Quinn's Code - The Grounded Geek - Part 3
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fardell24When school finished for the day, Jennifer found Quinn as she was leaving the grounds. “Quinn, I heard about the 'Family Court' thing.”
“Daria told you?” Quinn asked. She sounded a little peeved.
“Of course,” Jennifer said.
“Was she gloating?”
“No, she was complaining.”
“What about? She was only late one of those nights!” Quinn complained.
“It seems whe is being subjected to the 'Family Court' too.”
“Duh!” Quinn said as she facepalmed.
“So, if you're not grounded, are you coming to the Roller Hockey game?” Jennifer asked.
Quinn hadn't yet heard of it. “What Roller Hockey game?”
Jennifer overcame her surprise and told Quinn about the upcoming Roller Hockey game and Mr. DeMartino's rivaly against Rock 'n Roll Randy.
“Interesting,” she said whilst in thought. “I think I would go regardless of what my parents say,” she decided.
“Cool,” Jennifer said quietly.
“Where would I get a ticket?”
“Jodie is selling them.”
“I'll buy one tomorrow.”
Later that night, at the Morgendorffer residence...
“What do those Supreme Court judges wear under their robes? Declassified government polaroids, next on Sick, Sad World.”
Helen entered the living room. “Hi, honey,” Jake said.
“Are you girls ready for your day in court?” Helen asked.
“Can't you just punish us? I'd like to get on with my life,” Quinn grumbled.
“Quinn! Your father and I want you to have a fair hearing. Then we'll punish you.”
“But a court procedure? Isn't that a little bureaucratic?” Daria asked.
“Bureaucracy is the price we pay for impartiality,” Helen quoted.
“Jefferson!” Jake guessed.
“Stalin,” Helen corrected.
'Stalin!?' Quinn thought.
“It's all about fairness, girls. That's why your father will make a terrific judge.”
“I get to be the judge?” Jake exclaimed. He then got up and pushed a large chair in front of the television.
“Look, someone once said, 'The most important thing in life is not to look like a dweeb.' Do you have any idea how dweebish all of this is?” Daria asked.
'I know you were going to say 'geek' and geeky,' Daria!' Quinn thought.
“That's it, Daria. All I can say is that I hope you have a darn good defense lawyer,” Jake said.
Daria thought for a moment. “A lawyer? Mom?”
“Sorry, honey, I'm prosecuting. And if I do say so myself, you're going down.”
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DeMartino smoking upside down...
La La La, La La La La
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“Daria told you?” Quinn asked. She sounded a little peeved.
“Of course,” Jennifer said.
“Was she gloating?”
“No, she was complaining.”
“What about? She was only late one of those nights!” Quinn complained.
“It seems whe is being subjected to the 'Family Court' too.”
“Duh!” Quinn said as she facepalmed.
“So, if you're not grounded, are you coming to the Roller Hockey game?” Jennifer asked.
Quinn hadn't yet heard of it. “What Roller Hockey game?”
Jennifer overcame her surprise and told Quinn about the upcoming Roller Hockey game and Mr. DeMartino's rivaly against Rock 'n Roll Randy.
“Interesting,” she said whilst in thought. “I think I would go regardless of what my parents say,” she decided.
“Cool,” Jennifer said quietly.
“Where would I get a ticket?”
“Jodie is selling them.”
“I'll buy one tomorrow.”
Later that night, at the Morgendorffer residence...
“What do those Supreme Court judges wear under their robes? Declassified government polaroids, next on Sick, Sad World.”
Helen entered the living room. “Hi, honey,” Jake said.
“Are you girls ready for your day in court?” Helen asked.
“Can't you just punish us? I'd like to get on with my life,” Quinn grumbled.
“Quinn! Your father and I want you to have a fair hearing. Then we'll punish you.”
“But a court procedure? Isn't that a little bureaucratic?” Daria asked.
“Bureaucracy is the price we pay for impartiality,” Helen quoted.
“Jefferson!” Jake guessed.
“Stalin,” Helen corrected.
'Stalin!?' Quinn thought.
“It's all about fairness, girls. That's why your father will make a terrific judge.”
“I get to be the judge?” Jake exclaimed. He then got up and pushed a large chair in front of the television.
“Look, someone once said, 'The most important thing in life is not to look like a dweeb.' Do you have any idea how dweebish all of this is?” Daria asked.
'I know you were going to say 'geek' and geeky,' Daria!' Quinn thought.
“That's it, Daria. All I can say is that I hope you have a darn good defense lawyer,” Jake said.
Daria thought for a moment. “A lawyer? Mom?”
“Sorry, honey, I'm prosecuting. And if I do say so myself, you're going down.”
---
DeMartino smoking upside down...
La La La, La La La La
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