twin flames | s. hunter

7 | truth and consequences

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          "NEXT, WE MEET OUR OWN cafeteria lady, the ever cheerful, Bertha BonVulow," TV Cory spoke into the mic. "Bertha, of course, the former nanny to the Bulfatroph family now prepares delectable Russian treats here at Adams High. Her specialty? Red square jello."

"Hey girls. Wanna be in pictures?" TV Shawn asked two bystanding girls. They giggled, looking away from the camera.

"Shawn, we're slicing jello here!" TV Cory called out. Shawn reluctantly turned the camera back to Cory, who had just taken a bite of jello. "Mmmm. Freedom never tasted so good."

Mr. Williams paused the video as half the class was passed out and the other half was struggling to stay awake. Guess which half Dakota, Shawn, and Cory were a part of.

"Hunter, Matthews. Wake up," Mr. Williams ordered. They both groggily opened their eyes, looking up at their teacher. "We gotta watch your report, you gotta watch it. You too, Lawrence. Come on, up, up."

"I'm awake," Dakota tiredly assured, perching her head in her palm.

"Our project stinks," Shawn pointed out.

"Maybe Mr. Williams doesn't know it stinks," Cory shrugged.

"Oh he knows," Mr. Williams assured.

"Well, I for one, think the students have the right to know how the food is prepared," Topanga shared, wide awake. "Cory did an excellent report."

"You and I have different definitions to the word 'excellent'," Dakota deadpanned.

"You two are an item, right?" Mr. Williams asked.

"Uh huh," Topanga confirmed.

"Matthews, you got yourself a good woman," Mr. Williams nodded. "But the assignment was to find me a news story. Now, how is jello news?"

"When it's used for evil," Shawn said.

"People, in my years as a news producer, I learned two things, alright? You gotta tell the truth and make it interesting. You gotta find a grabber. Now, you two keep that in mind as you redo your assignment," Mr. Williams patted Shawn and Cory's backs.

"Redo? Oh, come on, Mr. Williams. Everybody knows that Media Arts is supposed to be an easy A," Shawn sighed.

"Maybe he doesn't know that," Cory slapped Shawn's chest.

"Oh, he knows," Mr. Williams assured, sliding the tape onto Cory's desk. "Now, people. We go on the air in four days. There's no reason why we can't have a great broadcast."

"Mr. Williams it's just public access. I mean, we're on after the origami lady," Cory pointed out.

"Actually, she's amazing. She can fold her body and make herself into a ship," Topanga said.

"And I have to watch it with her when Cory's not around. And for that show, he's never around," Dakota groaned.

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"There's gotta be another story out there, Shawn," Cory assured. He, Shawn, and Dakota were eating lunch, talking about Shawn and Cory's assignment they needed to redo.

"Like what? We tried jello, we tried dancing women, there's nothing else out there," Shawn sighed.

"I'm sorry, dancing women?" Dakota repeated.

"Yeah. At exactly 5:30, one of my neighbors dances in a towel. Yesterday her towel fell off," Shawn dreamily sighed as he and Cory gazed into nothing.