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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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"No, you bought a -- oh."

Yeah, Eliot totally hadn't worked out that was for him before.

"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard."

Don't let that smile ~~despite the default icon~~ fool you, Hardison. Eliot definitely didn't think that was really sweet.

Suuuuure he didn't.

Hardison burst into laughter, the kind that had him holding his stomach and leaning over. "You really never figured it out, man?" he asked. "We figured that was why you spooked an' ran! S'why we waited so long for Parker to come an' visit. Before I moved out here! Like I said, we thought you needed space."

Eliot's expression couldn't quite decide on scowling or smiling. "You don't just buy someone a restaurant, man!" He was dead set on ranting, though. "You especially don't do it without tellin' them. We coulda had this whole thing worked out more than a year ago!"

"I'll keep that in mind," Hardison said, unable to get rid of the grin. "Is this the point where I tell you that you own Luke's, too? Free an' clear an' all legal an' aboveboard? I mean, it ain't in your name, cause I wasn't sure if you'd want to own somethin' openly, but it's yours, man."

Beat.

"Why the hell did you think I'd want a brewpub?" he asked. "You think I'd signed up for a year full of you bitchin' about the menu just for kicks?"

He was going to have to tell Parker all about this.

". . . Yeah." It was generally how they communicated with each other, after all. "Why the hell did you buy out Nate's building? You buy expensive crap you don't know how to run to mess with us."

Dammit, did this mean Sophie'd figured it out and didn't tell him, too? It had to. This was exactly the sort of thing she noticed.

Okay, fair point.

Also, like Eliot was the only person to confide in Sophie. please.

"I bought Nate's building so I could put in the needed upgrades to tech an' security without anyone bitchin' about it. Especially Nate." Because...Nate. "I bought the brewpub cause I thought you'd like it. Same reason I put bigger 'n average vents in there an' raised the ceilings."

"Yeah, that part I figured out." Everyone had figured out that part. "But you decided the offices were going to be in Nate's apartment to mess with him."

That was why Eliot had used a chainsaw to cut a new door in the wall. Messing with Nate was fun.

"It was just more convenient that way," Hardison said, looking as innocent as he could. "I did it for the team. Just doin' somethin' to mess with Nate would be wrong."

Eliot smirked. "And we all know how much you hate doing anything wrong."

"I would never. My Nana raised me right."

Which was why he never made unauthorized backups or watched sex tapes or anything else. Really.

"So still think I ain't pursued no guys over the years?"

"Oh no, you've made it very clear that you've just done it incompetently."

"Pretty sure you're the only one who didn't figure it out," Hardison said, his smirk not fading in the slightest. "So maybe I ain't the incompetent one."

"When it takes a guy six years to figure out you're even interested, Hardison, y'ain't doin' something right."

Admittedly this could easily be turned back around on Eliot. But he hadn't actually been pursuing Hardison until about a week before he said "let's have a threesome", so.

Hardison was notorious for slow-playing things! Notorious!

"If you say so, man," Hardison said. He was still grinning. "Why? How long were you interested in me for?"

"That's totally different. You were obviously chasin' after Parker. I didn't want to complicate things."

"That doesn't answer the question," Hardison said.

Because now he wanted to know!

"What're you, fishin' for compliments?" Eliot rolled his eyes. ". . . The car bomb."

That'd been it went from "obnoxious young punk knows he's hot" to "oh god I have a thing for a baby". It'd taken a bit longer for it to become anything Eliot could take seriously, by which point -- well. Like he'd said: Hardison had obviously been over the moon for Parker.

"All the way back then, huh?" Grin? Going nowhere. "I guess I was pretty hot right then."

You know, when he'd defused the bomb. Instead of kicking it.

And, you know, there was Eliot's now well-documented thing for adrenaline rushes.

"You were, like, twelve. I felt like a dirty old man."

"I was twenty-one," Hardison snorted. "Totally legal for whateeeeeeeever dirty things was going through your mind when you thought 'bout my sweet ass."

Helping!

Eliot groaned. "Yeah, and I was thirty-three." Oh god, he was old. "You could barely drink and I was almost old enough to run for president."

"Legal's legal," Hardison pointed out, smirking. "I'd've been down, you know."

He tilted his head a little, touched his chin. "You curious? About me?"

Desperately.

Eliot smirked. "What, you mean it wasn't love at first sight?"

No, that'd been with Parker.

"Hell naw, man, you were annoyin' as all hell," Hardison said, laughing. "Though, it was totally hot when you took down all them guys at once. Woulda done ya right there if we'd had more time."

Because, hey, honesty!

"An' then again, when you picked me up an' saved my ass on the way outta that warehouse." He was a little more serious now, his smile fading away. "I really thought I was gonna die. I tripped an' fell an' you'd already gone all 'every man for himself' before an' I just knew I wasn't gonna get up in time. An' I didn't--but it didn't matter. You grabbed me an' you hauled me up an' you didn't let go till we were free. So, that's when I was interested."

But there was still more. If, you know, Eliot wanted to hear it.

"I wasn't gonna just leave you to die," Eliot said.

Not that Hardison had had any reason to know that. Not with Eliot's reputation. Hell, he'd been barely off the wagon, then.

"Alright. So when'd it get past 'interested'?"

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