Fandom High Office, Friday, May 15th

It was the end of the first summer term week, and so far, nothing had been destroyed. The staff took this as a tentative good sign when they peeled the elk off the wall that morning.

As Murphy's law ordained, by the end of the day, there wasn't a coffee cup or copier functioning, and the moose had left a long, long trail of--

God, they didn't even want to think about it.