supplies in Fandom's junkyard. Lined up at the gate were enough wheelbarrows for each student to take one, and each wheelbarrow had a pair of heavy work gloves, a travel mug of hot ( Read more... )

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Re: Talk to Dean! geewhizfellas January 20 2012, 19:09:29 UTC

Ahhh, yes. The junkyard! A nice, innocent field trip, looking for supplies to create art to beautify the world for the masses! But little did the students of Mr. Dean McCoppin's Art of Scrap class know that a great and terrible evil lurked among them and today, it would strike with a vengeance!

Butters came dancing up to Dean, shifting his weight between his feet and looking urgently distressed. "Mr. McCoppin! Ah, I need to go to the bathroom. R-really bad."

Re: Talk to Dean! advanceapology January 21 2012, 01:32:08 UTC

"Right," Dean said, glancing up from a sheet of scrap metal that looked particularly promising. "Bathrooms are that way, in the main office. Pretty sure you don't need a key or anything to get in there."

He wasn't going to begrudge the kid for needing to pee, here.

Re: Talk to Dean! geewhizfellas January 21 2012, 01:54:16 UTC

"Alright," Butters announced, good and loud so everyone could hear it. Because everyone was paying attention, too. "I'm goin' to the bathroom now. If anybody needs me, ah, that's where I'll be."

He moseyed on away, and that was that for a good long few minutes, until, with a great big cackling laugh, Butters dressed in a tinfoil helmet, gauntlets, and a big green cape burst around the corner.

"The time for fun and games is over, feeble-minded fools!" he declared.

Re: Talk to Dean! advanceapology January 21 2012, 02:05:28 UTC

Dean glanced up.

Dean raised an eyebrow.

Dean took a mouthful of his coffee.

"Oh, yeah?"

Look, that was some pretty impressive tinfoil-manipulation he had going on, there. The least he could do was not just flat-out laugh. After all, if Dean didn't humor the kooks of the world, who would?

Re: Talk to Dean! geewhizfellas January 21 2012, 02:20:33 UTC

"Yeah!" Professor Chaos announced with another cackle. "I am Professor Chaos! Bringer of destruction and maker of doom! Those who do not know me yet shall know me very soon, for the hour of Chaos i-is at hand! Mwa ha ha ha ha!"

And with that speech, sure to strike terror into the heart of anyone listening, Professor Chaos swept in, snatched up a particularly good piece of sheet metal, brandished it so that all may know what they were about to lose and then fled off into the day with his ill-gotten gains.

Despite the fact that there were plenty of other pieces of sheet metal (although admittedly not as good) right over there.

Re: Talk to Dean! advanceapology January 21 2012, 02:23:35 UTC

Dean took another sip of his coffee, watching But-- Professor Chaos go with a little smirk on his lips.

"I hope he plans on actually using that one."

Re: Talk to Dean! geewhizfellas January 21 2012, 03:03:51 UTC

Nope! He had no intention of putting that sheet metal to use at all! Cower! Cower in the deviousness, McCoppin!

But a few minutes later, Butters returned to the junkyard, pulling on the waistband of his pants for extra emphasis on where he had been. "Oh!" he announced. "Ah, I'm back from the bathroom. Ah, I really let one go in there. Hope I didn't miss anything!"

Re: Talk to Dean! advanceapology January 21 2012, 03:07:23 UTC

"Oh, you know. The usual. People collecting scrap. Nefarious villains snatching away much of the same. You didn't happen to see the guy, did you? That was a pretty good piece of sheet metal he made off with."

That Dean had already found a replacement for.

One of these days, he was going to just give in to the temptation to reach forward and pat this kid on the head. Were teachers allowed to do that?

Re: Talk to Dean! geewhizfellas January 21 2012, 03:36:09 UTC

"See him?" Butters blinked owlishly at Dean...or at least attempted to. "Why yes, I did. But he pushed me down and I scraped my elbow."

Pouting over the injury, Butters lifted his right elbow to show the offending mark. "Go on and look at it. It's scraped. Look."

And while Mr. McCoppin may have looked, Butters barely managed to hold back a grin, as he thought to himself Yeesss. Go on and see the red mark on my elbow, the red mark I made myself to throw you off Professor Chaos's trail. No one will ever know!

Re: Talk to Dean! advanceapology January 21 2012, 03:49:56 UTC

If Dean knew that Butters was going and scraping himself up just to prove a point, he'd probably be concerned and say something about the kid's secret identity.

As it stood, he mostly figured that he'd tripped on his way back from stashing his tinfoil somewhere.

"Huh. That was pretty terrible of him," Dean shared, with some sense of conviction that was mostly a product of the coffee he was drinking. "You might want to wash that up back in the office there, kid. Never know what you might pick up in a scrapyard."

Dean really didn't want to go down in history as the art teacher who gave his students tetanus.

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