fandomhigh | Outdoor Adventure Time!, Tuesday, period 1

A ~~handwavy~~ email had gone out letting the students know to meet on the beach by the lighthouse. Eliot and Parker waited for them a little ways down, away from the boardwalk. Eliot was dressed for the location in a pair of cargo pants, a fishing vest, and a floppy brimmed hat. He was even barefoot, though that was mostly because he hated trying to get sand out of his boots.

Parker was wearing a wetsuit, and had a selection of them on a movable rack with her. Also a large selection of windsurfing boards behind her, and the excited look of someone who was about to do something dangerous. Or, you know. Just looking like Parker.

“Welcome to Outdoor Adventures!” Parker said, looking over the students, grinning at the familiar faces. “And Outdoor Chilling Out, with Eliot.”

Eliot sighed. "Not everyone is an adrenaline junkie. Which is fine. The whole point of this class is to get you all outside and exploring. Whether that's by jumping off things, or by chilling out. Parker's terrible at the low-key stuff, so we're splitting the load a little." He clapped his hands together. "First thing's first, which around here is apparently introductions. Like we said, I'm Eliot, she's Parker. Some of you'll insist on 'Mr. Spencer' and 'Ms. Parker' --" He totally wasn't eying Kathy when he said that, "-- which is up to you, but honestly, it's the summer. Eliot and Parker works just fine."

“So yes, tell us what you want to be called. It doesn’t have to be your real name,” Parker added. “But it’s what I’ll call you for the rest of the term, so don’t pick something you hate. And then we wind-surf!” EEEEEEEEEE.

"Or fish," Eliot said. "Or go lookin' for shells and rocks and things." He jerked his thumb towards a set of fishing poles and tackle set up down the beach a little ways. "Fishing will happen upwind of surfing. You do not want to catch your classmates instead of a fish. Or shark or sea monster or whatever's lurking out here."

Eliot's options would not quite be entirely free of adrenaline, no.

“Pick an option, give us a name, and get started!” Parker paused, and added, “The wet suit is not optional if you’re going in the waves. Our boyfriend totally ended up with pneumonia when he thought he could go swimming in cold water.”

Eliot managed not to twitch visibly at the mention of their 'boyfriend'. That was still a new term for him, okay? "Yeah, you all aren't invulnerable. Or if you are, we don't wanna hear about it, and you have to wear one, anyway. So. Tell us your name and any other random fact you want us to know about you, and then let's have some fun."

“Kathy and Toby are our TA’s.” If you didn’t know that before, guys, now you do! “So if you need extra help or are afraid of Eliot, you can ask them questions.”

Eliot opened his mouth to point out that he wasn't doing the scary stuff, then just gave up. He pointed to one of the students. "You start."

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"The bigger castles are more fun," she offered. "We should make a really big one!"

"I bet," Mabel ventured, "we could make the biggest sandcastle on the whole entire beach!"

... Possibly also the only one, but details.

"That would be amazing!" Alluka clapped her hands together, then carefully set her bunny down on the sand and grinned. "We should start here, and build around the bunny. The castle belongs to him!"

"His very own castle, and he gets to be king? I love that plan!"

If Waddles was allowed to come to class, he could have been the duke or the queen or something. Waddles was very adaptable that way.

Alluka drew a line in the sand with her foot, gauging where the castle should go and how many rocks they'd need.

(Lots. They would need lots.)

"Well, kings have to have a castle, right?" she asked reasonably, then paused and looked at the castle on the island.

"Who is the king of that castle?" The school, Alluka, the school.

"Ummmmm..."

Mabel looked up toward the school, blinking at it.

"The principal, I guess? Whoever that is. I haven't met much of the faculty yet."

She'd met Doctor Lecter yesterday, and Eliot and Parker today, aaaaaaaaand that was it. Clearly she needed to fix that!

Alluka brightened. She knew this!

"Then Principal Zoe is the Queen of the castle! She's really nice--she gave me permission to go to town like everyone else."

Mabel's expression only faltered a little bit as she heard that one. Permission to... go to town?

"You never had permission before?"

"Nope," Alluka said, picking up rocks now and studying them for sufficient prettiness. "But Kathy took me yesterday and I didn't get in trouble, so I can go around now and the Queen was telling the truth."

Zoe was now forever going to be known as 'the Queen'. Yes.

See what happened when Mabel was allowed to socialize with people? SEE?

"Well, good!" She was still a little concerned, but at least Alluka seemed... okay with how things were now? Right? "What did you guys do in town?"

Alluka beamed.

"We went shopping and I got a new stuffed animal but she was sleeping this morning so I had to leave her in my room!" Because that logic was totally sound! "But Kathy wanted to get me things like a toothbrush and stuff because I didn't have anything with me when I got here."

Kathy was the bestest.

Oh, Alluka. Oh.

Mabel's eyes went wide. Okay, so she didn't have much with her either, but all the same...

"Nothing at all? Is there anything you still need? Oh! Do you have sweaters??"

Mabel would be more than happy to hook you up, girl.

Um.

"N-No?" she said, not really sure if she did or not. They'd gotten a lot of things and Alluka had zoned out near the end of it. "It's going to be warm soon, right? So sweaters can wait?"

"Well, they could," Mabel replied, taking a seat and starting to pile up sand. "But even the summer has chilly nights!"

And she really needed an excuse to knit more sweaters, here.

"If there's anything you need at all, though, let me know. I'll do what I can!"

"Do you have a lot of sweaters?" Alluka asked, putting the bad rocks back and keeping the pretty ones with her. She was starting to have a nice pile. "I like the one you have today."

"A lot, naaah. Only a couple hundred."

Mabel might have had a slight knitting addiction.

"I can make you one like this if you want! With any picture you like on the front!"

Heck, if you wanted a sweater with light-up effects or one that played music, Mabel was your girl.

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