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

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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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"A sign that someone thinks arson is an okay way to express themselves," Kathy said, dubious. "Maybe you'd have a point if it had been struck by lightning or something, but taking the actions of a person as a sign from the universe? That sounds like a much dicier proposition."

"It wasn't just that," Lottie said. It was mostly that. "Mystery is for babies."

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"Says who?" Kathy asked, looking confused. "I don't know many kids who go around solving mysteries."

"Really? Kids are pretty much the only ones who do it back home. Well, and Erin Winters, but we hate her."

"What do your cops do, then?" Kathy asked. "And why do we hate Erin Winters?"

She was just going to keep wearing this expression for a bit, yes.

"Well, Linton's dad tries, but there's a lot to keep up with." People in Tackleford were deeply stupid. "Erin Winters is a tabloid reporter. And mean. She's a beast from Hell."

All three of those things were true. Well, mostly. Erin wasn't originally from Hell. She was just its queen.

"Literally or figuratively?" On Fandom, it was good to check. And with some of the things Lottie had said thus far, Kathy felt it was still a good idea.

"Um. The second? But there are rumors."

"...I'm starting to think that maybe Tackleford is Fandom's sister-city or something," Kathy said. "I felt special that my LA had superheroes."

"Oh! My sister's boyfriend tried to be one of those, once. She dumped him for lyin to her." As you do. "And he wasn't very good at it. The Night Stalker still turned into a giant walnut and tried to suck out everybody's hope at once."

Yup. Definitely a sister-city.

"...How do you stop a giant walnut?" Kathy asked. "Cover an oversized nutcracker in positively-charged Psychomagnotheric Slime and hope for the best?"

Kathy was something of a scifi nerd. Just FYI.

"Ghost of a dead grunge rocker," Lottie said. "But your plan mighta worked, too."

"Kurt Cobain came back to tell the walnut to cut it out?"

...Was there some other dead grunge rocker she was supposed to think of?

And no. Her expression had not changed yet.

"Todd Baxter. Of Exercise Yard." Lottie shrugged. "Who's Kurt Cobain?"

Lottie's world's music almost resembled Earth standard music.

FINALLY! A CHANGE OF EXPRESSION! Because Kathy's jaw was dropping in shock.

"I'm sorry, did you just say you know grunge but have never heard of Kurt Cobain?" This would not stand. Would not. "We're going to have to fix that. Because...no. Just no."

Somewhere on the island, Jono had just burst into tears and that was supposed to be physically impossible.

"Do I have to?" Lottie pouted. "Grunge is so mopey."

"I'll pick the highlights," Kathy said. "But yes. We do. As your big sister, it's my duty to try to make you more culturally aware even as it's your job as my little sister to drag your feet and protest the whole way."

Lottie heaved a sigh. "Fine. But then you have to listen to some black metal with me."

"That's cool," Kathy said. "I don't really know many bands because I'm wary of listening to any who are part of the NSBM movement. I mean, I've got Jenava and Averse Sefira and the old stuff by, like, Darkthrone and Mayhem, but that's pretty much it."

Kathy had very eclectic tastes in music.

"I like the ones that make my mum's teeth do this," Lottie said, and gritted her teeth demonstratively. "I've got my own band called SEPTIC CRISIS. Well. It's mainly in my head. My best friend Shauna is better at singin it than me."

"I listen to most of my music through earbuds," Kathy admitted with a shrug. "I accidentally let my dad overhear the lyrics to Gangsta Gangsta once and he broke the CD. I switched to mp3s after that."

Look, when you lived less than twenty miles away from the place that revolutionized a musical genre, you pretty much owed it to yourself to become a fan, you know?

"Mum's old boyfriend once tried to get me into his old man music, but he'd never've dared break my records." That's right, records! Lottie was well old school. Mostly because it took forever to get Mum to get her a proper music player. "Mum woulda tossed him RIGHT OUT."

You were so lucky that Kathy refused to judge people on principle, Lottie, or she'd be yelling 'hipster' right now. Hipsteeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrr.

"Well, I'm sure it's different when it's your dad versus some guy you're mom's seeing," Kathy said, a little awkwardly. "What kind of old man music?"

Was it really still being a hipster when all you had access to was an old turntable?

"Prob'ly," Lottie agreed easily. "The usual. McEnroe Cash's Gas Bag, that lot." Kathy probably wouldn't have recognized the band name even if Lottie had gotten it right. "The only thing he got right was all those old Beetles albums."

No, that was fair, but all Kathy knew was that Lottie had records and liked black metal because it made her mom grimace.

"The Beatles were okay," Kathy said. "Foundational, sure, but their lyrics really aren't much to write home about. Especially their earlier stuff."

Oh Kathy, you had no idea how awesome Lottie's Beetles were.

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