Tuesday, October 10, 2000

Mark: Hmmm....? What? *looks confused*
Firefly: He bit off Cam's HEAD! *falls over laughing*
Mark: Huh?
Firefly: -_- Well, we don't call him dense for nothing.

Monday, October 09, 2000

Meg: Niichan, um.... never mind....O_o
Cam: *drawing in one of his sketchbooks, oblivious to the innuendo*
Mark: *holds up the cookie and squints at it* It's Cam-shaped! *glomps the cookie*
Firefly: Mark, I'm not sure if glomping cookies is healthy.
Mark: *takes a bite outta the cookie*
Firefly: 0_o Did you see where he bit?
Meg: *patpatpatpats Mark* Niichan, it's too late to enroll in school anyway. There's always next year, ne? *gives Mark some Cam-shaped cookies to cheer him up*

Friday, October 06, 2000

Mark: Okay..... *sighs* I guess I'm just not suited for this school stuff.
Firefly: Sucks to be you, huh?
Mark: But I wanna go to school!!!
Firefly: -_-;;

Firefly: *whispers to kohai-chan* Mark can teach "how to be dense".
Cam: *looks embarrassed* But I don't know how to teach....! And stop with the puppy-dog look... you know I'm a total sucker for that.... *looks more embarrassed*

Meg: *whispers to Sempai* Cam'd be best at teaching knowlage-y stuff. Mark, on the other hand, may just be better teaching stuff like--- oral studies? *evil grin*

Thursday, October 05, 2000

MArk: Really? *gives cam puppy dog eyes* Will you be my teacher, Cam......?
Firefly: Kinky. *giggles*

Wednesday, October 04, 2000

Meg: School is evil. If I were you, I would much rather spend my time with him. *points at Cam* Think of it this way... he's the best teacher you could ever have. The dude's lived through every single historic event. He's got 8 phds. He's got an IQ of OVER 190.... he's reeeeeally cute....
Cam: .... -_-;

Tuesday, October 03, 2000

Mark: What's wrong? I like school! So deal!
Firefly: *twitches more*
Mark: *hugs his new books* School is wonderful!
Firefly: *falls over* *twitches*
Meg: *kicks homework around*

Monday, October 02, 2000

*at the end of the day...*
Meg: *threatening to beat her friends Mike and James with a big stick for asking her gross questions* *turns back to Mark* So, niichan, how'd you like High School? Sucks, eh? Too much flippin' work... *glares at textbooks*
Mark: *gaping of everything*
*Meg pulls Mark along to Ching Secondary School, where they have the joys of encountering teachers, Meg's enemies, a few friends here and there, AMY-CHAN (this may be bad for Mark), spanish class, band class, cafeteria food, and various other things. Gauranteed that Nicole won't be happy that Meg loaned out her locker space to a boy....*