peckenpaugh | (no subject)

Who: Cori & Trudy
When: October 17, daytime
Where: Music Class
What: P-Cal Pumpkin explosions
Warnings: None!

Cori looks a bit dubious as she stares at the pumpkin on the table in front of her. Normally, she'd be excited at the chance to have a hands on project, but this is music class, and she hadn't expected to need to make an instrument. She hasn't prepared for this! How is she supposed to accomplish something a bit..more than a simple percussion instrument with a pumpkin?

Still, she sighs and starts hollowing out her gourd.

After several moments, she becomes aware of a presence just over her shoulder. Cori is a little surprised when she notices Trudy leaning in, and she startles, nearly dropping the scoop from her hand. Realizing she's been noticed, she leans back out of Cori's personal space bubble. "Looking good!" she says, giving two thumbs up. She has her own project to be working on, but as TA, it's also her job to check in with the rest of the students. Plus, she's nosy. "Just remember to— HEY!" she interrupts herself, stomping off towards a cluster of freshmen, "DON'T do that with that vegetable peeler, you're going to put her eye out!" For the time being, Cori is on her own with her pumpkin again.

"Remember to what?" she starts, blinking as she's suddenly left alone again. Shrugging, Cori continues with her scooping before reaching for the chanter she'd made earlier. This should help make it sound more like a set of pipes, right? Picking a spot, she starts to push the end into the hollowed gourd, frowning a little as it initially resists.

It takes a few minutes, but she eventually gets it into place- at least, as much as it ever will, and she places the top of the pumpkin back into place, wondering if she needs to seal it somehow. Maybe not. She turns it around, eyeing it again before going to try it out.

Nothing but a sort of muffled hrmph from the pumpkin before her. Huh. Had she done something wrong?

It takes Trudy a few minutes of scolding to convince the freshmen that vegetable peelers can be dangerous and to treat them with respect. She's not sure that they take her seriously, but they at least seem to agree enough that she feels absolved from responsibility if someone ends up bleeding, which is good enough for her. As she's circling back around the class, she stops by Cori's table. "Having trouble?" she asks, just happy to help someone who isn't a chaos child.

"It's not making a sound," Cori started, pulling a face as she looked at the pumpkin. "I mean. I hollowed it out and the chanter should work, but..it doesn't seem to be? I'm not sure if I'm missing something."

She looked to Trudy, worrying her lower lip. "Do you have any thoughts?"

"Hmmmm," Trudy says, leaning in close with squinting eyes to scrutinize Cori's project. She doesn't actually know particularly much about constructing pag pipes out of fruits and vegetables, but that doesn't stop her from pushing her glasses up her nose, looking every bit the expert. "The airway must not be completely clear, then," she finally declares, standing up straight with her hands on her hips once she's made her diagnosis.

"I thought I had," Cori started, wiggling her chanter a little bit in the pumpkin. Leaning in, she tried to blow once more. There was another muffled sound, then a whoosh as the lid popped off, bits of pumpkin flesh and seeds going flying.

Trudy is no stranger to explosions, but she wasn't expecting one during music class, and she wasn't expecting to be splattered with pumpkin guts. She yelps a little, to her regret, when something orange splatters against her glasses. But she is patient, so long as the student isn't a freshman. "Ah. See? Now, see if that doesn't help."

Cori can't help her sound of surprise the moment she realizes what was happening. "Oh my gods, I am so sorry!" She nearly drops her pumpkin, pushing it to the side and reaching for a towel on the other end of her bench. "I didn't mean for that to happen!"

Trudy grins and shrugs one shoulder. "I'm not worried about it. I do taxidermy as a hobby so a little pumpkin guts isn't going to bother me." She brandishes her wand and cleans her glasses with a quick spell. The pumpkin on her shirt doesn't even seem worth bothering over.

Cori drops the towel and brings a hand up to her face, pressing her fingers to her eyes. "I'm not usually this much of a klutz," she admits, reaching for her wand and murmuring a quick spell to clean up the remainder of the pumpkin on Trudy's shirt. "I had a feeling this all wasn't going to go so well. I'm not sure pumpkin is quite the right vegetable for bagpipes, but it's what I was given.."

"That's okay! I think you've got it now," Trudy says, even as the bubbles chase each other ticklishly over her shirt. "Well? Give it another try!"

Cori looks at her pumpkin again, still unsure. She leans over the now open top to peer inside- it looks pretty clear now, except for a few lingering strands of pumpkin innards and seeds around the rim. Welp, she may as well. She leans over to try again, startled when a sound much closer to a bagpipe finally sounds.

"See!" Trudy claps her hands together with glee. "Science just takes a little trial and error. And a little bit of mess." She laughs. "So, don't worry about it, okay? Be proud of what you got done!"