Biology Lab

[Cori]

"Oh my gosh," Cori gasped as the frog goo got into her hair. "I'll fill out the papers because the way these frogs are lasting we could be here for quite awhile." She then began to fil out her own copy of the packet that the teacher had given them.

[Fergi]

"Good *gulp* idea..." Fergi said, covering her mouth. "I think I'm going to go wash the innards off myself...and probably throw up a little..."

[Stoney]

"Bad Betty!" Stoney said waving a bloody finger. "Oh man, I've got a scratch on my finger...you don't think frog guts in my blood will make me turn into a werefrog do you?"

[Nick]

"'Were-Frog,'" repeated Nick sarcasticly. "Well thre is a possiblity of that. but I think that, against all odds, you'll be fine."

[Stoney]

Stoney wiped his brow and picked a towel up to get the blood. "That's a relief, buddy. If the smartie says it then it's gotta be right. But I dunno," he added. "I may sleep with my anti-frog loafer just in case, you know, I don't wanna be croaking in the night."

[Nick]

Nick shrugged, if nothing else it made for an interesting conversation. "So tell me what exactly do you use to protect against a were-frog? Garlic flies?"

[Stoney]

Stoney reached down and pulled his shoe off. All across it were sharpied on drawings of flies with fangs and other random things. "The anti-frog loafer," he said. "Protector against all lifes annoyances." And to illustrate his point, Stoney smacked Fergi playfully on the shoulder.

[Dave]

Dave stared at Stoney's heavily decorated shoe for a moment, "When did you find the time to do that?" Dave shruged, "Dont get me wrong it's cool and all just wondering how long the fear of becomeing a were-frog has eixted in your mind."

[Fergi]

Fergi rolled her eyes at the conversation before her...one she had heard many many times. "He's been working on that thing ever since seeing that horror film Frogs. Seriously, whoever it was that let him pick the movies for the night needs a sharp slap to the face."

[Stoney]

"You don't know that they aren't real. YOU DON'T KNOW!" Stoney yelled, waving the shoe at them all.

[Dave]

"Uh Fergi," Dave said avoiding his best friends shoe. "I hate to be the one to point this out but YOU let him pick the movie that night."

[Fergi]

"Yeah...well..." Fergi said, biting her lip nervously. "Fine, hit me, go ahead and hit a girl! See how the class responds to that!"

[Dave]

Dave looked at the girl in alarm, "I'm not going to hit you, why would I do that?"

[Fergi]

"Um..." Fergi said, glancing away. "Well, usually if I offer someone permission to do something like that it is usually followed by a sharp rasp to the cranium."

[Cori]

"Thats rather rude," Cori observed not bothering to look up from the papers, "I should think you'd get rather tired of that reaction."