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And don't say ‘taking shop class,’ I know I can do this. Besides, I'd suck at cooking and bot repair even worse.” \n\nThere weren't many options left for filling a students ‘home skills’ requirements at Brentwood Academy. The engineered bunny herm, or Laquin, had planned to take Household Finance, but that course vanished along with the last remnants of money from the new national economy. The nearest equivalent, Divine Economics, had moved from ‘home skills’ to ‘generally required’ and both students were doing well there. Orphelia had planned to take Automotive Maintenance since she’d grown up with a long garage full of old fashioned ‘cars’ but with the new network of public gevs that course was reclassified as a ‘technical specialization.’ \n\nOrphelia smirked to herself and addressed the distressed bunny. “Sure, I can help.” She quickly prepared her sandpaper on a curved rod before whisper-shouting, “Hey, Toniea, catch!” Orphelia plucked her vulpine head off of her orange and white neck and tossed it by her ponytail over to the startled blue laquin causing eir bunny ears to stand tall and stiff in shock.\n\nToniea yelped slightly as ey caught the vixen's softly giggling head. “Geez, really? Now?”\n\nThe head stated matter of factly, “Yeah, I've still got work to do on my trophy case so it will be ready for the velvet. Now show me what you think is wrong with your project.”\n\nThe two looked over the rabbit's designs and a tablet with the class textbook talking about various ideas and which ones would be within eir skillset and time limit to execute. All the while, Orphelia's body was across the room sanding the plexiglass of her own project by feel, getting the curves and joiners to fit together perfectly. She'd worry about paint and detailing the shelves next week.\n\nOrphelia snapped her fingers across the room. “Oh, I got it. What about some barding for your raptor? Page 62 I think. You already know how to use the pressure former, 20 points there, at least, and the sheet bender is pretty simple after that, sure you can work in 15 to 30 there. Just cut it out, fold, cinch it in place. Some paint for aging, hanging rivets, and leather thongs. Can't see all that being any less than 60. You could even pressure form that sigil you designed as a knightly crest. It'll look just like your giant slayer posters. Your raptor is red, right? You should use the titanium blue sheeting.”\n\nToniea tilted eir head in skepticism. “I don't know, Orphy, that would leave a pretty sharp ridge up his spine, and I always get hard when I ride.”\n\nOrphy tisk'd at the bunny. “Tonez, page 64, just do the same as your saddle and leave a channel for your cock up the crinet, snug and secure. It's not that hard.”\n\n“Well, maybe I am,” Toniea mumbled under eir breath. “Nevermind. Um, Orphy?” the bunny herm started nervously. “It’s the weekend, that weekend. Two years. We are still on for our sleepover, right? Three nights at your place?”\n\nOrphy tried to look down at the horsecock bulge in her ‘girl’friend’s shop apron, but it was out of view from her head's place on the counter. “Absolutely, love. My whole family is preparing a celebration, in our own strange way. Dad’s got a whole ‘night of revelations’ thing planned. I bet he's going to show awkward home holos of me as a kid, and some of it will be shot from his eye implant. All these years and that is still a little creepy, not that he has it, but seeing the footage. I just hope he doesn't show his view of my birth again. Eugh.”\n\nThey giggled together at their expressions of disgust but it didn't take long for Orphelia to turn the mood sensual. “But after that, when it’s just you and me in my room, my big soft bed, silky sheets…, you better have condoms that fit or there won't be any sex this time either.” Orphelia’s head smiled up from the counter to her blue laquin lover with a hint of accusation amid the intense love. \n\nToniea smiled and nodded nervously, then lifted eir girlfriend's head and kissed her deeply. Tongues wrestled between their mouths until it was caught short by a yelp, and then a scream from across the shop.\n\nThe polar bear teacher stood up, his round ears turning this way and that until he spotted the source of the problem.\n\nToniea held Orphelia’s head up for a better view across the room. In addition to the extra pair of arms she left at home, her body was missing a hand.\n\nA turtle wearing a chestless pink sweater that showed off her somewhat sizable breasts, pointed down to her replica of the old town mall at the height of capitalism. “Orphy, how many times do I have to tell you to keep your hands to yourself?” The missing hand lay atop the mall's dome, one finger bleeding from a deep cut, as well as other small puncture wounds from the mall's roof spikes. The turtle carried the hand over by a non-bloody finger.\n\nToniea placed Orphelia's head back on her body just as the teacher arrived at her work table. He took the hand from the turtle with his own bionic hand. The gruff white bear looked at her chest. “And how many times, Delphini, do I have to tell you to wear a smock if you come to shop class without a shirt? I mean, you don't even have fur on those. Don't complain to me if you get metal shavings in your tits like that.”\n\n“Eww!”\n\n“Exactly.”\n\nDelphini huffed and visibly bit her beak down on a retort before nodding. “Yes, Mr. Dale.” As she passed returning to her intricate model Orphelia could hear her mumble angrily, “Over a year on this, not even using metal. Stupid cyborg. Tell Titania on him.”\n\nMr. Dale opened up the first aid kit and tended to the minor wounds with a sani-wipe and a nanite patch as Orphelia explained, “I'm sorry, sir, I guess I missed a side with the edger. I went to work it without looking and cut my finger. Guess I threw my hand in response or something.”\n\nHe looked over his work a second time before returning the bandaged disembodied hand. “Mhmm. I see. And what is my policy on snogging in class?”\n\nThe ‘girlfriends’ recited in unison, “PDA is to be conducted discreetly, away from all equipment, and only once all shop tasks are complete.”\n\nThe white bear held his big bionic hand out toward the unfinished Plexiglas trophy case. “Does that look complete to you? And Toniea, have you even started on yours yet? You need a project worth at least 75 points due at the end of next week, that’s only three more shop periods for you, so you don't have time to waste.” Once he was sure the message had sunk in he closed the first aid kit. He was about to walk back to his desk when an idea struck and he stepped back toward them.\n\n“You know Orphelia, I'm really not sure what rules are in place regarding… your kind, but normally if there's an accident and a bleeding hand flies across the room, like mine once did, I'd be calling Emergency Services. So, just to be safe, in law terms, why don’chya head down to the nurse.”\n\n“Yes, Mr. Dale.” Orphelia agreed and gave Toniea a peck on the cheek, “See you after school, love.” She headed for the door, “and if you don't see me just call a ride to my place.” Just before popping out she half-joked, “Maybe I'll come up with an excuse to get some of her sex-u-al healing.”\n\nMr. Dale shook his head at the impertinence of youth. Back in ‘his day’ the sacred arts of Salyman would not have been so mocked by any who knew of them. Though, in ‘his day’ the church of the El-Hym executed any practitioners they discovered.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Brentwood Academy's Wood & Metal Shop classes included students of all levels of skill. While some worked on complicated miniature replicas or articulated action figures other students were still learning to make a woodblock stylus holder or a lamp base.

Journeymen Second Class Orphelia focused as she pulled the plexiglass edger across her new creation preparing it for sanding. The texture as she pulled caused small vibrations to run up her orangish-red arms. She gave a wide fox grin at both the sensation and thinking of how good this trophy case would look in the family vault when it was done. It wasn't her most impressive work, but it would earn more than enough points to keep Mr. Dale off her ass and receive course credit.

“Orphelia,” a Junior Journeymen student softly called to the vixen. Her pointy ears perked up to the blue rabbit’s desperate plea. “Could you please tell me what I'm doing wrong? And don't say ‘taking shop class,’ I know I can do this. Besides, I'd suck at cooking and bot repair even worse.”

There weren't many options left for filling a students ‘home skills’ requirements at Brentwood Academy. The engineered bunny herm, or Laquin, had planned to take Household Finance, but that course vanished along with the last remnants of money from the new national economy. The nearest equivalent, Divine Economics, had moved from ‘home skills’ to ‘generally required’ and both students were doing well there. Orphelia had planned to take Automotive Maintenance since she’d grown up with a long garage full of old fashioned ‘cars’ but with the new network of public gevs that course was reclassified as a ‘technical specialization.’

Orphelia smirked to herself and addressed the distressed bunny. “Sure, I can help.” She quickly prepared her sandpaper on a curved rod before whisper-shouting, “Hey, Toniea, catch!” Orphelia plucked her vulpine head off of her orange and white neck and tossed it by her ponytail over to the startled blue laquin causing eir bunny ears to stand tall and stiff in shock.

Toniea yelped slightly as ey caught the vixen's softly giggling head. “Geez, really? Now?”

The head stated matter of factly, “Yeah, I've still got work to do on my trophy case so it will be ready for the velvet. Now show me what you think is wrong with your project.”

The two looked over the rabbit's designs and a tablet with the class textbook talking about various ideas and which ones would be within eir skillset and time limit to execute. All the while, Orphelia's body was across the room sanding the plexiglass of her own project by feel, getting the curves and joiners to fit together perfectly. She'd worry about paint and detailing the shelves next week.

Orphelia snapped her fingers across the room. “Oh, I got it. What about some barding for your raptor? Page 62 I think. You already know how to use the pressure former, 20 points there, at least, and the sheet bender is pretty simple after that, sure you can work in 15 to 30 there. Just cut it out, fold, cinch it in place. Some paint for aging, hanging rivets, and leather thongs. Can't see all that being any less than 60. You could even pressure form that sigil you designed as a knightly crest. It'll look just like your giant slayer posters. Your raptor is red, right? You should use the titanium blue sheeting.”

Toniea tilted eir head in skepticism. “I don't know, Orphy, that would leave a pretty sharp ridge up his spine, and I always get hard when I ride.”

Orphy tisk'd at the bunny. “Tonez, page 64, just do the same as your saddle and leave a channel for your cock up the crinet, snug and secure. It's not that hard.”

“Well, maybe I am,” Toniea mumbled under eir breath.  “Nevermind. Um, Orphy?” the bunny herm started nervously. “It’s the weekend, that weekend. Two years. We are still on for our sleepover, right? Three nights at your place?”

Orphy tried to look down at the horsecock bulge in her ‘girl’friend’s shop apron, but it was out of view from her head's place on the counter. “Absolutely, love. My whole family is preparing a celebration, in our own strange way. Dad’s got a whole ‘night of revelations’ thing planned. I bet he's going to show awkward home holos of me as a kid, and some of it will be shot from his eye implant. All these years and that is still a little creepy, not that he has it, but seeing the footage. I just hope he doesn't show his view of my birth again. Eugh.”

They giggled together at their expressions of disgust but it didn't take long for Orphelia to turn the mood sensual. “But after that, when it’s just you and me in my room, my big soft bed, silky sheets…, you better have condoms that fit or there won't be any sex this time either.” Orphelia’s head smiled up from the counter to her blue laquin lover with a hint of accusation amid the intense love.

Toniea smiled and nodded nervously, then lifted eir girlfriend's head and kissed her deeply. Tongues wrestled between their mouths until it was caught short by a yelp, and then a scream from across the shop.

The polar bear teacher stood up, his round ears turning this way and that until he spotted the source of the problem.

Toniea held Orphelia’s head up for a better view across the room. In addition to the extra pair of arms she left at home, her body was missing a hand.

A turtle wearing a chestless pink sweater that showed off her somewhat sizable breasts, pointed down to her replica of the old town mall at the height of capitalism. “Orphy, how many times do I have to tell you to keep your hands to yourself?” The missing hand lay atop the mall's dome, one finger bleeding from a deep cut, as well as other small puncture wounds from the mall's roof spikes. The turtle carried the hand over by a non-bloody finger.

Toniea placed Orphelia's head back on her body just as the teacher arrived at her work table. He took the hand from the turtle with his own bionic hand. The gruff white bear looked at her chest. “And how many times, Delphini, do I have to tell you to wear a smock if you come to shop class without a shirt? I mean, you don't even have fur on those. Don't complain to me if you get metal shavings in your tits like that.”

“Eww!”

“Exactly.”

Delphini huffed and visibly bit her beak down on a retort before nodding. “Yes, Mr. Dale.” As she passed returning to her intricate model Orphelia could hear her mumble angrily, “Over a year on this, not even using metal. Stupid cyborg. Tell Titania on him.”

Mr. Dale opened up the first aid kit and tended to the minor wounds with a sani-wipe and a nanite patch as Orphelia explained, “I'm sorry, sir, I guess I missed a side with the edger. I went to work it without looking and cut my finger. Guess I threw my hand in response or something.”

He looked over his work a second time before returning the bandaged disembodied hand. “Mhmm. I see. And what is my policy on snogging in class?”

The ‘girlfriends’ recited in unison, “PDA is to be conducted discreetly, away from all equipment, and only once all shop tasks are complete.”

The white bear held his big bionic hand out toward the unfinished Plexiglas trophy case. “Does that look complete to you? And Toniea, have you even started on yours yet? You need a project worth at least 75 points due at the end of next week, that’s only three more shop periods for you, so you don't have time to waste.” Once he was sure the message had sunk in he closed the first aid kit. He was about to walk back to his desk when an idea struck and he stepped back toward them.

“You know Orphelia, I'm really not sure what rules are in place regarding… your kind, but normally if there's an accident and a bleeding hand flies across the room, like mine once did, I'd be calling Emergency Services. So, just to be safe, in law terms, why don’chya head down to the nurse.”

“Yes, Mr. Dale.” Orphelia agreed and gave Toniea a peck on the cheek, “See you after school, love.” She headed for the door, “and if you don't see me just call a ride to my place.” Just before popping out she half-joked, “Maybe I'll come up with an excuse to get some of her sex-u-al healing.”

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