fandomhigh | Fandom High Welcome Picnic, Front Lawn of the School, All Day: Part I

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Fandom High Welcome Picnic, Front Lawn of the School, All Day: Part I

Zoe was very impressed with how well the construction people had done in rebuilding the school, and the grounds had been cleared just in time for the picnic to welcome the new students and teachers. Tables and chairs had been set up, and there was plenty of food and drinks, along with nametags, and two signs, one listing the Big Sibling/Little Sibling pairings, and another listing rooms and roommates for the new students.

[~~WAIT FOR THE OCD PLEASE.~~ OCD IS UP. This is part one of the picnic, for specifically meeting siblings, roommates, and teachers. Part two is happening simultaneously here, in an effort to keep browsers from breaking for as long as possible. *g*]

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~~Saying you might be too tired for hand holding after?~~

"Really?" Lee smiled. "You want to hold my hand?"

~~Assuming the during goes as expected, yes.~~

"It's not a question of want, Lee," John explained. "It's more about need."

~~Hope you've got staaaaaaaaamina, then. You'll need it.~~

"A need to hold my hand?" Lee asked, looking amused. "It would make our bonding experience stronger, somehow?"

~~I've got stamina in spades, if you're up for the challenge.~~

"A need so I don't get fired from big brotherdom," John grinned. "They're all about the touchy feely. We should just be glad there's no enforced hugging. Though I hear that's in the works."

~~Think I can make being up for the challenge happen. Quite quickly.~~

"All right, so we should hold hands." Lee had no idea why he was proposing this. "I wouldn't want you to get fired."

~~It's the only natural response. And such a good one.~~

"Right," John didn't even know if he could be fired or why in the world he had jokingly started this. "Because we're fake brothers."

~~I'd be full of fun response, oh yes.~~

"Right." Lee's thoughts had wandered down the same path as John's. "So. Fake brothers...hold hands."

Hadn't they just been talking about ships?

~~Bursting with response?~~

"But only in an incredibly manly way," John qualified it. Because we're pilots."

And talking about ships was way better.

~~But at the right time omg. Nothing too early!~~

"Right," Lee said hurriedly. "And only to show that we're comfortable being forced upon each other."

~~Thus all the talk of stamina and friction.~~

"Right," John agreed. "Because discomfort would dictate we ~~makeout~~ run."

~~Mmmm, friction. Friction and stimulation!~~

"Right." So. Right. He held out his hand. "We don't ~~makeout~~ run."

~~Mmmhmm. Hand holding as first step to friction.~~

"Right." They were kinda repetitive here. John took Lee's hand. "So, holding hands now."

~~Delicious, delicious friction.~~

"We are." Lee kind of stared at their joined hands. "Do you feel more strongly bonded?"

~~Furry friction of chest hair!~~

"Stronger than ever before," John quipped, wondering how long this would go on.

~~Dirty! Oh wait, no, that's what this is for!~~

"Me too." And oddly enough, Lee didn't want to be the one to let go first. "All the way down to my toes."

Mmmm, stupid teenage boy competition.

~~And here I thought this was for the nekkid bedroom competitions.~~

"Your toes feel strong or bonded to me?" John smirked, still not letting go.

~~We're doing that anyway. All night long.~~

"Both," Lee answered, nodding once. "All because we're holding hands."

If anything, Lee tightened his grip in a bit of a challenge.

~~So you claim. I'm getting a stopwatch.~~

"Aww shucks," John said, meeting Lee's grip. "And me without my camera to capture this moment forever."

~~A calendar might be better.~~

"Too bad," Lee responded, looking up at John. "You could always let go so you could get your camera."

~~One of those 18 month ones on which special moments in our love can be marked for posterior..er posterity's sake?~~

John looked down at Lee and considered his comment. "You seem to want me to let go first." Which naturally means he won't.

~~Marked with sparkly pink ink from the top of the month to the...bottom.~~

"I asked you first," Lee said, going for the trick that had worked on Zak...once.

~~The bottom is a favorite part of the...month.~~

John cocked an eyebrow, "I hear first is worst."

~~Takes a while to get there but the build up is totally worth it.~~

"You heard wrong," Lee said calmly, still gripping John's hand and not really caring that he was gripping another guy's hand in the middle of a picnic.

Hand holding - so that's what the kids are calling it these days.

"My sources may not be reliable," John admitted, grinning down at Lee. "But I'm still pretty sure second is best."

~~Hand holding is the back door to all kinds of fun.~~

"Let go...brother," Lee said, smirking.

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