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

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

Picnic-ing in January - still not the best idea ever! But there were tables and chairs set up in the sun, and a nice bonfire going, and plenty of warm food for everyone to encourage socializing for as long as possible.

[OCD is up! This is the picnic post for general mingling. Roommates, fake siblings and teachers are all here. Since it's outside, the picnic is open to all students, teachers, and townies!]

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The thing about finding tables to yourself at welcome picnics was that they often drew other people. Like Ringo Noyamano. Glasses, hair in pigtails, and a huge welcoming smile on her face.

"Hi!" Her voice betrayed her good cheer and excitement. "Are you one of the newcomers?"

The cheerfulness was almost frightening, but Lucille answered with a polite smile.

"I am," she confirmed. "My name is Lucille Sharpe. And you, miss?"

Another foreign girl, by the looks of it.

Ringo was wearing a nametag, but didn't mind answering, anyway. "I'm Ringo Noyamano." She added a bow, substantially less formal than the one she would have offered at the last picnic. "It's nice to meet you!"

She offered Lucille her hand.

Lucille inclined her head slightly, assuming this was a foreign greeting, and accepted her hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you too, miss Noyamano," she said formally. "I assume you are not a newcomer, then?"

"Only relatively speaking. I haven't been here quite a year myself, after all."

She shrugged. "But it's been a lot of fun so far!"

"Fun?" Lucille raised an eyebrow. "I had assumed school required hard work." Perhaps she had a naturally cheerful disposition.

"Well, it is that sometimes, but this school is pretty unusual, and a lot of the classes are, well, not what you expect them to be."

"So if you want, it's not that hard to have fun here."

"And what would you do to have fun?" Lucille felt tempted enough to ask. "It's a matter of personal taste, after all."

Ringo was so glad you asked! She unslung the ATs from her shoulder and held them out for examination. "AirTrek! It's kinda like skating, but way, way better."

So, yeah, good luck figuring out what was so exciting about a pair of boots with wheels on the bottom, Lucille.

Lucille gave her a disbelieving look. "Shoes with wheels?" How on earth could that be fun?

"Motorized wheels," Ringo supplemented. "You can go really fast with them." And what could be better than going really fast?

"They have an engine?" Lucille looked highly suspicious.

"Yeah. Little electric ones." Ringo beamed. "Pretty awesome, right?"

"You have electric engines in your shoes with wheels?" If that was true her brother would no doubt find it exciting. Lucille herself just did her best not to look confused.

"Yep!" Ringo grinned. "I could show you, if you like?"

"Please do."

Lucille had little interest in going very fast on shoes with wheels, but at least she would be able to describe something in her next letter to Thomas that he would find intriguing.

"Give me a second then." Ringo grinned and hopped up to sit on the table while she pulled her feet up so that she could take her shoes off and slip on the ATs in their place.

Lucille just watched, just a little intrigued. "So, are these shoes common where you are from?"

"Well, most people are aware of them, and they're not terribly uncommon, but not everyone has them or anything."

Ringo smiled. "So if you wanted a pair for yourself, I'm sure I could find some in your size."

She finished securing them on her feet and then flexed her toes slightly, causing the wheels to spin slowly in place with a soft whine. "There we go," she declared.

"It might not be suitable for me," she said hastily. "But I'm sure my brother would find the construction fascinating. What country are you from then? And what... time?" That last question still bothered her.

"Well, you can't know for sure if you don't try them, but if they don't look fun to you, you don't have to, you know?"

Ringo smiled. "I'm from Japan. In the mid-twenty-first century. What about you?" Something older, she was going to guess.

Lucille decided to ignore the first comment, and just said: "I am from England, in 1885."

"Oh, wow!" Ringo's eyes went wide. "I bet that's way different than here!" No duh, Ringo.

"Yes, quite." Lucille would have agreed on the 'no duh' sentiment. "Did you find this place similar to your home?"

Or was it just that she was happy as long as she had her rolling shoes?

Ringo laughed. "Not even close," she answered. "I mean, there's still TV and cell phones and stuff, but Tokyo is huge, and Fandom is kind of a tiny little town."

She shrugged. "But I've still met some really nice people here, so I can't complain too much."

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