Fic - an inspired Principal can be dangerous!
This week's prompt for still_grrr. If only it was Spuffy too it would have fitted into the wonderful new comm sb_fag_ends, which you really should check out if you haven't yet. It's set in Sunnydale High, but in S1, before Our Boy left Prague.
Title: Inspiration
Rating: G
Word Count: 200
Principal Flutie loved his job. He loved encouraging young people, helping them turn around and make something of themselves. That Summers girl, for example - he’d told her to stay within the campus; she’d done as she was told. He’d informed her teachers of her school record; they’d kept a closer eye on her; she’d been no trouble.
He was all about the inspiration, these days. He’d even looked up what a razorback was. - just an ordinary piggy. OK, a touch of wild boar in there, and gone feral, but, really, only an ordinary hog.
Herbert had been bigger than he’d expected, true. When he went to pick him up, he was glad to have the animal put in the cage for him. The costumier hadn’t found it too hard to adapt a Puppy Quarterback Halloween costume, and fit it on for him. The little beast wasn’t so wriggly in that.
He’d felt quite “with it”, carrying the mascot around. The youngsters clearly loved it. The way they looked at it, and at him - almost hungry for success. It would be a great hit, he knew.
Now, time for home. And try hard not to think of bacon, ham or pork.
Title: Inspiration
Rating: G
Word Count: 200
Principal Flutie loved his job. He loved encouraging young people, helping them turn around and make something of themselves. That Summers girl, for example - he’d told her to stay within the campus; she’d done as she was told. He’d informed her teachers of her school record; they’d kept a closer eye on her; she’d been no trouble.
He was all about the inspiration, these days. He’d even looked up what a razorback was. - just an ordinary piggy. OK, a touch of wild boar in there, and gone feral, but, really, only an ordinary hog.
Herbert had been bigger than he’d expected, true. When he went to pick him up, he was glad to have the animal put in the cage for him. The costumier hadn’t found it too hard to adapt a Puppy Quarterback Halloween costume, and fit it on for him. The little beast wasn’t so wriggly in that.
He’d felt quite “with it”, carrying the mascot around. The youngsters clearly loved it. The way they looked at it, and at him - almost hungry for success. It would be a great hit, he knew.
Now, time for home. And try hard not to think of bacon, ham or pork.