fandomhigh | Fandom High Graduation Ceremony, Class of 2012, Early Saturday Evening (Part 2)

Were you all enjoying your graduation, children? Ingvar certainly hoped you were. It was so much fun, after all! Though... it could be a little more fun, couldn't it? It felt as if something was missing somehow. Something to really make it... fun.

Ingvar knew what it was.

And so, while the graduates were still on and around the stage, the earth began to rumble. Large black clouds of smoke pushed out of Ingvar's volcano and into the air, obscuring the sky and the moon. Soon, the air was covered in a thick black blanket of darkness.

The tune of the rumbling shifted.

Around the stage, clear protective walls sprung up. This was not Fandom's first tango on graduation day, thank you. She knew how to take care of what was hers.

Unfortunately, Ingvar knew its mother well. Moments later, it began to rain: a thick downpour of familiar plastic poppets in varying levels of creepiness, but also nice, brown, fluffy ...red-eyed, sharp-clawed teddy bears. And leading the charge, teeth-first--

"DROP BEARS!"

[OCD is up! Have at it! Audience | Grads: Fight! | Grads: Hide! | Aftermath | OOC 1 | OOC 2]

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"There were nothing compared to the really mean bunnies from a week ago," Ben said, "even if they were trying to eat my head."

He was a Skywalker. Of course something was trying to eat him.

"It's good to see you, Val."

"Well," said Valentine, "the head's where all the good stuff is kept."

"Good to see you, too, Ben. Congratulations."

"Thanks," Ben said. "I will treasure my piece of paper always. Or something. Will it impress people on Shakespeare?"

"I would hope people on a colony named after the most prestigious Scribe of our time would have respect for a piece of paper," Valentine said, "but I have a feeling that they'll be much more impressed by what you can actually do as opposed to what a piece of paper says you've done."

"What if the piece of paper is amended to include my prowess with killing things that fall from the sky?" Ben asked. "Would that make it better or worse?"

"I'd say better," Valentine assured him, "though hopefully, the need to kill things that fall from the sky will be a minimum risk."

Ben nodded. "I know Ender would definitely prefer it," he said, "and a minimum of having to kill things definitely holds its appeal for me."

"Most people tend to feel that way," Valentine said, and she was incredibly proud of her ability to not look at Peter when she said it. She smiled softly, happy to move onto a slightly less morbid topic. "Are you excited? I mean, I know the whole different planets, traveling through space thing isn't anything new for you, but it's still a little different, right?"

"It'll be really different," Ben said. "And I'm excited. I just...haven't exactly told Dad yet."

Ah, yes, parents always did complicate things. "How do you think he'll take the news?"

"Badly," Ben said softly. "He has other plans in mind for me."

Fandom High Graduation Ceremony, Class of 2012, Early Saturday Evening (Part 2)

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