fandomhigh | Living on Your Own, Friday, Aug. 15, period 1

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Living on Your Own, Friday, Aug. 15, period 1

Tyler didn't seem especially inclined to chit-chat as he started class today, but that wasn't so far from his norm.

"All right," he said, once the students were all seated. "So you have a house -- decorated to your specifications -- and a job, and what you need is something to do in your down time. Drinking yourself into a coma is always a popular choice, and so is watching TV until your brain turns to goop. But on the off chance you need something more active to do and don't already spend all your time on the Internet arguing about plot holes in the new Z-Cases Movie, hobbies are good things. And knitting is a really popular hobby."

He held up a skein of gray yarn with knitting needles through it. "I learned to do this here. Eleven years ago, I could make a scarf. Right now, I can make a slightly better scarf. Here's how." He explained and demonstrated knitting, looking oddly proud of himself as he finished a few rows.

"The other popular thing to knit in Fandom, and I do not wanna know why, is dildo cozies." He held up one that looked like a very long, very skinny sock made from neon purple yarn. "There are patterns for those on your tables, should you feel so inspired."

"And that is it from me for the day, go ahead and knit. I'll be around."

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There might have been snickering coming from Ino's direction. A lot of snickering.

Strange how it was followed up with a yarn of red wool being thrown in Ino's direction as well. "Put a sock in it!"

The yarn was deftly caught and flung back at him. With more giggling.

"You do it better than!" Ichigo challenged and quickly threw the yarn back because he wanted to hit her, dammit.

"I have," Ino drawled, letting the yarn hit her on the head--it was just yarn, after all--then grinning and holding up what she'd already done on the pattern.

Ichigo scowled at the pattern. "Whatever. I can't even make out what that's supposed to be," he grumbled, sulkingly.

That got the yarn he'd tossed at her lobbed right back at him.

"At least I can knit."

It was reflex to duck and now he'd have to get up to pick it up again. "I don't want to be able to knit," he told her dryly.

"Why not?" she asked, rolling her eyes at him. "Too girly for you?"

"Don't forget boring," he added, making a face at the yarn.

"But useful," she said, wrinkling her nose.

Ino didn't entirely agree with the idea that it was useful, but hey, whatever.

"How exactly?" Ichigo wanted to know. "If I need a sweater, I'll just go buy it and the time I don't waste on trying to knit one, I can do something useful with."

She rolled her eyes. "Seriously, if you're making a sweater then you aren't doing it 'cause you need one right then and there. But it does make a nice gift, handmade you know, and it's also something for people who need to do things with their hands while they're, like, relaxing and watching television."

Geez.

[...can LJ please give my my notifications zomg? *kicks LJ* Sorry for taking so long!]

"Yeah well... I can think of better gifts to make," he said stubbornly. "And that's not relaxing. It just drives the person next to you crazy as you're constantly going TICK-TICK-TICK!"

He never knew he felt strongly about this.

Part of Ino couldn't believe that she was actually arguing for the good of knitting. Geez.

"It totally can be relaxing for the other person too," she insisted. "It's a very homey sort of sound."

Ichigo stared at her. "You're a ninja. How's knitting homely?"

She stared back at him. "Mom does it," Ino said, frowning at him. "What's my being a ninja got to do with what I find homey?"

"It's just..." he considered it for a moment. "It's knitting."

"So?"

"It's lame!" he objected, as if she should know that.

...

"My mom is not lame!"

"I didn't say that. It's okay for older people," he waved off the protest.

"You did so!" she said, scowling at him. "You totally said my mom is lame. And there's utterly nothing wrong with me thinking that my mom knitting is homey!"

"I said knitting is lame," he explained slowly, so she'd understand him. "I didn't say your mom is lame. And fine, you can think whatever you want. I don't care."

"You're the one that started the argument!"

Maybe.

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