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

The last picnic for new arrivals had involved a bonfire, but there was no need for artificial warmth today. The weather outside was sunny, and just breezy enough that no one would roast, hopefully. There were tables and chairs arranged around the lawn, along with a long table of food, drinks, and desserts for anyone who stopped by.

There were stacks of nametags for people to label themselves with, and lists to help folks find their siblings and roommates. With everything in order, it was time to welcome some new people!

[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. Since it's outside, the picnic is open to all students, teachers, and townies!]

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Actually, they already did know a couple people like that, not that they knew it. So maybe they were safe?

"If you're going to teach post-apocalyptic stuff, you gotta be ready." She nudged him with one shoulder, smiling. "Eliot and me won't let them hurt you. Promise."

Now, terrify him, they might not be able to stop.

And Hardison was so happy not knowing something like that, he really was.

"Man, I'm just programmin' in some sims and then kickin' back to see what they do," Hardison said. "That barely qualifies as teachin'. Hell, I stole the whole idea from someone else from the radio."

"I threw them off buildings for their first class." Now Parker was giving you a Look, Hardison. "You're doing what you love. Teaching what you know. You're good at that. They won't know more than you do." Fairness made her add, "Probably."

Unless there was a post-apocalyptic computer genius in the class, which, not impossible, but c'mon.

In this place? Actually kinda likely. Hardison could name one girl from a post-apocalyptic world already and she'd accompanied them into the computer lab under the island. So...

"Girl, you know I love you, but I ain't never teachin' a class with you," Hardison declared. "Not if we're gonna be throwin' students offa buildings."

Because like Parker would let them have all the 'fun' by themselves.

Well of course not. How would they know how to land correctly if she didn't demonstrate? And use Hardison as an example?

Parker gave him a kiss on the cheek. "It gets easier," she confided. "The first day is all introductions and stuff. And then it's the next class, and it isn't so scary. And then you get to teach them something really fun, and... yeah." She beamed. It really was fun teaching her own stuff with Eliot. "And you can get yourself a TA to help, if you need one." She grinned. "I could come to your class to help if you needed it!"

Screaming all the way down was not the same thing as landing correctly, Parker.

"I got a TA," Hardison noted. "Her name's Raven. Raven Darkholme. Guess the administration thought I could use a buddy or whatever." Which, you know, was a real confidence boost. "...An' I'm kinda terrified to ask what kinda help you're offerin'."

"Well I can't threaten the students." She brightened. "Except with Detention! I guess they used to have that on the weekends. I could be your bad cop!" She frowned, trying to remember. "I don't think I've met a Raven. Except maybe I saw her at that town meeting?" The vague memory of a pretty blond girl scrabbled across her mind. "But I can ask Kathy and Toby about her if you want. See? Already helping!"

"Yeah, babe, actually, could you? That's be pretty awesome. Bein' able to pick my TA outta a crowd would be a step up."

And this was why Parker was the mastermind. Hardison was smart. Parker was clever.

"Of course!" Parker grinned.

Finding out that his TA could look like anyone, even him, might be a slight setback.

"And hey, at least you won't be as surprised as the people who've never met Pinkie before."

"...That's the real reason there are picnics, ain't it?" Hardison said. "So we can throw the new kids at Pinkie an' watch an' laugh."

He was glad he'd gotten his boggling out of the way earlier, where no one else had been around to see.

"Silly people." Really, they should be thrilled to meet a pink pony! "But yeah. That and the food." Nom nom nom. "I mean, think Sparkle. And, you know." Other kids like him. Like Parker. How great was the food now, hunh?

Hardison nodded. "I been keepin' an eye out for anyone snatchin' at food or storin' some for later," he said. "Figure if we can keep an eye on the kid of some rich old hippies, we can do the same for any kid that might appreciate knowin' there are folks on the island who understand."

That got you an arm around the waist, Hardison. "Yeah. Like that." After a minute, she said, "I really hope she's okay the whole time she's here. 'Cause now I'm gonna feel terrible if something happens to her on our watch."

"Ain't nothin' gonna happen to her while we're around," Hardison said, his arm twining around Parker's waist in return. "We ain't gonna let it. An' if somethin' happens that we can't prevent? We'll take care of it. Of her. Cause that's what we do, babe. We take care of folks who need it."

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