PARTY TIME.
Who: EVERYONE
What: CELEBRATION
Where: TODAY AT SUNSET
When: SEPTEMBER 1ST
Warnings: THE CRAZIEST CELEBRATION
Oh there was celebrations in the air tonight. After a talk with Superintendent Lana, the news had been more than good. Excellent, in fact.
Grants. Large ones. With so many zeroes that the checks piling on the Headmaster's desk, he might have a small country's fortune in there. The exchange program was going splendidly. “A true inside on a school revolution,” they'd been told.
Aww yeah, just rubbing the hand in the right direction. The hand-err well the man right now had a cigar to his mouth, watching the sunset slowly sink into the horizon and realized, well, even the Headmasters had a day of craziness once in a while.
And no one ever suspected on a Thursday.
"Crazy," he said, ringing his brother in. "Bring in THE RECORD. I feel like setting up the school on musical fire tonight. Everyone's got a cause of celebration."
"Right over bro!" the other replied, before bursting in the room. The Headmaster looked over, cigar still in his mouth.
"Here you go, just what the doctor ordered." He opened up the Headmaster's table where a vinyl player sat there used since the 1970's and in good condition, carefully (surprisingly considering) placing it in.
Slowly, the headmaster sighed and looked over.
“I said THE RECORD. Not...what the hell is that anyway?"
“Greatest love songs from Titanic, bro."
"Well it's clearly rubbish. Get me the other record." The Hand spun away, clearly knocking out things on his way there, to return holding another vinyl which he put down on the table.
"Much better." With a mischievous grin - after all, even hands had fun, if you know what I mean, he brought the microphone closer to the music box and then...turned on the red button.
Music began to echo in all the rooms and school...
What: CELEBRATION
Where: TODAY AT SUNSET
When: SEPTEMBER 1ST
Warnings: THE CRAZIEST CELEBRATION
Oh there was celebrations in the air tonight. After a talk with Superintendent Lana, the news had been more than good. Excellent, in fact.
Grants. Large ones. With so many zeroes that the checks piling on the Headmaster's desk, he might have a small country's fortune in there. The exchange program was going splendidly. “A true inside on a school revolution,” they'd been told.
Aww yeah, just rubbing the hand in the right direction. The hand-err well the man right now had a cigar to his mouth, watching the sunset slowly sink into the horizon and realized, well, even the Headmasters had a day of craziness once in a while.
And no one ever suspected on a Thursday.
"Crazy," he said, ringing his brother in. "Bring in THE RECORD. I feel like setting up the school on musical fire tonight. Everyone's got a cause of celebration."
"Right over bro!" the other replied, before bursting in the room. The Headmaster looked over, cigar still in his mouth.
"Here you go, just what the doctor ordered." He opened up the Headmaster's table where a vinyl player sat there used since the 1970's and in good condition, carefully (surprisingly considering) placing it in.
Click to viewSlowly, the headmaster sighed and looked over.
“I said THE RECORD. Not...what the hell is that anyway?"
“Greatest love songs from Titanic, bro."
"Well it's clearly rubbish. Get me the other record." The Hand spun away, clearly knocking out things on his way there, to return holding another vinyl which he put down on the table.
"Much better." With a mischievous grin - after all, even hands had fun, if you know what I mean, he brought the microphone closer to the music box and then...turned on the red button.
Music began to echo in all the rooms and school...