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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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Laura decided she was going to pet the pig. Good pig. Nice pig.

Usually, Laura would stay away from younger people, but Waddles made for a nice buffer. "Hello. I am new, yes. My name is Laura. It is nice to meet you." And she did mean it, because the pig had been a nice change of pace.

Ooo, Waddles was going to soak up that attention, leaning his little piggy head a bit to better accommodate the petting, and giving a few contented grunts for good measure.

"I'm Mabel, and this is Waddles," Mabel introduced, gesturing to the pig. "And it's nice to meet you, too!"

If Laura seemed a little... flat? Empty? Mabel really didn't seem to notice or care. Sometimes people just couldn't help that sort of thing, after all, and Laura was being nice to Waddles. That automatically made her cool in Mabel's book.

In fairness, it wasn't hard to be cool in Mabel's book.

"Would you like a welcome sticker, Laura?"

They were puffy!

Something that could be seen as a smile under the right light and position menaced to creep on Laura's lips for a moment there. Woah, careful. "Mabel and Waddles", she repeated.

The offer confused her a bit, but she shrugged softly. "I have nowhere to put it."

Oh, Laura. You were about to learn so much about the glory of stickers.

"Sure you do," Mabel said, pulling a sticker of a potato sitting on a couch (GET IT?) out of her purse and picking the back off of it before sticking it to her own cheek. "Stickers can go anywhere. You can relocate it to somewhere else once you get tired of having a sticker on your face, you know?"

Another moment of rummaging, and Mabel found a sticker of a pig wearing a karate outfit. A pork chop, if you will. Proudly, she held it out for Laura. Since she clearly liked pigs, and all.

Laura knew a lot of things about a lot of things. Stickers really weren't part of her upbringing, unless it was how to use the ones with sharp edges as chance weapons.

She accepted the one handed to her though; Mabel probably didn't know this, but Laura was going to treasure it fiercely. "Thank you", she said. "I have nothing to give you in return."

"Oh, you don't need to worry about that," Mabel replied, waving a dismissive hand. "You made Waddles happy, see? I think that totally deserves a sticker. And you're new, and in a new place, and sometimes things like that are just sticker occasions!"

There were few occasions that were not sticker occasions, if you asked Mabel.

"Okay then." She wasn't going to fight Mabel over this. Sometimes even Laura liked when people were nice on principle. It was a nice contrast to her usual weariness. "I will save it until I know where to put it."

"Great!" Mabel grinned and gave her hands a little clap. "I'm sure you'll find somewhere great! And if you ever need more stickers, I'm your girl!"

"I will keep that in mind." She wasn't sure why she would need more stickers, but hey, better be safe than sorry.

"If you need help with... anything, let me know." Specially if it involved cutting things up.

Ooo! Laura would be super good at scrapbooking!

"Will do," Mabel replied. "And if there's anything else I can help with, don't hesitate to ask! Waddles and I will be happy to help."

She leaned forward a little, whispering conspiratorially.

"I think he likes you."

In fairness, Waddles liked basically anybody who didn't think he'd be better as bacon.

If you got over the whole metal claws tearing her skin before...

"Okay." She honestly didn't know what help Mabel could be. But as she was getting the idea that Fandom was weirder than anywhere else she had been (and she had been places) she wasn't about to turn away a helping hand. A helping ham? No, bad Laura. Bad.

"I like him too. Pigs are known to be very intelligent animals, even more so than dogs. They are also very clean, usually." Waddles looked very clean.

Waddles was exceptionally clean!

"Oh, he's super smart," Mabel enthused, nodding happily. It was good to see that somebody at the picnic understood just how awesome Waddles was! "We do almost everything together. He'd come to classes with me if he was allowed."

Mabel paused to consider that.

"I don't think Doctor Lecter would want to have him in the kitchen, though. I'm not sure about the other teachers I have this semester."

She'd have to look into that.

"I suppose the rules against pets are to be obeyed," she said. "Despite the intelligence of the pet." She vaguely remembered Kitty having a pet dragon, although as far as she could also remember, he wasn't a pet as much as a companion.

"You can always ask, of course." Unconventional requests for an unconventional place.

"That's true," Mabel replied, nodding thoughtfully. "You never know if a teacher actually likes pigs until you ask, right?"

And Waddles could prove to be a major asset to... uh... American History?

"No loss in asking." She wasn't an optimist, but hey, let's not crush the girl's dreams here.

"Does Waddles stay on the dorms?" She had just realized that.

"He does," Mabel proudly confirmed. "He stays in my room with me and Alluka, my roommate. He has his own little pig bed and everything!"

This was a sort of odd living arrangement for a pig, but Waddles didn't much seem to mind.

"I see." And now she was wondering about pets. Dogs. Little puppies. Sad memories.

If she looked distant for a moment it was because she had been reminded of her past too recently.

Aw, Laura. There was no need to be sad! Mabel was here to make you feel better!

... Or, rather, to nudge Waddles a little so that he was bumping up against your leg. He was a good pig, see?

"You can give Waddles a hug, if you want," Mabel offered, because that always helped her when she was feeling distant. "He's really good at those."

Way to wiggle your way under someone's skin, Mabel.

But Laura was going to embrace Waddles. Not the strongest hug ever, but it felt good anyway. "Thank you", she muttered.

"He is, indeed." Stress piglets needed to be the next big thing.

Mabel prided herself on her ability to be adorable. She'd spent her whole life perfecting it!

"You're welcome," she said, beaming. "Any time you need a hug, okay? Waddles is there for you."

And Mabel too, but Laura seemed like the sort who was more comfortable around critters than people. Mabel could respect that.

Practice makes perfect, after all.

Laura nodded. She was taking this seriously. "Okay", she said. And then she stood up. "It was nice to meet you two."

Now Laura needed to go be alone somewhere else because wow, feels overdose.

"It was great to meet you too! See you around, Laura!"

Mabel started to wave a cheerful farewell, and then, on second thought, crouched down so that she could pick up one of Waddles' little trotters, so that he could wave goodbye, too.

That was just how these two rolled.

Add cuteness overdose to it, then. Laura waved back, trying not to smile too much because she might break her face.

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