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

[bigdamnprincipal]

Yes, there were even more tents on the other side of the lawn.

Yes, the tables and chairs that had been set up there were still close to the ice cream.

Priorities are very important here at Fandom High.

[OCD is up! This is the SECOND post for general mingling. Use this post if your browser can't handle the comment load of the first mingling post. Roommates, fake siblings and teachers are here.]

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Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Take your shirt off," he requested sweetly. "How about joining me in the nakedness?"

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

"You were supposed to be putting yours back on," she reminded him, tapping his shoulder under her fingers. "Remember?"

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"If I put mine back on, will you take yours off?" he asked hopefully.

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

Angela shook her head with a smirk. "I'm not quite as easy as you," she teased.

Not that she was complaining about that, really. Had her arm around the shoulder of a semi-naked him, it would be dumb to complain.

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Are you calling me easy?" Duh. She just had. "I am not that easy!"

Yes he was.

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

"So, if I started whispering sweet dirty nothings in your ear, and asked you to leave with me, you'd be able to resist?" she asked, grinning at him.

Oh, come on, he so wouldn't.

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"...yes." No, he wouldn't. "Yes, I could withstand."

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

"I think you're ly-ing," she singsonged teasingly.

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Am not!" Because his ego was at stake here. He had to be defensive!

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

"Uh huh," she intoned, still grinning. "Is this just because you want me to try?"

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"No!" Bold faced lie. "Okay, yes." Bold faced truth!

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

"Sure about that?" she asked, smirking. "It is very public, and you're not wearing all that much."

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"You act like you'd be able to get a...reaction out of me." She so would. "I'm not that weak!"

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

"I have before," she reminded him. Like he should really need reminding of that particular little fact. "So yes, I think I can."

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"I've gotten reactions out of you before!" Of course, she wasn't the one standing there in her underwear, either.

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

"I'm not mostly naked in a crowd of people," she said, still smirking a little, yes.

"But if you still want me to try..."

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Try," he decided, sealing his own fate. Mentally, he was already calculating how far the dorms were in case he had to run.

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

"If you say so," Angela said cheerfully, wrapping her other arm around his neck. "But don't say I didn't warn you."

She purposely dropped her voice a couple of notches as she leaned in closer. "I do remember how much you seem to like a little voyeurism." Oh, that was one cheerleading practice that would stick in her memory.

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"It depends on the situation, really," he said, already fearing his failure in this area and all she'd done was step closer.

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

"What's the big difference?" she asked, drawing out her teasing, just because she could. "The uniforms? Being indoors?"

"I think you had your eyes closed for most of it. Can't really be either of those."

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Right no, it can't," he said, nodding his agreement. "The situation just makes a different. It does."

How, he didn't know.

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

"Okay," she allowed. "Let's say it does." She didn't think it made it a lot different, but hey, maybe it made a little.

"I don't think it's going to change much."

That said, she finally stretched up to kiss him. She'd been close enough for a while. Now was the time to make the most of it. There was a way to do this, and this was stage one.

Also, it lowered the chance of him being able to shoot back a smartass comeback.

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

Since Hannibal wasn't privy to her plans, he just thought she was going to try and makeout with him and have that cause his failure. He was fairly certain he could withstand that.

Somewhat certain. Vaguely certain.

Whatever, he was just going to return that kiss and not focus on the odds or a strategy or anything like that. Nope, just gonna his girl while standing in his boxer shorts.

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

She was pretty certain, on the other hand, that she could make him lose without resorting to anything more than this. Variety to shake it up was so much more fun, though.

And as he would already know, she had very few qualms when it came to public displays of affection, and people all around would in no way stop her from pressing up a little closer.

Re: More General Mingling [Summer 2009-2]

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

Okay, now she was closer and all he was wearing was a very thin layer of cotton. He focused, focused, focused, and channeled all of his will power to various places that needed it even without breaking that kiss. Couldn't very well shy away because she'd win, then.

Win what, he didn't know. He didn't know when he'd made things a competition.