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

Once people got through their introductions and initial brain breaking, some of them would surely want to sit down. Luckily, there were plenty of tables and chairs set up across the lawn, some in the shade, some out in the open, some close to the buffet, and some in as much of a shadowy corner as one could get in an outdoor space with no actual walls. It was all part of the Fandom experience, really.

[OCD is up! This is the FIRST post for general mingling. Please use this post first, if your browser can handle the comment load. Roommates, fake siblings and teachers are all here and there's more room for mingling here. Since it's outside, the picnic is open to all students, teachers, and townies!]

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Kenzi sighed, then poked him gently in the side. Instead of punching him. Thus proving his point. "Dude, I know that. Just remembering how we met. Tell you what. Give me a dollar, you can play with it all you want. A fifty percent off deal since we'll be working together in the near future!"

Since once he figured out what it was, there was no way he'd be paying Kenzi for it. Unlike the other people at the picnic.

~~Meanwhile her mun laughed herself to death at that thread.~~

Ohhhhhh. Right.

"Nikki," he clarified, since he remembered that horrible, horrible night all too well. And then he was digging into his pockets for cash, because he did want to tinker with it.

What? He tended to assume that people were honest when it came to their marketable chemical compounds!

"Hey, random question," he said as he was forking over a dollar in dimes and quarters. "Did you punch the crazy radio guy and break his deep-fryer?"

Kenzi chuckled under her breath and handed over the canister, counting her coins. Like someone out of a video game or LARP who was playing ~~the meta of~~ Gollum. Her preeeccciousss.

"What? No!" Wait. "Well, I did sort of break it... what did the little candy boy tell you?" Butters was in for some talking-to when Kenzi was done with retail here.

"He said not to help you repair it," Topher announced. Even though he already sort of wanted to. "And that you might threaten to punch me. Which, now that I think about it, is probably more of a reference to me than to you."

YOU DON'T SAY.

NO!

"You do tend to inspire violence. And you have got to learn to duck, man." Kenzi shook her head sadly. "And no, I wouldn't punch you!... but I really think you should fix that fryer, so we can show the medieval types what a deep-fried Twinkie is. It is not my fault it decided to explode just when I was using it."

Or, well, maybe it kind of was. Given how many Twinkies Kenzi fed it and at what temperature.

"No prob!" He would happily scoot that project to the top of his tech support list, because he cared. And because he wanted deep-fried Twinkies really bad right now.

"So," he said, leaning in stealthily. "How can we get it?"

At which point he remembered he had planned to open this canister at some point. So he did, and after just one glance and a sniff of it, he gaped at Kenzi in shock. Bad, bad Kenzi.

Silly, silly Topher.

"What?" she asked. "Do you prefer fresh pine scent?"

She grinned. "Just convinced Butterscotch that you're doing the fixing 'cause you're a good person. Not because I said anything!"

Yeah, that would work.

HAHAHA. Topher? Pass off as a good person? WHAT?

"I don't think he'll buy that," he informed Kenzi dubiously. "Maybe you should steal it!"

Kenzi's eyes lit up. LOOK WHAT YOU DID, TOPHER.

"We'd be doing him a favor if I did! I mean, it's not working. He'd get it back in working condition. So what if there was a little misappropriation there?" And invasion of privacy and freaking him out, if she had to break into his room. ~~This so needs to happen.~~

~~It really does.~~

"Yeah! You steal it and I'll distract him," Topher told her eagerly. "I can pretend to be going door-to-door offering tech services for a minimal fee, and you can climb in through the window or something!"

He had a very high opinion of people's stealth skills, apparently.

Oh, Topher. No.

"I think it'd be better if you got him out of his room, so he's not there when I try this," Kenzi said, diplomatically. For her. "Because your plan has the drawback of him turning around. And you haven't gotten me that cloak of invisibility yet."

Just in case he was working on one. You never knew.

"Oooooh! I should try making one of those!" Topher exclaimed. "I mean, if British people can do it, why can't I?"

Which, in case Kenzi was wondering, was not a reference to Barry Plodder, thank you very much.

"But that's way better. I could tell him there's a fire or something!" Wait for it, wait for it... "OR! I could set off the fire alarm!"

Don't do it, Kenzi. Dooooon't.... "YES! THIS COULD BE A GREAT PLAN!"

Never mind how much trouble Topher would get in! Detention was where you met the cool people!

Although with Topher's secret-keeping skills, Kenzi probably wouldn't come out of that so well either. She'd get ratted out faster than you could say "accomplice."

"LET'S DO IT!" he exclaimed, bouncing.

And splattering Lemon Pledge all over his shoes.

"Hey, at least my shoes'll be cleaner."

"IT SHINES AND PROTECTS!" Kenzi said for some random passerby's benefit. In a normal tone she said, "Yes. But later. Now if the time when we consume quantities of free food and sell fine home protection-and-cleaning products. Topher, do you have ADD?" Why be tactful when it was Topher?

~~Muahaahahah.~~

Topher shrugged. "Probably."

Along with a heap of other social disorders.

"Free food?" he offered, holding out his plate of Cheetos and waffle fries. Which pretty much answered her question.

"Don't mind if I do," Kenzi said, taking a handful of waffle fries. "This may explain the hitting."

Kenzi, on the other hand, had no social disorders. Just a moral compass set like a Magic-8 ball of, Answer unclear, try back later.

"What do you mean?" he asked, cocking his head. Could ADD be linked to abuse by women? That was so unfair!

"If you're not paying attention to what you're saying, you're more likely to get hit. Or how they're taking it." Or if, you know, you're just really obnoxious. "Or at least when it's time to retreat. Unless you like getting hit?" Always possible!

Possible, yes, but Topher pretty much hated it. At least after this many times.

"Huh," he said, considering that. "I guess that's possible."

Who knew?!

"There you go." Kenzi patted his arm, and reached over to take some of his food. "I promise, as your teammate, Team Awesome, Team Winner, that I will always warn you before I try to hit you."

Wasn't she nice?

"Or you could just, like, not hit me at all," he proposed. "Since we're teammates. And hitting me would be like hitting yourself!"

Yeah, that hadn't flown with Butters either.

"But then how will you learn when you aren't paying attention?" Kenzi asked with perfect logic. "You don't want me to chick-fight and pull your hair, do you?" She paused. "It is so not like hitting myself. Although it hurts me to hurt you, Topher." Or it would. Inevitably.

Hmm. That was a good point. But perhaps...

"You could... tell me?" Topher tried. "See if that's effective? Do a scientific study on it, maybe?"

"As long as you're the one graphing shit, sure," Kenzi agreed. "But keep in mind the endgame, Topher. I get to punch you if you just don't learn."

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