Fandom High Graduation Ceremony, Class of 2016, Early Saturday Evening [Part 2]

[endsthegame]

When the last new graduate sat down, there was a brief moment of silence. The promise of a ceremony gone off without a hitch. Maybe, this time--

... the island gave a shudder. The clouds above parted. Strangely-shaped ships sank down from the sky with only minimal regard for gravity, dropping down in rows, a few feet at a time.

The Fandom graduation safety protocols switched on, and a barrier formed straight across, separating the graduates and the invaders from the rest of the audience. A small casket popped open at the end of the row of seats, presenting several really old school futuristic-looking zap guns.

... Graduates? Good luck.

Comments

Audience!

[endsthegame]

Well, that just happened. Get your phones out, eat some popcorn, fuss about your grad, the works.

RE: Audience!

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"Yo, this school ain't normal," Hardison grumbled, staring up at the sky with his arms crossed. "So ain't normal."

Re: Audience!

[vdistinctive]

"We already know that, honey," Eliot said, patting him on the leg. "Fandom likes its traditions."

Re: Audience!

[wildandbrave]

"Oh," Cosette said, leaning back to take a few pictures (that were by no means being sent to her father). "Well . . . all right."

She thought they were kind of adorable, actually. Was that wrong?

Re: Audience!

[home4teenheroes.livejournal.com]

What?

If Gwen hadn't just graduated, May would be trying to take her out of this school immediately.

Re: Audience!

[furnaceface]

Jono glanced up at the ships thoughtfully. He wasn't concerned, no. It wasn't as though Fandom's students couldn't handle this, after all.

He was going to send a bit of a glimmer of amusement Hannibal's way, though. After all, they'd seen those ships before themselves on a Portalocity stopover gone horribly awry.

Look, you react to a graduation invasion your way, and Jono would react to it his.