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Old March 25 2012, 12:18 PM   #26
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Re: Non Trek Fic: Quinn's Code (A Daria AU)

Story 5: Part 3
After about fifteen seconds Helen asked. “Why did you change your mind?”

“I am aware of the reputation of the Senior Partner of your firm, Mrs. Morgendorffer. I don't want that firm litigating against the school!”

“I see,” Helen said. She stepped closer. “Understand this, if you do pull a stunt like this again I will enter into litigation. Do I make myself clear?”

“Crystal clear, Mrs. Morgendorffer,” the principal said. She turned to Quinn. “Are you absolutely sure you don't want to do those classes, Ms. Morgendorffer?”

“Of course!” Quinn said.

“Stop badgering my daughter, Ms. Li.”

“I'm going back to class! See you tonight, Mom.”

“See you then, bye.”

“Wait!” the principal exclaimed.

“You know my answer,” Quinn said as she left the office.

“If there is nothing else, I need to get back to work. Good day,” Helen said. She also left.

“This is just great!” the principal said to the otherwise empty room.


As she stepped out of the school building, Romonica took out her cell phone. “Claude, it's me, Romonica. The classes have been canceled.

The Principal didn't see it our way?” Claude asked.

“No, and it was a lawyer parent's fault! I will see the school, and her, in court!”

Are you sure?” Claude asked.

“Absolutely!” Romonica said.

As you say,” Claude said.

Romonica hung up and clicked the phone shut. She turned back to the school. 'You haven't heard the last of this!'


Quinn met with Kristen and Cindy after lunch.
“What happened?” Cindy asked.

“I'll tell you after school,” Quinn said.

“You can tell us,” Kristen said.

“I know, but people may overhear,” Quinn said.

“Oh,” Kristen said.


Daria, Jane and Jennifer entered the Hall to find many confused students there. “Ah, there you are, Ms. Morgendorffer and Ms. Burns,” Ms. Li said.

“Yes, we were dragging our heels.”

Jennifer laughed silently at Daria's sarcasm.

“As I expected,” The Principal said.

Daria looked around and noticed that Romonica and Claude were absent. “Where are the teachers of these reputed classes?” she asked.

“Take a seat! I'll make the announcement to everyone,” the principal said.

“Ok.”

“Looks like something unexpected has happened,” Jane said as they proceeded to the seats.

“Possibly,” Daria said.

'Of course,' Jennifer thought.


There wsa much murmuring as Ms. Li took her place at the podium. “I see that everyone who signed up for the Modelling Classes is here. Unfortunately, due to unforseen events, the classes have been canceled!”

“What?” Sandi asked.

“As I said. They have been canceled. Someone, who will remain nameless, sabotaged the school's chances, and they will no longer be held.”

“That's terrible,” Sandi siad.

“Sooo Wrong!” Tiffany Blum-Deckler said.

“For once I agree with you, Ms. Griffin, Ms. Blum-Deckler. There may be similar opportunities in the future,” Ms. Li said.

“I hope so,” Sandi said.

“Me too,” Stacy Rowe said.

“This is good news, I don't have to do modelling anymore,” Daria said.

“But I wonder how the classes were canceled,” Jane said.

“Her choice of words is intreaguing,” Jennifer murmured.

“I guess so,” Daria said. 'It certainly raises questions,' she thought.

“Now, everyone, you can go to your normal classes,” Ms. Li said.

“Yay!” Jane said sardonically.


Daria, Jane and Jennifer exited the hall to see Jane's brother Trent outside. “Trent? Do Mom and Dad know that you're outside the house voluntarily?” Jane asked in surprise.

“Huh?” Trent asked, confused.

“What are you doing here?” Jane asked.

“I thought I would see the Modelling Classes for myself.”

“Oh, but they've been canceled,” Jennifer said as she noticed Daria blushing.

“Oh,” Trent said in surprise.

“I'm sure we will find out something,” Jane said as they began to walk away.

“Maybe,” Trent said as he thought.


“I bet that someone had something to do with this,” Sandi groused as she headed back towards class.
“The geek isn't responsible for everything, Sandi,” Tori said.

“I'm not blaming her! Someone else is responsible!” Sandi said.

''Good,' Tori thought.


Quinn met with Kristen and Cindy as they left school. “So you can tell us what happened now?” Kristen asked.

“Once we're away from the school. I don't want to take any chances,” Quinn said.

“Sure,” Kristen said.

“OK,” Cindy said.


Once they left the school grounds, Kristen asked “So something happened?”

“Yeah, Ms. Li called me into her office and told me that my attendance in the modelling classes was mandatory, Quinn began.

“That must have been a shock,” Cindy said.

“It was,” Quinn said.

“So, what else happened?” Kristen asked.

“So I argued with Ms. Li before calling my Mom at her work,” Quinn said.

“She may not have expected that,” Kristen said.

“Maybe not...” Quinn continued to tell her friends what happened.


Schloss Morgendorffer - at Dinner
“So, Daria, how was school?” Helen asked when she had finished handing out the lasagne.

“Let's see, the usual happened, and oh, yes, the Modelling Classes were mysteriously canceled,” Daria said with some disembling.

Helen and Quinn exchanged a look.

Daria noticed it.“You had something to do with it, didn't you?”

“Some things are meant to be mysterious, Daria,” Quinn said. She felt that Daria didn't really need to know.

“Possibly, but I will keep asking you, Quinn.”

“Fine!” Quinn said.
“Wait, Quinn. I'll tell her,” Helen said.

“Okay...”

And so Helen filled Daria in on what had happened in the Principal's office...


After Dinner, Daria sent an email to one her classmates.


To: Goth_Hacker@hotmail.com

From: Misandorffer@hotmail.com



Casa Lane – Later that night
“Woah,” Trent said. He, Jane and Jennifer had listened to Daria explain what had happened to cause the Modelling Classes to be canceled.

“That puts it succinctly,” Daria said as she filled a glass at the sink.

“So, Romonica clears out whilst Ms. Li gets your Mom's eye on her,” Jane said.

“She doesn't know what she's getting into,” Daria said.

“Hmm, yes,” Jane said in thought. She knew that Daria's Mom was a rather good lawyer.

“However, I have another idea,” Daria said. She opened her laptop, and connected to one of the Lane's neighbours' unsecured wifi network. 'It's their own fault if they don't put a password on it.'

“What are you up to?” Jane asked as she looked at the site that Daria had loaded.

Jennifer wasn't sure what Daria was up to.

“Wierd idea, Daria,” Trent said.

“It is,” Jennifer murmured.


Friday, November 11, 2005
Lawndale High School Assembly
Ms. Li was at the podium. “I'm sure you're anxious to know why the Classes held by the Amazon Modelling Agency were canceled.”

“Just what is her spin on it?” Jane wondered.

“Probably a watered down and twisted version of the truth,” Daria said.

“Likely,” Jennifer said.

“Yeah,” Jane said.

“It came to my attention that Amazon Modelling wanted students who didn't want to participate to actually participate. Hm, so I was forced to terminate their services or allow legal action to brought against the school. It's obvious what my decision should be.”

“Fairly close to the truth,” Quinn said.

“I agree,” Cindy said.

“So that is what happened,” Ms. Li said.


However, something unexpected then occurred.

A group of men in miltary garb appeared and approached the stage. A song came from a boombox that one of them was carrying. “Kill the en-em-y! Whoever it hap-pens to be! Huh! Huh!

“What?” Jane asked.

“Watch,” Daria said.

The leader of the group of soldiers took the podium. “Ms. Li, I presume. Thanks, I'll take it from here.” He signaled for the boombox to be turned off. “Students, young people, red-blooded youth of America! I'm General Buck Conroy, publisher of Brutal Mercenary Magazine, and I've come to your school today to find out who among you has what it takes to become a soldier for hire in today's exciting world of geopolitical violence!”

“What in the name of God?” Ms. Li said in surprise.

“Now, now, ma'am, a deal's a deal. Sad to say, America no longer engages in the kind of ground wars that made this country great! But that doesn't mean that savage hand-to-hand combat is out of your reach. Mercenary soldiers go where the money is. You not only kill, but get paid well for doing it! Whew! What a racket! Next week, we'll have a complimentary class right in the auditorium,” General Conroy said.

“What are you talking about? Who invited you here?” Ms. Li asked in panic.

“Why, you did, ma'am. We have the email and Paypal receipt right here!” He held up the printouts of the mentioned documents. “Oh, look! The media!”

“Oh no!” Ms. Li said.

“Oh yes!” Daria said quietly.

“Let's see her try to spin her way out of this one,” Jane whispered.


Daria walked home alone that afternoon. She left the school after Jennifer and Jane had driven off. She stopped a block away from the school and turned. She saw the person she was meeting coming along after her. She held out a twenty. “Here's the agreed upon amount,” She said.
“It will do,” Andrea Hecuba said.

“What do you think of the use to which I put it?” Daria asked.

“A great use. I would have called Conroy in long ago if I could have come up with an excuse,” Andrea said.

“Good,” Daria said with a slight smirk.

“If you want to hire my services again, just ask. Just don't tell your sister.”

“Like I would give her the satisfaction.”

“Good,” Andrea said as she left.


That night, the Morgendorffers watched the evening news.
And while Principal Angela Li denies inviting the mercenary recruiters to Lawndale High, News Five has learned that she did recently allow a modeling school to solicit students on school grounds, ” a reporter said.

“Wow! That's all I can say. Wow! Does no one have any ethics anymore?” Jake commented.

“Only you and Thoreau, Dad,” Daria said.

“You are so right!” Jake said. He looked at his watch. “I gotta call that baby formula guy.” He left.

“I know you have something to do with this, Daria!” Quinn said.

“What do you mean?” Daria asked.

“I know you used to subscribe to the General's magazine.”

“But you can't prove it,” Daria said as she left.

'She does have a point there,' Quinn thought.
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