http://demons-death.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] demons-death.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2007-10-25 12:23 pm
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Fandom Invasions Class #7 (Thursday period 3)

When the students filed into the Danger Shop they found two young girls standing with John in the usual lecture spot.

"Hi," the older one said, bouncing a little on her toes. "I'm Susannah Lynn and this is my half-sister Grace. Dad asked us to help him with this class since it's all about us.

"See, there was this big swirling thing, a..... vortex?" She looked up at John for confirmation of the word, grinning when he nodded and then continuing. "And a bunch of us kids got pulled through it and came to Fandom and got to meet our parents before they were our parents. It was really freaky and a little scary, but it was also a lot of fun." She giggled. "Seeing everybody's face when they realised we were their kids was really really funny.

"It was so much fun, that Dad decided that you should get a chance to play too! Isn't that great?" She turned and looked up at John again. "This is where you take over, right?"

John smiled and nodded. "It is. Thanks, Susannah." He addressed the class. "Fandom is always throwing the unexpected at you. And sometimes that isn't a hostile invasion. Sometimes it's the next generation. The object this class isn't to fight the invaders, but look after them. Keep them amused, fed, make sure they go to bed on time... you know. Be parents. And then make sure they get back to where they're supposed to be."

Grace pulled on John's pantleg. "Daddy? I wanna colour!"

John picked her up and smiled wryly at the class. "Sometimes it's easier to just beat something up."

[ooc: wait for ocd is up! Have at it.]

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[identity profile] surferboy-09er.livejournal.com 2007-10-25 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Dick somehow just knew this was going to be the hardest part of the whole assignment. When he was a kid there was no getting him to sleep on time.

He was also suddenly regretting letting Lilly have ice cream...

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[identity profile] neurotic-witch.livejournal.com 2007-10-25 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Lilly was sitting on the bed, glaring at him. "You can't make me go to sleep."

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[identity profile] surferboy-09er.livejournal.com 2007-10-25 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"I so can." Dick said. He had no idea how he was going to get this kid to sleep.

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[identity profile] neurotic-witch.livejournal.com 2007-10-25 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nuh uh," Lilly insisted. She quite possibly had the biggest stubborn streak in her first grade class. No clue who she might have inherited that from.

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[identity profile] surferboy-09er.livejournal.com 2007-10-25 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm your dad, you have to do what I say." Dick said. That was how it worked, right?

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[identity profile] neurotic-witch.livejournal.com 2007-10-25 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Lilly tilted her head. "But I don't wanna go to bed, Daddy."

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[identity profile] vkandis-son.livejournal.com 2007-10-26 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
Karal led Taven down the hall, Altra trotting ahead of them, and opened the door to his room. Of all the strange things he'd encountered here, this was by far the strangest. "Here, that's my bed, and the bathroom is through there."

Altra curled up on the bed, taking the opportunity to grab a nap. "If Altra is taking up too much room, you can push him out of the way."

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[identity profile] norglomofnit.livejournal.com 2007-10-26 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
Taven went over to the bed and patted Altra not too lightly on the head. "Altra always makes room for me," he said. "He is the best Firecat ever."

Instead of climbing onto the bed though, Taven ducked down and began to worm himself under the bed.

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[identity profile] vkandis-son.livejournal.com 2007-10-26 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
"What are you doing?" Karal hit the floor and peered after him, ignoring - again - Altra's laughter.

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[identity profile] norglomofnit.livejournal.com 2007-10-26 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Looking," Taven said. "I want to see if you have any toys."

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[identity profile] vkandis-son.livejournal.com 2007-10-26 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
"I assure you, I don't," he said, reaching a hand in after him. "If you come out, you can play with Altra."

ALtra's head appeared over the edge of the bed. :Hey! Firecats are not toys.:

"But you heard him." Karal looked meaningfully at the 'cat. "Taven said you were the best Firecat ever. You wouldn't want to disappoint him, would you?"

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[identity profile] norglomofnit.livejournal.com 2007-10-26 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
Taven, sans hat, poked his head out from under the bed right next to Karal. "Mother said that Altra and I can only play together outside," he reported. "Why don't you have any toys?"
ashockingbitch: (Jenny with a cig)

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[personal profile] ashockingbitch 2007-10-26 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
Jenny eyed her son for a long moment, then played her trump card. "If you go to bed peacefully now, I'll let you have more ice cream in the morning. And some broccoli."

Worked like a charm.

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[identity profile] robinthefrog.livejournal.com 2007-10-26 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
Tadpole Jim was all tucked into his bed at the bottom of the fishbowl, and Robin was reading him a bedtime story. The Frog Prince, natch.

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-10-26 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
Victoria stretched and yawned. "I'm sleepy Daddy."
blessed_twice: (Wyatt is looking at you and smiling)

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-10-26 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Time for bed, munchkin," Wyatt said. Except putting her to bed meant the end of her visit, and he really wanted to bring her to meet her would-be mother.

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-10-26 11:48 am (UTC)(link)
As far as Victoria was concerned, her mommy was working late and would be in to give her a kiss once she got home. Sometimes Victoria would even wake up when she did. Then she'd get a hug and a kiss from daddy as well.

"Will you read me a story?"

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-10-26 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sure," Wyatt said. "What kind of story do you want?"

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-10-26 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"A silly story," she said sleepily.
dark_slippy_thing: (Grin)

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[personal profile] dark_slippy_thing 2007-10-27 07:55 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, there was no way this could possibly be difficult. Bed. Child. Sleep. Easy as that, right?

"Right, then. Here we have a bed. I imagine it isn't quite like your bed at home, but it is a good bed. So! We're going to lay you down on it, and you're going to sleep!"

Theoretically.

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[identity profile] palestshadow.livejournal.com 2007-10-27 08:01 am (UTC)(link)
Coraline gave Valentine a look as though, perhaps, he were very stupid.

"But I'm not tired."
dark_slippy_thing: (Staring)

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[personal profile] dark_slippy_thing 2007-10-27 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
"It is bedtime. Time to be tired. Why are you not tired? Sleep now?"

Valentine had no idea what the matter was. She certainly had him good and tired.

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[identity profile] palestshadow.livejournal.com 2007-10-27 08:07 am (UTC)(link)
"But I'm not tired. So it can't be bed time." This seemed logical to her. "I can't very well sleep if I'm not tired."
dark_slippy_thing: (Consideration)

Re: simulation three -- bed time

[personal profile] dark_slippy_thing 2007-10-27 08:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh." Well, that certainly made sense to Valentine. "I suppose you're right. What should we do, then?"

Hopefully something that would be more tiring for her than for him. He was liable to fall over here and now for a nap, otherwise.