fandomhigh | BWI Airport Portalocity Lounge, Saturday Morning

There was a crackle of energy before reality split and portal opened up into the Portalocity Lounge. A few seconds later a figure popped through the portal wearing what appeared to be an environmental suit attached to an air supply hose going back into the portal. He then pulled out a tablet device and took some readings before stripping off the environmental suit revealing the teenager known as Barry Ween.

"Okay, Jeremy. I'm here and the atmosphere is breathable. Send the rest of my shit through," Barry said into his comm headset. "No. Just push it into the portal and pull back the suit. Jesus Christ! How fucking hard is it to push it through numb-nuts? Just fucking push it!"

Three suitcases and a large crate appeared through the portal. "About fucking time. Okay, now press the button to close the portal. Which one? The big fucking button that has a label on it that says 'PRESS THIS FUCKING BUTTON AND NOTHING ELSE.' Are you fucking kidding me? No. No. No! Just fucking forget it! Don't touch anything I'll shut it down remotely."

A couple of taps on his pad and the portal disappeared with a "plip." "All right it's done. Don't touch any of my fucking stuff while I'm gone, Jeremy. You hear me? All right. I'll check in with you later."

Barry looked up at the glittery sign bearing the name 'Fandom High' and grunted before going back to his tablet and taking further readings; muttering to himself occasionally when he found something of interest.

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//I'm a teacher,// he agreed. //Professor Starsmore will do if you prefer to stand on formality, but I'd rather people just call me Jono. I'm teaching Music Appreciation this term with Dr. Lecter.//

Because... music. It was something they appreciated.

//Were you intending to head off to school, or are you one of the ones who just sort of wandered into it? We usually get a few of either, each time we get a new batch of students.//

And she sounded and looked a little lost.

"Is it that obvious?" Rapunzel asked, shoulders drooping as she unknowingly confirmed Jono's hunch. "I...was in the woods, and there was this wavy thing, and I thought maybe I should go through it so I did, and...now I'm here and I'm learning about airplanes and head-voices and stuff. So...I guess I'm coming to your school, sure."

She was only really disappointed that she probably wouldn't get to the lights in time, since tomorrow was her birthday. Otherwise, this whole 'school' thing filled her with excitement. And terror. But mostly excitement.

//Little bit.// Jono was super thoughtful, here. Super. Thoughtful. //For what it's worth, how I wound up going to the school in the first place wasn't all that different. It wasn't a portal - that would most likely be the wavy thing you went through - it was some rather pushy mist, but I had no bloody idea what I had gotten myself into when I first found myself on the island.//

"So this happens a lot?" she guessed, perking up a bit. "People come here by...accident, while trying to go other places?"

Well. She felt less dumb now, at least.

//All the bloody time,// Jono agreed. //I doubt you're the only one coming to our school this semester who just sort of tripped through without meaning to. You seem less upset about it than some, though.//

"I don't get out much," Rapunzel hedged with a little smile. "And I was probably lost to begin with. And you people seem...nice enough. I figure there's no point in crying about it, right?"

She'd get to that later, don't worry. The guilt hadn't set in yet.

//It's confusing at first,// Jono assured her. //If you need an extra hand to help you settle in, I'm certain you'll be set up with a big sibling once we reach the island. They're... not technically siblings, but they at least have some idea as to how the island works. And we teachers, of course. We know up from down as well, and for the most part, we're all willing to help.//

Just... don't expect much of the advice to make much sense when coming from, say, Pinkie Pie or Cheryl.

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