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

There were plenty of tables and chairs scattered around the lawn for anyone who wanted to sit down once they'd had their fill of the buffet, or to recover from starting to find out what this place was all about. No one would judge the need to take a mental breather.

Some of the tables were out in the open, for those who weren't allergic to the sun, and some of the tables were in the shade, or far from the rest of the crowd. Wherever people decided to rest, there was space enough for everyone.

[OCD is up! This is the post for general mingling! Roommates, fake siblings and teachers are all here! Since it's outside, the picnic is open to all students, teachers, and townies!]

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"Yeah, I... kind of didn't get to fly one, though." Sparkle wrinkled his nose a little bit. "Maybe next time, if, like, I lose my mind and go back to that place. By the end of the week, I was a stowaway on a transport ship to some other backwater planet, surrounded by dancers. I'm... still pretty sure I didn't sign on as one, myself, but I have no way of knowing."

Funny, that.

"That part I'm not so much jealous of," Victor decided. "How'd you get back home?"

"Traveling with someone who knows his way around," Sparks replied with a shrug. "And, like, pre-booked Portalocity tickets. We just transferred them to Ord Mantell, where we ended up after we weren't jettisoned into space."

Always a good way to be. Being shot out of an airlock would have been a crappy end to an otherwise pretty awesome round of escapism.

"Nice," Victor said. "I had a way duller break. Watched a lot of TV, inherited Topher's robot dog for the summer, split up with Olive."

Yeah, one of those things was not like the other.

That would be the TV thing, right?

"Shitty deal," Sparkle replied eloquently. "What happened, man?"

Far as he could tell, Olive and Victor had been a pretty good combination.

Victor scuffed his shoes through the grass. "Nothing. Nobody cheated or whatever. But her college is in L.A., and neither of us felt like we could do the long-distance relationship thing. Better we stay friends."

He was trying very hard to believe this. Mostly because he thought it was true, even if it sucked.

"But ... yeah. It's hard."

"Not really meant to be easy," Sparkle noted with a little frown. "But there's a reason most sane people don't do it, yeah. Shit like that's hard to maintain."

Not that Sparks had ever tried, himself, but he did watch television.

... And he was kind of dating a guy who was older than him. He didn't want to think too hard about what happened when it was Alec's turn to graduate and Sparks was the one getting left behind.

"One bad thing about the whole interdimensional nexus thing," Victor said philosophically. "No matter how much you like somebody, probably they're gonna go home and it's not gonna be your home, and all your choices suck."

"Yeah," Sparkle replied. "Shit, I got friends here from Toronto. You think it's my Toronto? No, of course it's not. Unless my Toronto has, like, fairies or whatever and nobody ever fucking told me."

... Which could be a possibility, granted.

"This place is such a freaking tease. And all this on top of the 'weirdness follows you home,' and 'while you're here, it's going to try to fucking kill you' things."

Sparkle had issues with Fandom. A bit.

"I can practically get killed at home, too," Victor pointed out. "This place is just more ... I dunno. Intense about it, sometimes."

At home he didn't tend to get actually killed.

"But yeah, it's kind of a shit deal for the people who started out from from weirdass worlds without powers."

"What's so weirdass about worlds without powers, anyhow? At least our worlds are consistent about it." Sparkle shrugged. "Find me, like, three different realities with powers that actually agree on how the damn things are supposed to work."

"I get bored hearing powers are weird and decided to turn it around," Victor said, with a slight laugh in his voice. "But you're right. It's not even just different worlds -- I bet if you went up to three people from more or less my world, none of us would have the exact same powers."

"God. How do you even keep it all straight?"

Sparkle, even Marvel sometimes messed it up. Relax.

"What are the odds I'll get kickass powers too if I like go to your world and get in like some kind of horrible industrial accident, anyhow?"

As opposed to the odds that he'd just end up grotesquely dismembered or something.

Victor scratched the back of his neck, appearing to actually give the matter some thought. (His databases knew both the rough number of industrial accidents in North America per year and the number of people reporting new powers. Sometimes his databases were very dorky.)

"Maybe one in a thousand?" he hazarded. "One in five hundred, you come out of it with a tail or fluorescent spit or whatever -- something useless but weird. The rest, you're probably, um, mangled."

"Hm... I've seen worse odds on horse races," Sparkle mused.

Yes. But horse races didn't generally result in people being brutally maimed.

"I'll sleep on it."

No, he wasn't going to run to The 616 to get himself doused in toxic waste or something.

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