fandomhigh | Fandom Invasions Class #7 (Thursday period 3)

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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.]

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"Hey, that's what I wanted too." he said, with a smirk. He pulled a carton of chocolate ice cream out of the fridge and grabbed two spoons. He placed the carton on the counter and handed a spoon to Lilly. "Bowls are for losers."

Lilly grinned and dug in to the carton, managing to send ice cream flying at Dick before she lifted a huge scoop to her mouth.

Dick shut his eyes momentarily to avoid getting chocolate ice cream in the eye. "Well, you definitely get your eating habits from me."

"That's what Mommy usually says," Lilly agreed, happily eating another huge spoonful of ice cream. She was getting almost as much on her cheeks as she was in her mouth.

Dick would probably be looking as messy, if not messier than Lilly by the time he had his fill of ice cream.

"So do you know how your mom and I..." Dick tried to think of the best way to word it, "...got together?"

"Grandpa says that it's cause Mommy can't hold her liquor," Lilly confided. "But I've never seen her drop a glass before, so I think he's wrong."

Dick stifled a laugh. "Nice to see Keith doesn't kill me in the future."

"Uncle Angel threatens to every time we visit him and Uncle Logan," Lilly offered helpfully. "And Mommy gets mad at them."

Hey! Dick thought Angel liked him. Stupid gelled vampire threatening to kill him just because he knocked up his friend. Well...okay, maybe death threats were called for.

"Wait, so your mom is the one who went to Fandom?" he asked. "But I never even see her! How the crap did we have a kid together?"

Lilly shrugged. "Dunno," she said through a mouthful of ice cream. "Uncle Angel blames Uncle Logan though. Something about too much champagne and rooms on the same floor."

She might have already learned her mother's habit of eavesdropping on adult conversations.

"That'll do it." Dick said. He made a mental note to never drink around Veronica ever. A mental note he'll probably forget about an hour after class ends.

Dick dropped a hunk of ice cream on the counter and picked it up quickly and stuck it in his mouth. "Five second rule."

Lilly giggled. "Got any whipped cream?" she asked, a picture of innocence. She wanted it for her ice cream. Really.

"Oooh! Good idea!" he said, his face lighting up. Kid was smart. He went to the fridge and grabbed a can of whipped cream. A bottle of chocolate syrup too. He handed Lilly the whipped cream.

Smart just like her daddy.

Lilly took the can, shook it really hard, took the cap off and aimed it right at Dick before pushing the nozzle down, giggling.

"Oh you little-" Dick reached over to try to grab the whipped cream. "You're so going to regret that!"

Lilly was giggling like a maniac, but she did have very tiny hands, so it was easy for Dick to grab the whipped cream from her. She stuck her tongue out. "You gotta catch me first!" she said, jumping down from the counter.

"But you'll like it! You'll be like a little sundae!" Dick shouted, chasing after her.

Lilly ran over and started jumping on the couch. "Mommy'll get mad if you start a food fight!"

Never mind that she had started it. Do you think Veronica would ever believe that?

"Yeah, well, Mommy's not here!" Dick said. He stood in front of the couch and shook the whipped cream can. "It's time for revenge."

Hoping to distract him, Lilly jumped from the couch towards him, wrapping her arms and legs around him.

"Whoa!" Dick had to drop the whipped cream can suddenly in order to grab a hold of Lilly. "Darn! You've disarmed me."

"Mommy says that disarming your attacker is the most important thing," Lilly recited.

"Did she give you a little taser too?" he joked.

"You told her I couldn't have one til I was in middle school," Lilly said, pouting at her daddy.

"Good." Dick said. "If you're anything like your mom then you'd be tasering people left and right."

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