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Loki was more than a bit excited to start this club up. Because it would grant him power over people. As Student Council did very little to allow him to boss people around other than for dances.

So...

"Greetings, those who wish to become cheerleaders! I am Loki and this is Jessica. We will be judging you today." Judging you so much.

"We may not know the first thing about cheerleading, but it's not like that kept us from restarting the squad in the first place," Jessica said, doing her best to set the bar low. "We also only have one sports team, and I'm not even sure who they play against. But again, not stopping us. Such is the power of cheerleading." She sounded very convinced.

They were a former genocidal villain and the cross-gender clone of Spider-Man. They could do anything. "It is lacrosse. There are sticks," Loki informed her helpfully. "I have learned from Wikipedia, that this involves cheering and gymnastics. So, we ask that you give us an example of both things."

Try it in iambic pentameter. He dared you.

"If you want to use pom-poms for either portion, we found the squad's old equipment and dusted it off, so you don't have to worry about making yourself sneeze in the middle of spelling something," Jessica said. "Unless you're allergic to spelling, in which case what are you even doing in a school?"

"...right." Loki was judging your quips in preparation of the potential cheerleaders, Jessica. "So, we hope to see your best. And if you did not sign up at the club fair, we are still taking all those who are interested."

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It's all gym-like.

Show off your best moves and cheers. Or maybe just your most mediocre moves and cheers. They're not picky.

He's a Norse god. She's a New Yorker. Together they cheer.

Yes, they asked Captain America to do this.

YOUR MOMS.

There was still a very real chance that Gert was going to back out of this, but she was here, arms crossed over her chest as she glared at the part of the gym where she assumed tryouts were going to happen. She wasn't entirely aware of how she'd gotten herself into this, but maybe glaring would solve the situation.

Minako was SO ready for this, and was starting to bounce in place as she waited.

Minako was actually pretty darn good at tumbling, and did a moderately-difficult run of cartwheels and flips before landing at the end and doing a very enthusiastic "GO GREMLINS!" to finish it off.

Fear the enthusiastic blonde. Fear.

The New Yorker still had no acceptable explanation for why she was doing this. Loki was apparently very convincing. She was going to have to remember not to lend him any money, ever.

Anyway, she was available for talking or whatever.

"Yeah, cheerleading is gross," Gert shared when it came to be her turn. Shared this with the cheerleaders, yes. "But I was told snacks might be a part of this process--" wrong-- "and it seems like this gym is better-heated than my room, so."

She scuffed the floor with her shoe, sighed dramatically, and lazily thrust one fist in the air. "Go team."

Yay! Did she do cheerleading?

"Oh wow, you may actually be qualified to do this," Jessica said once Minako was done. "I wasn't sure how many really qualified people we'd get."

It wasn't that Maddie was here to try out or anything. She was definitely not the cheerleading type. But she was sort of curious as to how this sort of thing worked here, so she found a spot to sit and watch, figuring that a decade plus of blending in at school stuff meant no one would care that she was there.

"You look all bright-eyed and ready to cheer," Sparkle noted, leaning back against the bleachers with a grin on his face, hands in his pockets. "You actually want to be here, girl?"

Sparkle was a pro at singling out people who didn't actually want to be involved.

"Just so you know, the bake sale will be cancelled if you make a point to insult cheerleading during the meetings," Jessica said. "We're not asking for much here."

"I was thinking of 'gross' as kind of a neutral word," Gert clarified. "No more 'gross.' Got it."

"No." Good spotting, Sparkle! "But the dorms are freezing and I thought this would be kind of a deconstruction of cheerleading crap."

...Well, kind of.

"What, do you?"

"You have an interesting definition of 'neutral,'" Jessica said. "Also, there are not 144 of us."

"Sorry. I needed to make that joke." Neeeeerd.

"You're telling me," Gert said. "This is a real haven for any potential cheerleaders with performance anxiety."

Because there were like five people here.

Jessica was a little disappointed that the pun went completely unremarked upon, but that wasn't going to get her down. "It just means we've weeded out the people who aren't serious about it," Jessica said. "Okay, that's not true, but let me have my misguided beliefs."

Sparkle's idea of cheering mostly involved a lot of bouncing. That kind of was what cheerleading was about, right? That, and tiny uniforms, and annoying cheer numbers. To his credit, he didn't actually try any acrobatics that he couldn't handle, though there were a few enthusiastic cartwheels interspersed with some rhythmic clapping.

And, you know, the mandatory cheer itself.

"You might be good at basketball
You might be good at track
But when it comes down to lacrosse
You might as well step back!
Go Gremlins!"

He had managed to pare all swear words he wanted to use out of the cheer. That was impressive.

"Oh, you know," Sparkle replied, smirking, "any excuse to yell obscenities at the lacrosse team while wearing a tiny, flippy skirt."

Yes, he was aware that the guys' uniform didn't involve a skirt.

"Hey, Maddie," Jessica said, walking over. "I don't remember seeing your name on the list from the fair. Interested in trying out?"

Sorry, Jess. Perils of being the nerdiest member of this weird, weird cheerleading squad.

"You're asking me to not raise my eyebrows in response to the idea that Loki takes anything seriously, ever."

Just checking!

Gert raised one eyebrow, but didn't comment. "You might be out of luck," she said dryly. "I made a case for abolishing the tiny skirts. But I guess if I don't try out, it doesn't matter what you guys wear."

"Oh, I'm not really a cheerleader," Maddie said with a smile. "I just wanted to check things out, you know? I didn't know you were one."

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