Room 229, Wednesday Evening

[arsenicmauls]

Having the internet back after weeks of not having it meant that Gert was becoming reacquainted with how very useful it was at a lot of things. Google helped her do research for class, it helped her occasionally conjugate Latin verbs and impress random strangers, and lots of other things. Unfortunately, one thing it was not very helpful with was giving her advice on how to stop a dinosaur from getting a cold.

That was the research project of choice for the night, yes. And she was working hard on it, while Old Lace sniffled beside her as if trying to provide extra motivation.

"I know, girl," Gert sighed, clicking on the next page of search results.

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"Not much. They got the place back on lockdown, we got shuttled back to the mansion immediately and yelled at," Maddie said, though she wasn't really looking at her because again, embarrassment. "We got to talk to the guy we went to talk to, but nothing really came of it, so. On to the next crisis, I guess."

[arsenicmauls]

"Congrats on surviving it, I guess," Gert shrugged. "Can't be that big of a screw-up if there wasn't any permanent damage."

Super encouraging, right?