fandomhigh | Kappa Kappa Gremlin Meeting, After Classes, Monday [ 03/07 ].

In addition to the usual feast of junk food and highly caffeinated sodas, the brethren of Kappa Kappa Gremlin would find the usual meeting place filled with many other things. Various boxes filled with this and that and the other thing, all and sundries, with a whole lot of baskets, tissue paper, and, yes, even ribbons. (They were blue and yellow ribbons, though, entirely in the spirit of...er, well, school spirit, which made them quite suitable and not at all girly). And Alexander and Warren each held one of said baskets, already filled with a collection of items and decorated with the entirely manly addition of ribbons.

“You all might be wondering,” Alexander began, “what all these things and baskets might be for. Well, we were thinking that, as a kind and thoughtful gesture and a good bit of helping the community, we could put together gift baskets for the incoming guests for the approaching Parents’ Weekend this...er, weekend.”

There was, of course, an important pause.

“And, naturally, sanity baskets for ourselves and our fellow students.”

“Trust me,” Warren said, quirking a little smile, “they’ll appreciate it way more than our guests will.” He paused for a moment, to let that sink in, before pressing on.” When you’re putting together the baskets keep in mind that they’re not only going to be representative of Kappa Kappa Gremlin, but also of the entire school, so don’t go sticking in anything that might get your classmates in trouble with their family, okay?”

Alexander was not looking pointedly at Peter. Really! He wasn’t.

Okay, maybe he was. He cleared his throat a little. “But we’ve got a lot of different things to make the baskets unique and fun, everything from gift certificates for coffee and Squishies for our guests, to aspirins, tissues, earplugs for us.”

“Take a look through what we’ve got, and if there’s anything you think we could use to make the baskets better still, let me know,” Warren said. “I can make a run into town in no time to get whatever we need.”

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There are snacks! There are drinks! There are boxes of things to root through, too, if your curiosity is particularly insatiable

Snacks! Drinks! Both things Jeremy was very good with.

Whereas he was eyeing the baskets a little uncertainly. Didn't really seem entirely like his thing – though that didn't mean he wouldn't try anyway.

Where there were free snacks, there was Peter. Well, that plus he actually liked the organization and was a member and all that.

He was a little skeptical of the gift basket thing, though.

Chuck was a little subdued, compared to his usual perky self -- too much thinking about parents weekend would do that -- but was still able to pick away at Cheetos. Of course.

Ben wasn't having visitors this weekend, but he was happy to help out his fellow students with gifts for their family.

He wondered if the students would appreciate a list of nasty sounding but harmless diseases they could pretend to come down with to stay in their rooms all weekend...

Items are moddable, but remember what they’re for and who you’re representing! And don’t forget the ribbons!

Any other business that may be may go here!

Who are pretty sure they have their baskets figured out. Maybe they need more coffee. Hmmmm...

There would never be enough coffee, as far as Alexander was concerned.

Thanks a lot, Maladicta...

Warren didn't need any outside influences to be fond of coffee, really. He had discovered his fondness for double Americanos all on his own.

In fact, he had one right now. Don't anybody judge his fondness for cofee.

"So it should be an interesting weekend coming up," Alexander noted to Warren in between a few baskets. "Think these may actually help anyone much?"

"Maybe," Warren mused. "If people need to distract their parents with something interesting long enough to run in the other direction, these baskets could be lifesavers."

Just run for your life while your mother or father is poking through the selection of tiny bottles of jam.

"I think the distraction to parents might be beneficial for some of the visitors themselves, too," Alexander mused. "I feel the need to put in something shiny to distract certain mothers from trying to play matchmakers for certain sisters again..."

"Oh no. Your folks aren't trying to set your sister up with one of our classmates, are they?"

Warren was an only child, but that didn't mean he was incapable of guessing at just how mortifying that could potentially be.

"Not my folks," Alexander corrected, "just my mother. And I think at this point, she'll be willing to hook Rosella up with anyone who'd be willing. If you do speak with her, be cautious to reveal to her any sort of prestige, or else you may never get rid of her."

There was a slight pause, before Alexander cleared his throat a little. "Which reminds me...do you suppose we should include frames, should I need to grace anyone else with my autograph?"

Come on. He had to!

Warren had been about to come up with a nice, well-phrased, rational response to what Alexander was cautioning him about!

And then that second part came out, and it was a miracle that Warren had managed a gaping mouth and a few incoherent syllables. It took him a moment to get words together, again.

"If your sister finds out about that, I should be safe, right?"

Hey, it was better than squeaking some more.

Alexander was definitely chuckling now. "If my sister found out about that," he said, "neither of us would be safe. She'd take a page from Mother's handbook and spend the weekend trying to hook us up."

Rosella was a special girl, yes...

Warren couldn't help but laugh a little, lifting a hand to cover his mouth and trying to disguise the errant chuckle as a cough. "Well, at least that means that I have an easy way out if I just shove that Jono guy at you, instead."

A brilliant plan, right?

"Fair enough, no frames," Alexander said, holding up his hands.

No offense, Jono.

"Please tell me at least your toenails aren't still pink."

"Honestly?" Warren hesitated for a moment, and then sighed and shrugged his shoulders a little. "More of a shiny blue, now."

Apparently he'd had fun experimenting with colors that day. And he didn't go barefoot often enough to warrant bothering with nail polish remover, so...

"I don't imagine that nail paint comes off very quickly, either..." Alexander mused.

"Not on its own," Warren replied, wrinkling his nose a bit. "But it could have been worse, right?"

It could have been glitter!

Who probably needs more maple syrup in his own basket.

Fraser would never resist more maple syrup for himself. Who would do a silly thing like that? He was quite pleased with the frat doing something so nice for Parent's Weekend, though.

This KKG meeting has been brought to you by e-mail correspondence and school internet connections. :D

And possibly bees.

But mostly bacon.

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