+A Cup of Milk Tea+

Aidan & Richie - the mysteeeerious substance under the sink
Kazuki - oh god that shouldn't be on fire
Bastien - The price I pay
...Minkah & Simon - Children should not be allowed to drive

When Kazuki woke up at 8:15 on his last day of teaching in Japan, he had not done so knowing that it was going to be his last day. Things had been rather uneventful as of late, the semester was wrapping up, final projects were being submitted and he had a trip lined up to investigate some incidences in Southern Cambodia next week. At 8:33, his face was washed while in stupor, his clothes pulled on clumsily, his steaming cup of black coffee nursed and guzzled with affection.

He walked into the classroom at 9:03, a bag crammed full of papers, notes, folders he was supposed to have reviewed, coffee mug cemented to his hand. Class had started at 9, students cramming to get the last bit of highlight painted on, the last coat of fixitive sprayed, the last piece of ceramic out of the kiln.

At 9:23, he'd lobbed only two pencils, a piece of chalk, two tubes of Titanium White paint and an eraser shaped like Pikachu. All in all, not a bad day.

By 9: 37 however, screams were coming from the classroom, loud enough for other classes to start opening doors, students popping their heads out to investigate what Yoshida-sensei was doing this time. Two students were screaming as they tried to run out in front of what looked like a giant paper mache Hello Kitty in a plastic wrap that was attempting to chase them down in murderous pink kitty madness. Kazuki hadn't thought there'd be any problems with helping set the giant creation on himself to let the students set the giant pink bow on top. But when it wouldn't come off because of the wet glue on the inside, he'd started to panick.

"Someone stop him!" One of the more helpful (based on perspective) students tried to use an easel to prod the blind Hello Kitty teacher back into the room, not realizing inability to see the doorway also meant inability to judge where to step. The ancient projector was plugged in to the left and all it needed was a trip, a pull, and a spark.

"HOLYSHITHELLOKITTYISONFIRE-" Was all the American transfer teacher could blurt out as the principal finally arrived to assess the chaos. Sure enough, Hello Kitty was flaming away even as Kazuki finally managed to disentangle himself from the huge art piece, glue, newspaper, plaster smeared all over his face, eyes a'blazing and mouth a'swearing.

At 10:21, Kazuki threw down his resignation letter scribbled on the back of a sheet of newsprint and stormed out. One should never have to face Hello Kitty on fire was how the teachers explained to themselves when they heard the news. shaking their heads with sympathy.

ghjklahahahahhahahahhahaa sob the mental image. O-oh Kazuki. ♥