The Chosen
Time is all around
Hi! This is a new idea of mine, so I hope you enjoy! It's basically random stories about crap that goes on in the lives of the Scoobies. First one is Dawn/Margo centric.
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What Happens When...
You Have a Queasy Biology Partner
Dawn Summers cooly strided past all of the jammed lockers, hormoned-up kids, and veiny-detention-your-ass teachers and found a water fountain. She bent over and with one thumb over the bar underneath, took a long drink of the cool stuff. She came back up and turned around. There it was, at the end of the hall. One polished red grain Californian oak tree with a window and a sign reading BIOLOGY. She was so busy grimacing at the thought of what was to come next she hardly noticed her science partner Margo reluctantly walk in. Dawn shook it off and headed forth.
Later
"You may now begin disecting your frogs," Mr. Larson said.
Dawn looked to Margo, who's eyes were glued to the ceiling. It looked as if she were going to be sick. The knocking knees helped with that, too.
"Margo?" Dawn said, trying to find her science partner in the nervous shipwreck. "On the sheet it says you have to make the first incision."
Margo took a deep breath and looked down. She carefully plucked the small knife from the table and gently touched it to the frog's skin. Margo heeved. Dawn looked away quickly. The next thing Dawn heard was a sickening schlooping noise and a thud. Dawn looked back to find the knife jutting from the frog, and Margo out cold on the floor. She looked up to Mr. Larson.
"Heh...I think I need a new partner..."
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You guys can request stories, too.
- TC
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What Happens When...
You Have a Queasy Biology Partner
Dawn Summers cooly strided past all of the jammed lockers, hormoned-up kids, and veiny-detention-your-ass teachers and found a water fountain. She bent over and with one thumb over the bar underneath, took a long drink of the cool stuff. She came back up and turned around. There it was, at the end of the hall. One polished red grain Californian oak tree with a window and a sign reading BIOLOGY. She was so busy grimacing at the thought of what was to come next she hardly noticed her science partner Margo reluctantly walk in. Dawn shook it off and headed forth.
Later
"You may now begin disecting your frogs," Mr. Larson said.
Dawn looked to Margo, who's eyes were glued to the ceiling. It looked as if she were going to be sick. The knocking knees helped with that, too.
"Margo?" Dawn said, trying to find her science partner in the nervous shipwreck. "On the sheet it says you have to make the first incision."
Margo took a deep breath and looked down. She carefully plucked the small knife from the table and gently touched it to the frog's skin. Margo heeved. Dawn looked away quickly. The next thing Dawn heard was a sickening schlooping noise and a thud. Dawn looked back to find the knife jutting from the frog, and Margo out cold on the floor. She looked up to Mr. Larson.
"Heh...I think I need a new partner..."
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You guys can request stories, too.
- TC