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       #Post#: 696--------------------------------------------------
       Clarence Morgan and Paradox Fee
       By: EloquentMisprints Date: January 29, 2014, 3:36 pm
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       The students were paired in twos and assigned to raise a family
       together. To begin with, they each selected a career from their
       chosen concentration and drew a random salary from a hat. They
       were then informed that they would be having a child and each
       couple was handed a 'pregnancy belly', which one half of the
       couple was to be wearing at all times. As the next few weeks
       progressed, they would receive at least one baby simulator that
       they were to raise together, each with a sensor inside that
       logged all damages done to the child.
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       Re: Clarence Morgan and Paradox Fee
       By: MissM Date: January 31, 2014, 12:40 am
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       Paradox Fee
       "Partners for the family project are as follows," Mrs. Striker
       announced, "Mr. Dawsom and Miss Konigin, congratulations, you're
       having a baby."
       Dox couldn't help but laugh. Chevy and Vera? He would have felt
       sorry for them, if it hadn't been them.
       He would have continued laughing, except then the teacher listed
       off the next set of names.
       "Paradox Fee and Clarence Morgan."
       He almost fell out of his chair, having tipped it back onto the
       back legs like he always did when he was bored, hooking his foot
       around the edge of the table-leg to keep himself from falling.
       When the teacher had announced his pairing, his foot had slipped
       and he'd almost fallen over.
       He left all four legs of the chair on the ground after that,
       unable to look at Corzen properly. The teacher wouldn't
       re-assign him, he knew. If she wouldn't reassign Chevy and
       Verochka, she wouldn't re-assign him and Clarence. He didn't
       hear the rest of the pairings.
       Great, Dox thought, not only did I get captain of all the
       ****ing sports, I get my boyfriend's roommate to boot.
       He sighed, resigning himself. It wouldn't be too bad, right?
       Then the thought struck him that one of them would have to wear
       the pregnancy belly. He shifted uncomfortably after glancing
       over at Clarence. Yeah, that'll be me...
       What he wanted to do at that moment was walk away from the whole
       class and spend the day anywhere else. However, he knew Corzen
       wouldn't approve.
       He did his best to keep the color out of his cheeks. It would be
       bad enough when he had to put on the belly.
       "Now, I'm sure you are all eager to get started," The teacher
       said, smiling at them all brightly.
       Dox wanted to say, "Not in the least", but he knew he'd catch
       hell from both Clarence and Corzen, now. So he said nothing.
       "But there are a few things that you should be aware of first;
       these bellies were constructed by Halesworth's very own Dr.
       Ramsey, so they are state of art. Once you secure the 'belly'
       around you, you will be unable to remove it until your 'water
       breaks', at which time the belly will release electric pulses in
       lieu of contractions and you are to come to this room. Your
       labor will consist of watching a tape of someone else's."
       "You're kidding me." The words slipped out of his mouth before
       he could stop them. Apparently it wasn't even enough that he had
       to wear the freaking thing, he wouldn't be able to take it off?
       At all?
       There goes fencing practice....
       He had the sneaking suspicion that he wouldn't be in class for
       the next week. Corzen or no Corzen, Clarence or no Clarence.
       "Couple up, couple up! I want a budget worked up by Thursdays
       class. You will not pass this assignment if you don't meet
       outside of class. Remember that. Now, strap on your bellies and
       let the project begin!"
       And there goes all the rest of what little pride I might have
       had... Dox thought. Why me?
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