Teacher's Lounge, Thursday

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There was a dance coming up and, like all dances, this dance would needs responsible, adult chaperones.

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Hopefully the adults would be on their best behavior that night and there would be no shenanigans or tackling or anything else of that nature. Fraser wasn't hopeful but it wouldn't be a dance without shenanigans, he decided.

Fraser posted a sign up sheet in the lounge for those teachers that wanted to attend the dance as a chaperone tomorrow. He also brought in some coffee and baked good for those teachers that just needed a bit of a break from the daily grind.

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Re: Morning

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"Do you want me to bounce this off your rear or not?" Fraser asked, holding up a quarter.

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Wade sighed and bent over the table. "I am so much more manly than you, by the way."

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"You're the one bent over," he reminded Wade before aiming the quarter at...Wade's rear, yes.

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"It's not my fault I have a fabulous ass!" Wade snapped, turning to see what the hell was taking him so long.

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"We'll see," Fraser said and flicked the quarter towards Wade's rear.

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And oddly enough, it did bounce!

...onto the floor.

"Why do I feel like I'm in an Ang Lee film?"

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"That wasn't much of a bounce," Fraser said, staring at the quarter.

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"Did you expect it to be like a super ball?" Wade asked, giving him a look like he'd just said something crazy. Like he was in love with Celine Dion.

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"As much as you talk about it, I almost did," Fraser exclaimed.

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"Hey! It's better than yours!"

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"You don't know that for certain," Fraser argued.

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"Switch!" Wade ordered, standing up.

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"...seriously?" Fraser asked.

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"You, good sir, have slandered my ass," Wade said, poking him in the chest accusingly.

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"So you want to bounce something off my rear to prove yourself right?" Fraser asked.

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"I could slap you with a glove," Wade offered. "And we could duel."

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"We're not dueling," he said and rolled his eyes. "We're not ruffians."

Well.

"I'm not a ruffian."

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"You could be with a scruffy beard!"

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"You should speak with Robin. She wants me to grow a beard as well," he said.

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"Maybe I will!" Oh, Fraser. Don't let them plan things. That way lay porn.

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"Fine, then," Fraser said. "But just remember no one can make me grow a beard."

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And now it was a challenge.

"Oh. We'll see, won't we?"

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"I guess we will," Fraser said and made a note to buy extra razors.

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Wade made a note to steal all the razors in town. "I'll get you and your little dog too!"

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"I have eight dogs and if you touch them, Robin will shoot you," Fraser told him.