witchesreign | [Action] Home Ec, you poor bastards...

[Whether on Monday or Tuesday, the Home Ec classrooms are shut and locked. A note instructs students to go to the new basement classrooms.]

[Of course, students aren't normally allowed in the basement, but hey, the note's pretty clear.]

[Taking the elevator down and following the signs leads to an ominous sense of heat before it leads to the door. Opening that door makes it worse, as waves of heat and an absolutely delicious scent of thick stew pour out of a two-story tall pot dominating a kitchen that appears to have come from hell itself.]

[Rows of desks line up before a chalkboard. As the bell rings, the classroom... still has no teacher. The students are welcome to look around, talk amongst themselves, and wonder what's going on for all of a minute -- WHEN SUDDENLY--]

KiiiiiiiYAH!

[A sun shines brilliantly in the heavens (even though they're indoors), silhouetting the figure of the Home Ec. teacher as he descends from above! With a crash, Mr. Champloo lands in the middle of the floor, then rises and points at the class.]

Kitchen Fist Fire Chaos Style! I, your Home Economics teacher, appear by the name of... Champloo!

[At once, every stove burner in the room bursts into flame.]

You all have embraced the path of cooking! And some other things covered in this class that are much less important. I warn you, the path of cooking is not for the faint of heart! You must have strength! You must have passion! You must be prepared to risk your life in the pursuit of the perfect dish! From this day forward you are students of the High Heat style of cooking!

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[ She nods, a smug grin on her face. This is more like it. Supposing that captchaloguing the pot of water would be cheating, she takes it in both hands. ]

Okay, what do I do?

Simply run through the course, making certain the water is boiling by the time you reach the other side!

Also try not to get burned.

So you want us to hold this teeny pot over those jets of flame?

Hyahyahya! To do that would surely cook you, and that is a lesson more advanced then I can teach in a quarter! No, you must dodge the flames, but carefully! Too far away, and your water will never boil. Too close, and your skin might do the bubbling!

[ A sure nod. She's done obstacle courses before, and though she's itching to use her Time powers to help herself along -- surely a future self has completed it right? Making stable time loops can't be that hard? -- she's going to try this the old-fashioned way. ]

I got this. Leave it to me.

[If she's lucky this won't end in an infirmary visit! Champloo raises his arms.]

Get ready. Aaaaaand... BOOM!

[He snaps his arms down, signaling the start.]

[ It's just like home. There's a sense of danger, but the swiftness of her motions suggests that she's done obstacle courses for years. At home, there were Smuppets and ninja swords. Here, it's fire -- and is it that different, really? ]

[This is not a challenge designed to kill! The fire comes in extended, powerful bursts, but a pot held at arm's length can absorb heat so long as one switches hands quickly between jets! For a quick and skilled person, it is not terribly difficult.]

[ She's having a lot of fun! Even though her shirt is a little covered in soot, she appears to know what she's doing, nimbly switching the pot back and forth when it gets too hot. She's never cooked before, but damn. If it's this fun every time, she might have to do it a lot more. ]

[Champloo is waiting at the end of the course, watching with an approving eye. The first thing to check -- did she get the water boiling?]

[ It's...kind of at that moment right before a rolling bubble. So kind of boiling? ]

Does that work, or do I gotta do it again?

Hyahyahya! For your first effort, that is a magnificent performance! Accept my congratulations on a job well done!

Oh-- [ She looks at the pot, a small smile on her face. ] Yeah, I guess I did pretty okay.

For a novice to the art of the Kitchen Fist, quite okay indeed!

I like that. Kitchen Fist.

[ Awwwww yes. She loves Home Ec now! ]

[Action] Home Ec, you poor bastards...

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