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Thursday morning before first period, Walter opened the TA's lounge and had to blow dust off the coffee maker before he could get some going. It seemed that no one had been in here in months.

Well, he couldn't really point fingers. He'd had a key since September and hadn't abused it. But he was now.

There was coffee and he decided he'd have his lunch there today as well.

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"As logn as you aren't biting, I'm good," Tyler answered.

he walked in and started poking in the corners, sniffing at things. "Wow, if I had known about the luxury here, I would have been a TA last semester."

[OOC: Sorry! It helps when you request membership.]

"It's all about the rampant abuse of power," Walter said, grinning up at Tyler. "Whose class are you a TA for?"

"Emma Frost's," Tyler answered. "Home Ec. I should wear an apron and bake cookies." He wouldn't even put anything in them. "What about you?"

"DAMM for Dr. Orpheus. I get to make coffee and..." And what? "I'm not sure what. I don't really know anything about defending against malicious magic."

"I have no idea what Ms. Frost actually wants me to do," Tyler admitted. "But she asked. How'd you end up doing it for the Malicious Magic class?"

Walter shook his head and shrugged. "I met Dr. Orpheus on new student orientation day and got him a cup of coffee. The next thing I know he's telling me I'm one of his TAs."

"I guess that's why you shouldn't get teachers coffee," Tyler said. "or talk to them." he considered. "Maybe we could just not be in the same room as them. Though the gig doesn't seem to be too bad so far."

"I was a TA last semester for Miss Poppins. It isn't bad at all, actually," he admitted. "A key to the TA lounge, the opportunity to impress your teacher without having to really work too hard to do so, and a pretty easy expectation of a good grade."

"And Ms. Frost is hot in a scary blond trying-too-hard telepath way," Tyler conceded. "Could be a lot worse, even if I do end up changing a few diapers."

Somehow the image of Tyler changing diapers was both disturbing and hilarious.

He went with hilarious.

"I never pictured you as the daddy type." Then again, he didn't really picture anyone here as the parental type. They were teenagers. Sheesh.

"I was a very good co-daddy to an egg last semester," Tyler said, eyes alight. "But anything more alive? Yeah, it's not really my thing."

"Alright, I kept hearing about people and their eggs," Walter said. "Just what was the purpose of that?"

"Vader screwing with us," Tyler said. "And then Jack and I were almost the only people in class not to get too attached to drop the egg from the roof. It was kind of bizarre."

"People were too attached to an egg to drop it off the roof?" Walter asked slowly.

That so did not work in his head.

"I have Vader's class this semester. I'll be prepared for eggs if he does it again."

"We could pad them and everything, too," Tyler said. "It made no sense. I think people just like to show off how precious and sensitive they are." His tone made it clear what he thought of that.

He shrugged. "The eggs were our finale, but I don't know if they're it for you guys too. Our TA taught for the last month."

"Right then. I'll remember that you and Jack are the sensible ones." Getting sentimental over eggs?

"Who was the TA? Were the eggs his or her idea?"

"Senior. Something Krycek." Tyler shrugged. "I couldn't really tell if the eggs were him or Vader, but it could have been either."

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