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

Some extra tables had been set up in the shade of the trees on the lawn, away from the buffet in spots where it might be less crowded and much quieter. Well, aside from the mariachi band, but at least their music was entertaining? They might even take requests!

[OCD is up, have at it! 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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"You didn't tell me you were planning to visit again," Ender said.

Which with Valentine generally meant she was up to something.

"I didn't really plan it," Valentine admitted. "Things just sort of fell into place. And, to be honest, if you and Ben are sticking around here for a few more months, I really need to take a break just sitting around Eros for a while."

"...We were just planning to come see you on Eros next week," Ender admitted right back, but he was smiling now. "Does that mean you're staying here for the summer?"

"Well, I got impatient," Valentine grinned. "And, yes, it does. Turns out Turtle & Canary was in need of a general manager, and I thought I could do my old radio cohost proud for a couple months or so."

Ender laughed. "You're going to be managing our general store?" he said. "That'll be a whole different career for you."

"How hard can it be?" Valentine asked with a shrug. "Apu's been doing most of the work in that store since Turtle left, anyway. I'm pretty sure the most important part of the job is now simply picking Squishy flavors and picking up panda poop."

"I'm getting you plastic gloves for your birthday this year," Ender decided.

"Oh, what?" Valentine looked offended. "Not going to splurge for a Pooper Scooper?"

"You're going to be manning the general store, I'm sure they'll have one," Ender reminded her. "Or do you lack confidence in your own product?"

"I don't know," Valentine mused. "That lack of duct tape has always been a little disconcerting, and it would just have so much more meaning coming from you. Then you could also take partial credit when all our stores of food on Shakespeare are thanks to the revolutionary developments I've made in Panda Poop Fertilizer."

Ender chuckled. "Val, I'm glad to have you back with us," he said, ditching the banter for what it was. "The island has been lesser without you on it - and that's as much as I'll stroke your ego."

Valentine snapped her fingers, trying not to look too disappointed. "Damn," she said. "Probably for the best, really; it doesn't need any more encouragement."

And then her smile went a little softer with the sarcastic edge fading away as she added, "And I'm glad to be back here, too."

Ender smiled back, his own expression softening. "Come to the Perk with me after the picnic?" he asked. "We'll have a lot to talk about, I'm sure."

Sure, it had technically been less than a week, but...

"It's a date," said Valentine, with a nod and a smile. "And, in the meantime, maybe you can help make sure Ben doesn't die of a heart attack eating so many enchiladas."

Buried in them. She will forever imagine him completely buried in them.

Ender glanced over towards where Ben (and his stack of food) were sitting. "Oh, he'll be fine," he said dryly. "For his standards, this is nothing. I think he's got an extra-inflatable stomach."

Meanwhile Ender would stick to his small portions, thank you, and yet continue to grow taller than Ben.

"I was thinking a wooden leg," Valentine mused, "or maybe there's a wormhole in there."

"Maybe it's some secret Jedi technique he chooses not to share with us," Ender said. "It'll remain a mystery, I'm afraid. Unless you plan to cut him open, which I can't allow."

"Awww." Valentine had to give a little sigh. "I've just gotten back and already I can't have any fun."

"I'm sure you'll find a way to improvise," Ender said. He reached out for her hand - he really was glad to see her.

Ben's influence, though. The reaching.

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