Come And Learn, Young Children! AKA The School

[lass of something much]

*is still unmoving*

[Corporal Rubbadub]

*runs into a wall* Uh, wheres the playground?

[Verdauga]

*Absentmindedly extracts Lass and places smelling-salts under her nose.*

[lass of something much]

*paw moves*

[shisteer of nothing much]

Come on, Rubbadub. I'll show you the way. *grabs Rubbadub's paw and leads him to the playground*

[Verdauga]

*Continues with the smelling-salts, but slides an ice cube down the back of Lass' shirt.*

[Corporal Rubbadub]

it's fine i can find it... i hope *runs as fast as he can down the hall, out of the window, and into the dumpster*

[shisteer of nothing much]

*flicks claws and Rubbadub is in the playground* Do you want to be my friend?

[lass of something much]

(No?)

[HeadInAnotherGalaxy]

*Climbz on top o' ze zving zet und beginz hovlin'*

[Captain Wortshire]

*drives in with a forklift*

Delivery for @HeadInAnotherGalaxy

Got a cupboard with Hitler and Napoleon locked in.

*mutters something about time travel, paradoxes, and wibbly-wobbly-timey-wimey before holding up paper*

Sign down here please.

[Corporal Rubbadub]

*steals the cupboard and runs off*

[Verdauga]

*Runs fingers through hair and mutters:* Another one for presentation room...

[shisteer of nothing much]

*is still holding Rubbadub's paw, waiting for him to accept request of friendship*

[Corporal Rubbadub]

w-w-what happens if i dont accept?