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fandomhigh2010-09-27 11:40 am
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Kappa Kappa Gremlin Meeting, After Classes
It should be known to the world at large, or, at least, to the members of the Kappa Kappa Gremlin, that Zack was trying very, very hard to not bounce too much as people filed into the classroom for their very first meeting of the semester.
But he couldn’t help it! It was all so exciting!
“Hiya, guys!” That, at least, was accompanied by a merry little wave. “Welcome to the frat! Today, we’re going to be taking it pretty easy. Getting to know one another, chugging root beer, coming up with ideas for stuff to do this semester, that sort of thing!”
And if it involved belching out the letters of the alphabet during some sort of silly root beer drinking game, then what of it?
Alexander, thankfully, was much better about controlling his bouncing, though he couldn’t help chuckling a little at Zack. Let him be hyper; it helped take his attention off of how nervous he felt. “You’ll notice,” he said, “that we’ve got plenty of mugs of root beer and a lot of pizza here. But, before you dig in, there are a few caveats. We figured it would be a good way to get comfortable with each other, as well as prove the time-honored fact that most people are motivated by their stomachs.”
“For the root beer, we’re going to do a version of that game, I Never, where you make a statement about something you’ve never done, and those that also have never done that thing, quaff a chug of root beer! As for the pizza, you’re only allowed to grab a slice if you make a suggestion of something the fraternity could do this semester to better our school and community and lives.” He grinned a little. “We figured that would be a good motivator to get a lot of ideas, even if they’re only silly and hunger-driven to begin with. And, finally, when we’re done, because of all the root beer....”
He trailed off, gaining more of a grin, and figuring Zack might like the honor of finishing up this part.
“Belching contest!!!” This exclamation, of course, was accompanied by Zack’s arms being thrown into the air, and a bit of a splash of root beer from the mug that he was holding as a result. Oops.
Welcome to the Kappa Kappa Gremlin, boys.
[Please wait for the OCD! OCD up! Come on in, boys!]
But he couldn’t help it! It was all so exciting!
“Hiya, guys!” That, at least, was accompanied by a merry little wave. “Welcome to the frat! Today, we’re going to be taking it pretty easy. Getting to know one another, chugging root beer, coming up with ideas for stuff to do this semester, that sort of thing!”
And if it involved belching out the letters of the alphabet during some sort of silly root beer drinking game, then what of it?
Alexander, thankfully, was much better about controlling his bouncing, though he couldn’t help chuckling a little at Zack. Let him be hyper; it helped take his attention off of how nervous he felt. “You’ll notice,” he said, “that we’ve got plenty of mugs of root beer and a lot of pizza here. But, before you dig in, there are a few caveats. We figured it would be a good way to get comfortable with each other, as well as prove the time-honored fact that most people are motivated by their stomachs.”
“For the root beer, we’re going to do a version of that game, I Never, where you make a statement about something you’ve never done, and those that also have never done that thing, quaff a chug of root beer! As for the pizza, you’re only allowed to grab a slice if you make a suggestion of something the fraternity could do this semester to better our school and community and lives.” He grinned a little. “We figured that would be a good motivator to get a lot of ideas, even if they’re only silly and hunger-driven to begin with. And, finally, when we’re done, because of all the root beer....”
He trailed off, gaining more of a grin, and figuring Zack might like the honor of finishing up this part.
“Belching contest!!!” This exclamation, of course, was accompanied by Zack’s arms being thrown into the air, and a bit of a splash of root beer from the mug that he was holding as a result. Oops.
Welcome to the Kappa Kappa Gremlin, boys.
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