Sunday Night, around the dorms

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

Tick walks around to all of the bulletin boards, pinning up a flier he made up with an additional note.

"Thank you to all who showed up to the tryouts. While I could only pick one sidekick, your collective enthusiasm has thrown gasoline onto the Fire of Justice that burns within my Heart! I hope to work with all of you at some point, for you are KEEN!

Also, a welcome to Major K!, a true hero if I've ever seen one. You may not be my sidekick, but I would be honored to call you my chum!

-Professor The Tick"



Happy to have designed such a keen poster and chosen such a keen sidekick, Tick walks back down to his room to prepare Tuesday's lesson.

Comments

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

No, no of course not. There's nothing immoral about the human body and whimsical games involving colors and contortionism!

[janet_fraiser]

I would think it would be good sidekick training. Learning to, uh, recognize colors oft used in super-costumes and also, well-- Developing flexibility works as a good excuse, right?

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Exactly. And besides, it's a good exercise in Justice. If we have to wear stupid shirts just because we accidentally dressed up as guys and accidentally walked into that meeting...

[janet_fraiser]

Personally, I think you should talk to Vala and Callisto, because I'm fairly sure their shirts will be less stupid when they wear them. *wink* And Justice will totally be served heaping on a platter of Righteousness when we have another slumber party.

Okay. Obviously. I've listened to the tryouts for far too long. *snicker*