fandomhigh | School Assembly, Friday afternoon, The Auditorium

"Welcome, one and all, to the first school assembly of the new semester! In case you haven't met me yet, I am The Tick! Dean of Students here at Fandom High. That means that where student issues are concerned, I am the parking attendant in the self park garage of your education!"

"Today, we have a special in the garage! It's a special that speaks of a different kind of special you might get in a seedier garage. Today's special is called DANK: Drugs Are Not Kool! Spelling is cool, of course, but sometimes you have to make an exception and spell something with a 'k' to work. Anyway, we will have several speakers this afternoon, guiding your car into a parking space of a clean and healthy life! Please welcome our guests!"

[OOC: Each speaker will have their own thread, plus there will be a Q&A thread at the end of the post for them to ping into. Also, since it seems appropriate this time, there will be a thread for after the assembly to speak to the guests a bit more privately. Please wait to ask the speakers questions until the speakers have pinged in.

There are also a couple of general conversation threads for people who don't want to give their undivided attention. :)

Big thanks to all of the speakers! Speaking of which, speakers should be sure to check their comm invites.]

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"Lights and colors?" Sam hoped he wasn't developing epilepsy. "Have you gone to the clinic?"

Peter facepalmed. "Not yet?"

He hoped the 'yet' would keep her from hitting him.

Sam wasn't going to hit him. "Don't make me drag you."

"I could try this weekend?"

She raised her eyebrow at him. "Try?"

"I don't know if the clinic is open on weekends!" Peter replied.

"Okay, okay," Sam said, trying to keep things under control. "It is, which is something I should have told you earlier. Has it happened again? What were you doing at the time?"

"I was in class," Peter said. "Anatomy. Working on my sketch. Nothing unusual."

"Huh. Yeah, I got nothing."

"I'll go to the clinic, have them check me out," Peter said. "Maybe I just hit my head last time I tried jumping."

"Last time? As in...not off the roof, but off something else?" Sam nearly facepalmed again and realized she should have been more specific.

"Oh no, no, I meant the roof," Peter assured her. Because to him all those times jumping off curbs and couches didn't count.

Being a big sister was tough. "You'll let me know what happens at the clinic? At the risk of sounding too much like my father, I worry."

"Promise," Peter said. "Soon as I can get there, I will."

"Okay. I'm sure it'll be okay, Peter. These kinds of things tend to work themselves out."

"Hope so," Peter said, then settled in to watch the show.

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