fandomhigh | Fandom High Welcome Picnic, Front Lawn of the School, All Day: Part I

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

The weather was nice, the school wasn't currently under attack from forces not of this universe and they were still in Iceland. Oh yeah, it was day one of the rest of the newbies' lives.

Welcome to fandom, kiddos. Try not to trip over left over sombreros from Thursday!

[~~Please wait for~~ OCD is up! This is part one of the picnic, specifically for meeting siblings, roommates, and teachers. The rest of the picnic is happening here and here, in an effort to keep browsers from breaking for as long as possible.]

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Sam only really had Spencer and Gibby to go off of when it came to big siblings, making Spock . . . rather an anomoly.

"Ooookay," she said. "Hi, Spock."

What was she supposed to be doing now?

"I have been tasked with assisting you in adjusting to life at a school as...unique as Fandom High, as well as adjusting to boarding school in general if this is your first experience with it," Spock said. "Please, feel free to approach me with any questions you may have, not just today, but at any time. I live in room 512, and my roommate is Akatsutsumi Momoko, who I am certain would also be willing to assist you." He paused for a moment, then said, "Before you need ask, yes, she is just like that. Additionally, I am reachable by phone and e-mail, both of which are listed in the student directory. I would like to assure you first that no one is 'pulling your leg,' and that in times of danger the dorms almost always remain safe. Also, avoid the gremlins." Thus ended his prepared spiel.

Sam wouldn't have found it possible, but Spock seemed to have attained a whole new level of nerddom.

It was almost impressive.

She leaned forward, peering at his ears. "Are you, like, an elf or something?"

Tact wasn't her strong point.

He got that a lot here. "No," he said, sounding a bit longsuffering. "I am an alien. An extraterrestrial, as you may be familiar with the term. I am a Vulcan, from the planet Vulcan," he explained.

"Vulcan from Vulcan? That's creative." Yes, that was the first thing she focused on. "You could at least go with planet 'Vulca'."

Someone had spent a fair amount of time writing alien sketches for a web comedy show.

"My ancestors, however, did not," Spock informed her.

Her planet was named 'Earth.' How did that make sense?

Yeah, but that didn't mean the people living on it were called "Earths".

"Yeah, okay, whatever. So you're an alien? From outer space?"

"That is correct," Spock said. Hadn't they just covered this?

"And do people cosplay a lot around here, then?"

"I have been asked that before. I assure you, I am not a cosplayer."

"Uh huh." Yeah, she didn't buy that for a second. She just thought he was staying in character. "So, Spock from Vulcan. What's there to do for fun around here? Besides taunting the nubs."

Spock didn't know what a nub was, and he studied astrophysics for fun. "Many students enjoy 'hanging out' in the common rooms," Spock said. "Or at one of the establishments in town. There are also many extracurricular activities and clubs."

Sam made a face. "Ugh, clubs." She wasn't much of a joiner. Though hanging out sounded okay, so long as they weren't all giant nerds. "Let me guess, you're in the Vulcan club?"

"No," Spock said. "I am the only Vulcan here."

She couldn't not find that funny.

"You must be very lonely," she said gravely.

"Not at all," Spock said.

He enjoyed solitude.

"You don't spend time crying with your head in the fireplace?"

That was a good sign, actually, since the girl she'd met who did that ended up locking Sam and her friends in a sound booth in her basement with plans to keep them forever.

Spock was beginning to suspect this girl was mentally unstable. "No," he said. "No, I do not."

He wouldn't be the first.

"So you're just here to be all 'I'm an alien' at me and tell me to stay in the dorms after dark, then?"

She might have interpreted his warning about danger the wrong way.

"That is not what I said," Spock corrected her. "I do not care when you leave the dorms. I merely stated that in times of danger, such as invasions, the dorms are generally safe."

Wait, back that up.

"Invasions?"

"They happen periodically. I assure you, it is nothing to be concerned about. We have managed to repel them at every occurrence."

Okay, seriously, this had to be some kind of video game thing, right?

"Invasions of what?"

"Most recently, there were some sort of...turtle creatures," Spock said. "Among other things. I believe the small children of residents of the island were kidnapped."

Video games gone horribly, horribly wrong.

"Oh." A pause. "So are drugs really popular around here, or is that just you, again?"

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