Come And Learn, Young Children! AKA The School

[Verdauga]

(Cleary? )

[Booklover]

(No. I clearly meant Clary. Clary [redacted] (except not House Redacted, because that's something else entirely).)

[lass of something much]

(Cleary? )

it was obviously a typo, stop being mean.

[Ebantu the Kararehe]

There's a difference between teasing and being mean, Lass.

[lass of something much]

I know...

[shisteer of nothing much]

*begins building paper planes, a frown of concentration visible on brow*

[lass of something much]

*the plane comes back*
*gives the muffins to Miss Russa and Verdie* Happy anzac day! (it was yesterday...)

[Verdauga]

*begins building paper planes, a frown of concentration visible on brow*

*Pats Teer on the shoulder and whispers.*
You're doing great!

[shisteer of nothing much]

Thanks. *holds plane up, studying it critically* I think it's finished. What do you think?

My plane

[close]

[Ebantu the Kararehe]

Um...that's a crane, Teer. But well done! It's very cool.

[shisteer of nothing much]

*looks critically at plane, then at chalk-board* I followed all the instructions though. It does look a bit different, I suppose.

[lass of something much]

*giggles*

[Kade Rivok]

*Makes a horde of paper jets...*



*...and sends to flying about the classroom, shooting tiny paper missiles at everybeast.*

[lass of something much]

*hides under desk*

[Verdauga]

*the plane comes back*
*gives the muffins to Miss Russa and Verdie* Happy anzac day! (it was yesterday...)

Aaaaawwwww, thank you, child!!

Spoiler

*Makes a horde of paper jets...*



*...and sends to flying about the classroom, shooting tiny paper missiles at everybeast.*

[close]

*Scoops all the miniature jets up in the wastebasket, closes the lid, and places my Encyclopaedia Brittanica on it.*

Well done, Child!