SSHS 147
The filing for the request of the fourth year students to be their gift was something that made even the faculty staff scratch their heads, even Dean Malcolm scratched his head while reading the proposal that the Student Council submitted. After some confusion, Dean Malcolm put down the proposal file on his desk and began to laugh. He sounded like Santa Claus from the ‘Rise of the Guardians’ by the way that he laughed. His shoulders shook as he tried to say between his laughs, “Did they really want this? The faculty and I expected for them to request a vacation of some sorts, but an eight hour sleep without interruption? That is oddly specific yet hard to satisfy.” Dean Malcolm pointed at the papers and continued laughing.
Damian and Hestia looked at the Dean, watching him laugh and laugh until he stopped. They too would laugh about the matter, but the topic became too common to their ears that it is not funny anymore. “We get told that many times, Dean. even by the thir
