fandomhigh | Tropes and Scope [Class 7, Period Three]

"Good morning!" Belle chirped, and when students walked in, they would find themselves in an ordinary-looking bookstore. (Belle could have gone with pretty much any setting, but, well, she had her biases.) "Today, I thought that in honor of our upcoming dance this weekend, we could talk a little about trends in fiction having to do with romance." She smiled, and added, "Or, less intimidatingly, dating, since I imagine many of you will be taking an escort with you."

"The thing about writing any genre is that there are certain established rules. If the audience finds whatever absurd situation you've set up to be romantic, then it doesn't matter if it would work in real life. Take, for example, how often in fiction young ingenues fall in love with their evil captors, who are really good inside." All said without a trace of irony, though she did add, "I've seen it happen in my own life, and it happens, but it's unlikely for most cases."

"Then we have things like how a held gaze can electrify the audience reading or viewing the couple...when in real life, it would probably make you kind of uncomfortable. Or a grand gesture, which directly contrasts the idea that money can't buy love."

"However." She turned her attention to the class. "At your age, the dating is more important." Shh, Belle, you're not much older than your students. "There's the blind date, which is similar to something they do in town, I think. There's the question of saying you love someone, which can apparently hit a little too soon, in dating." She wouldn't know. She was a Disney princess. "There's the question of whether something is or is not a date in the first place, which I'm sure will be the case with many of you taking friends this weekend."

Belle gestured behind her to the piles of precariously stacked books, the shelves of common interests, the coffee cart where things could be spilled. "Today we're going to talk about meeting cute. This is a way to introduce two characters in an unlikely, charming fashion." She clapped her hands together once, smiling, and added, "I'd like you to pair up and, using the materials around you ~~which you may absolutely mod~~, 'meet cute.'" Did Belle secretly hope she might be setting up some Homecoming dates? Shh, maybe.

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Find a buddy and trip over a pile of books, or spill coffee on each other, or bump into each other, or whatever! Mod whatever you need!

Tara picked up a bag of groceries and bumbled cutely along the street. Too bad she was having a hard time seeing over the celery and bread poking out of her bag...

Squall sighed. Fine, then. Whatever.

He picked up a cup of coffee and walked toward her, sipping it.

Tara didn't see him; she kept walking towards him, frowning at her bag of groceries. It was heavy for her, almost slipping from her grasp.

Squall leapt forward to try to save the groceries from falling, but he also lost his grip on the coffee. The lid popped off, and cup, lid, and liquid all went over the top of the grocery bag while Squall was diving for its bottom.

Rinoa, for her part, was completely and utterly (cutely) lost. You could tell by the way she kept looking around at the buildings, and comparing them against the small scribbled note she had in her palm. The right address had to be around here somewhere, if she was even on the street she thought she was!

She was too busy looking at the buildings to be watching the sidewalk, especially when she caught a glimpse of something that looked helpful. The bookstore ... was the bookstore 801, or 807? It was way too smudgey to read, and she was going to stand here, squinting at the sign, squinting at her note, squinting at the sign again, directly in Tara's path. How convenient that she was in the blind spot provided by all that celery.

She was, so Tara stumbled forward -- and directly into Rinoa.

Splat went the bread, the celery, and about 16 cans of cat food.

"Eeek!" went Tara.

"Ahhhh!" Rinoa also screamed, clapping her hands to her mouth in what she hoped was an adorable way. "Oh, Hyne, I didn't even see you! Are you okay? Let me help with that!"

She crouched down to help with gathering the cans of cat food, which had helpfully rolled all over the sidewalk.

(wtf I thought I had pinged to this I fail -.-)

Edited 2011-10-21 02:32 (UTC)

Unfortunately, Elphaba was just going to cross her arms and stand off to the side. She was feeling contrary today, and feeling very much like she didn't 'do cute'.

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