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

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Well.

It was raining popsicles and suntan lotion today. Because Fandom liked to make the newbies cry sometimes. Yes, the island had a sense of humor about these things.

We've all learned to accept that and move on with our lives. Well, all of us except for Britta. But she's the worst.

[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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Re: Meet Your Teachers (Summer 2012)

[bigdamnprincipal]

"Well...they're a great group, really. They've come from all over the place, some from different times...they're about as strange as sunscreen rain," Zoe said. "But they'll do whatever you need them to do in class. Just don't expect them to be weak, or inexperienced. Some of them have seen a lot of crap in a small amount of time."

Re: Meet Your Teachers (Summer 2012)

[100powered.livejournal.com]

Kotetsu took a moment to let all of that sink in, and then he nodded a little.

"I guess that makes sense, in a school that has a place for a class on heroism in the first place," he reasoned. "Not everybody that goes through the Hero Academy back home has had the easiest life, either."

Hell, it was rough enough when you were a kid and you awakened with powers you didn't understand. If there were kids here who had a place in a class for heroes (and villains), he didn't doubt for an instant that they'd had a good go of it already.

Re: Meet Your Teachers (Summer 2012)

[bigdamnprincipal]

"Many of them find things easier here, with people who understand them. If you try to understand them, it'll go a long way to getting them to like you," Zoe advised. Plus, it would keep the students happy, and that kept her happy too.

Re: Meet Your Teachers (Summer 2012)

[100powered.livejournal.com]

"I have a daughter of my own," Kotetsu replied with a shrug of his shoulders. "I know my way around kids, Ms. Winchester, don't worry."

... Someday, he'd realize how flawed that statement really was.