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"I'm a genius, but I'm a misunderstood genius"
WHO: Calvin and Roberto
WHERE: Xavier's
WHEN: Monday afternoon, after school's out.
WARNINGS: No.
SUMMARY: Calvin thinks he's cleverer than he actually is. Par for the course.
FORMAT: Quick.
There were certain hazards to spending a year being raised by an attorney like Harvey Dent, hazards that had nothing to do with irate mob members. Rather, they stemmed from a situation where an imaginative and creative six-year-old, one whose biological father was a patent attorney in the first place, was surrounded by the law all the time at home. It carried the risk of said six-year-old getting it into his head that he was capable of identifying and exploiting loopholes.
School, for instance. Calvin was well aware that detention, being forced to stay after class, was a common punishment that he faced for his... 'exuberance'. But, he thought to himself, school's almost out! In only a few more days it will be summer, and they can't keep me in detention during summer, can they! That means I might as well be a diplomat right now! Hahahahaha, I'm invincible! Complete legal impunity! Total absence of consequence! They can't touch me!
Calvin had taken this line of thought to its logical conclusion, mixed it with the desire to end the school year and start summer with a proverbial bang, and then run off to find the largest, sturdiest balloon possible and fill it with water to the bursting point. He was now hovering over Xavier's in his Stupendous Man costume with an enormous orb of rubberized hydro-ordnance dangling precariously from his hands, dripping water as it swayed back and forth. "Only question now," he said to himself, "is where's the best place to drop it? Maybe I should try to get inside and splash it there!" These decisions were important.
WHERE: Xavier's
WHEN: Monday afternoon, after school's out.
WARNINGS: No.
SUMMARY: Calvin thinks he's cleverer than he actually is. Par for the course.
FORMAT: Quick.
There were certain hazards to spending a year being raised by an attorney like Harvey Dent, hazards that had nothing to do with irate mob members. Rather, they stemmed from a situation where an imaginative and creative six-year-old, one whose biological father was a patent attorney in the first place, was surrounded by the law all the time at home. It carried the risk of said six-year-old getting it into his head that he was capable of identifying and exploiting loopholes.
School, for instance. Calvin was well aware that detention, being forced to stay after class, was a common punishment that he faced for his... 'exuberance'. But, he thought to himself, school's almost out! In only a few more days it will be summer, and they can't keep me in detention during summer, can they! That means I might as well be a diplomat right now! Hahahahaha, I'm invincible! Complete legal impunity! Total absence of consequence! They can't touch me!
Calvin had taken this line of thought to its logical conclusion, mixed it with the desire to end the school year and start summer with a proverbial bang, and then run off to find the largest, sturdiest balloon possible and fill it with water to the bursting point. He was now hovering over Xavier's in his Stupendous Man costume with an enormous orb of rubberized hydro-ordnance dangling precariously from his hands, dripping water as it swayed back and forth. "Only question now," he said to himself, "is where's the best place to drop it? Maybe I should try to get inside and splash it there!" These decisions were important.
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So he is inside the school, yes, in one of the lecture halls on the second floor with enormous windows facing out toward the back courtyard. And since it is a nice day, said windows are all open.]
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Once he was outside those nice, big, open windows, Calvin began to swing the Mega-Balloon back and forth, carefully building up the momentum to heave it inside and let loose the deluge. It was a tricky and delicate task, and he was looking down throughout it. Careful... careful... okay now, one, two, three... Only at the moment of release did he look up. "...and heave!" He cried, raising his eyes from his feet to watch his masterpiece go sailing in a perfect arc through the window and right... towards... Mister Dacosta... OH NO!
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[Roberto's eyes widen considerably at the voice, and then even more so when he sees the balloon coming. He barely has any time to scramble; it takes seconds to power up, though, and he manges to lift his hand to hit the giant thing away from him. Super strength has it advantages! However, while he didn't go skidding backwards from the impact, the balloon did explode and fill the lecture hall.]
GOD DAMMIT, CALVIN!
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Calvin alights on the windowsill and pokes his head into the lecture hall, oblivious to the fact that he just effectively destroyed Roberto's afternoon. Part of him is scared, sure, but he keeps telling himself: Summer's almost here, summer's almost here, they can't do anything once school's over and it almost is, I've got nothing to worry about. Instead, he admires his handiwork. "Man, it's really sloshing around in there! Look, there are little waterfalls going off the desks and everything!"
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Get your ass in this classroom right now, Calvin! What were you thinking!?
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Hey, that's a really neat power! How do you get your skin to do that crackling thing?
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What made you think that bringing a balloon inside was a good idea, Calvin!? You're lucky I've got super strength, amigo, or someone else coulda been hurt! And now we've got a mess and-- ARGH! I AM NOT CLEANING THIS UP!
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[ARGHAAAGHH! Roberto tugs at his hair in frustration and glares at the kid because he's mature like that.]
First we're gonna go get some mops. Then we're gonna figure out what the hell your punishment's gonna be because this sure as heck ain't gonna fly with Cyclops!
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[He pauses and blurts out the next thing that comes to mind]
And you can go to the prom and stick around for clean up after!
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WHAT?!
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Oh yeah! You heard me!