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

Oh look, there were tables and chairs over here too, away from all the informational stuff. Enjoy the food!

[~~WAIT FOR THE OCD PLEASE.~~ OCD IS UP. This is the FIRST post for general mingling. Please use this post first, if your browser can handle the comment load. Roommates, fake siblings and teachers are here and there is more room for mingling here.]

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"Now I'm sure we can find a better way to cope with a situation that's not quite normal."

Not that there weren't worse ways, but she wasn't going to think about that thing with Owen right now.

"Like how?" Ned asked, geniunely interested. "Running away doesn't mean very normal either and that was my next choice."

Gwen thought about it. "I've found acting like it's completely normal no matter what seems to work...eventually."

"Act like it's normal," Ned repeated and shook his lanky frame because he thought shaking the insane out might help. "Act like I belong here?"

"Exactly," Gwen said, nodding and trying her best not to look at any of the shirtless boys as she said it. "Like you've been here for ages and all of this is old."

Ned tried to follow her line of sight but got off track on some of the more unusual looking people wandering around. "What happens if I don't?"

"Then we move onto plan B."

Just as soon as she thought of one, since it usually involved Ianto making smart replies and she didn't have one of those right now.

"You have a plan B?" Ned asked, looking suitably impressed. "I hadn't even managed to form a plan A."

"I'm working on it," Gwen admitted. "It doesn't involve going insane though."

"Do you need any help?" Ned asked, trying to be covert with his asking in ask the plan was a secret.

"Yes," Gwen smiled at him. "I think I could do with some help." It might help take his mind off the strangeness.

"Okay," Ned said, already trying to come up with some plan even though he had no idea what the plan was even about. "I'm Ned. I probably shouldn't offer to help you plan something if you don't know who I am. I could be named something terrible like Stinkfoot or something."

Stinkfoot? Ned grimaced and just barely refrained from smacking his head.

Gwen managed not to laugh at him, although her smile did get a bit broader. "Ned's a lovely name." she said. "I'm Gwen. Gwen Cooper."

"Hi Gwen," he said, waving in hope to stifle any attempt at a handshake she might make. "Thank you. My mother gave it to me so I kinda like it. She was kind when she could've been mean."

"Mothers do have that tendency. Most mothers at least." When they weren't planning on ripping their unborn child out of your stomach, at least.

"Well, again, Stinkfoot," he said and he'd yell at himself later for consistently bringing that up. "It could've been a family name that I'd gotten saddled with because I'm the oldest and only son."

"I'd feel very sorry for your father or uncle as well as you in that case."

"Yeah, me too," he said, nodding. "I don't normally make plans. I might be bad at it. Just a warning."

"We'll just have to find a plan C to wing then."

"Plan C should be to not let Ned touch," which wasn't the word he wanted to use, "anything that's important and then all future plans will work."

"I'm sure we can work that in."

"And if there's any need for baking in these plans, I can do that," he offered. "I'm actually not a complete failure in the kitchen."

"Oh, good," Gwen said. "I can cope, but I'm nothing special there."

"The key is to not set things on fire," Ned said oh so wisely. "And to cook what you like."

Gwen laughed. "I know a couple of people who live on only pizza if they did that."

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