Principal Ishiyama smiled. She had bugged the classrooms, so she could hear what was going on. Right as she switched to a different classroom's, it happened to be Mr. Lancer's.
Danny's voice came through.
"I have something for you guys to see!" Zipping sounds.
"Wow!"
"Cool!"
"I wish I had one as big as that..."
"I didn't know they could get that big!"
"Something that long and big can't be natural..."
"Wow, it's very smooth-surfaced!
"Mr. Fenton! How on Earth do you make it that long?!"
"Wow, it's bigger than Dash's!"
Principal Ishiyama stared at the speakers. They...They couldn't be talking about...No...Not possible.
"How do you USE that thing?!"
"Isn't that a drag to carry around?"
Principal Ishiyama froze. Uh-uh...This...This just wasn't possible!
"Can I touch it, Danny?"
"Of course, Paulina. It's here for your pleasure to examine."
"Ha. I get to see that everyday..."
"Fine, show off, why don'tcha, Sam?"
"Can I use it?"
"Not a good idea. It's so big, it might destroy the classroom."
"How about out in the woods?"
"Maybe later, if my schedule allows."
"Wow, you must be busy with that thing."
"Woah! How...Do...You...Lift...This...Thing...?!"
"It took hours and hours of work to make..."
"No kidding."
"It's mutated!"
"Who cares? It's BIG."
"Long, too, but we've mentioned that already."
"You should paint it a new color...Wait! Paint it so it looks like it has flames on it!"
"Ooh, yeah!"
"What do these round parts do?"
"It holds ammo."
"Your parents must be so proud."
"Oh, they are, Mr. Lancer..."
Principal Ishiyama was frozen in her seat.
"Well, anyways- especially the girls- it's here for your pleasure."
"Lemme take a photo of it!"
"That picture's MINE, Star!"
"Get your own, Paulina!"
"Woah. It's bigger than a football field..."
"Almost, Dash."
"Well, let's go out and demonstrate how it's used, shall we?"
Principal Ishiyama left her office and was dashing to Mr. Lancer's room, to stop Mr. Fenton- before opening the door and freezing at the scene.
Paulina and everyone else had their hands on the large ectogun, to examine it and feel the smoothness of it's surface. Everyone turned and looked at the principal.
"Excuse me, Mrs. Ishiyama. Is there anything wrong?" Danny asked, a bit confused. "N-no...Uhm...Just wanted to check on you!" She said, and ran out.
The group all stared at her trail of smoke out the door. Mr. Lancer shrugged.
"Wha'd she think we were doing?" Mr. Lancer asked.
I don't own DP! This, for some reason, came to me during a boring session of one of my subjects I'm terrible at- Algebra. How it inspired this, I'm not sure.