fandomhigh | Understanding American Holidays, Monday, 3rd period

The classroom this week was decorated with orange and black and the occasional cobweb to really drive the point home of what might be the theme of the day.

One teacher was dressed up in a costume that had something to do with the weekend he'd had. "Welcome back. Hopefully your weekend wasn't too awful."

His involved building a hot tub on the roof of his building. Honestly, he was impressed that it was structurally stable.

The other one was slightly better? Maybe? "Today we're going to discuss Halloween," Steve said. "A holiday originally meant to celebrate the beginning of autumn--Samhain, in Irish."

"All Hallows' Eve when Christianity showed up," Tony added. "The idea was that on that day, spirits could roam free as the barriers between worlds thinned."

Spoooky.

"Which doesn't explain your outfit," Steve said. "At all."

"Ignore the jealous wolf in the room, kids," Tony said without missing a beat. "Somehow this tradition evolved into a sort of agreement of bribery. Treats would be given so the spirits would remain appeased and not harm anyone."

"That gradually morphed into paying the local kids off with candy so they didn't egg your door," Steve said dryly, "but only in certain countries, America being primary."

You couldn't see, but Tony was totally looking thoughtful about the egging. You could see the amazing cardboard helmet tilt to the side, though. "Capitalism at it's finest. In some cities it's a night for, well, some call it mischief. Others call it massive amounts of public and private property damage and vandalism."

And drinking. Always drinking.

"We're not going to encourage you in the mischief," Steve said sternly, "but we're giving you a bunch of costuming options. Pick one out and tell us why you chose it."

"And you get candy out of the deal to prepare for the holiday. The good stuff." He didn't let Steve pick old people candy. You're welcome.

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Marveling (heh) at their outfits.

Halloween! Free candy!

Hope no one has a nut allergy!

Can't be worse than a giant cardboard uniform. Tony.

About the weekend, if you must.

Longest family reunion vacation was the loooongest.

Summer Smith

Summer had spent the weekend wearing a big head on her head. She still had gold paint clinging to a few strands of hair. She'd had enough of costumes...

...but she spotted a pink sparkly tiara and had to claim it. "There," she said. "I'm a princess, because societal gender norms or something."

Candy. Oh god, candy, yes please.

Summer was helping herself to sweet sugary comfort as she was still coming to terms with the fact that all that weird shit she did this weekend wasn't actually all some sort of fever dream or brain parasite, but that it did all in fact actually happen. Like what. The. Hell?

Candy made it better, though she should probably slow down before she made the butterflies in her stomach worse, since she told herself if she didn't ask Hyachinthe out to dinner by the end of class, her chance was over.

It was nice to worry about normal teenager stuff instead of punishment from dumb giant god heads instead, though.

Gratuity Tucci

Tip took pictures of Tony's cardboard robot costume. If the Chief ever showed back up again, he'd get a kick and a half out of it.

Tip sorted through the costumes, feeling uninspired until she found a long blue scarf and some toy dolls.

"I'm Beyonce," she said, draping the scarf over her head and hugging the dolls to her chest. "Because she's the greatest. Obviously. . . . If anyone finds a pink floral cape thing, I get dibs."

Steve smiled through his werewolf outfit. "You don't have to be a princess. Be the queen."

"That was quite a picture," said Steve, internet-trolling insomniac.

"Mmm, pass," said Summer. "I'm not ready for that much responsibility."

But she appreciated the sentiment.

Part of Summer had intended to just sort of...avoid making any eye contact or anything with Tip during class today, but that would get pretty old throughout the week. Besides, she still wasn't entirely sure about everything that happened that weekend, so she decided it was best just to ask and get it over with.

"Uh, hey, Tip," Summer went to intercept the other girl before they headed over to the costumes. "Did we have a weird conversation in the park on Saturday, only you were, like, small, and I was, you know, crazy? Or do I need to check the expiration date on my Strawberry Smiggles?"

Tip gave her a rueful smile. "I was going to avoid saying anything." Healthy coping mechanisms for the win! "I mean, I know I wasn't really the usual Tip we all know and love, so clearly you weren't being the usual Summer either, right?"

Admittedly, the main differences between the usual Tip and the weekend's Tip were age, general personality and shape of alien best friend, and origin country of her mother. Tip's personality had remained pretty well intact.

Khadgar

"Oh, yeah, definitely," Summer agreed emphatically, and thought about leaving it just at that, but the guilt would probably eat away at her in the end. Plus, if anyone would understand, she figured it would be Tip. "I mean, Headism really was a thing at one point, but we all realized it was a bunch of crap when it was revealed that the Giant Heads had only come to Earth to force us into an intergalactic singing contest. I guess that version of me never got the memo."

Tip nodded slowly. "You know, sometimes stories from your world make me actually appreciate the Boov's invasion tactics."

And that was really saying something.

"The other you had definitely drunk all the kool-aid."

Khadgar managed to find a red hat and coat and grinned. "I'm Greatfather Winter," he said. "Or Santa, whatever you want to call him."

Hey, at least her crazy life was good forr something.

"That me invaded the kool-aid factory," Summer murmured. "And I don't even know what that Morty thing was, except super weird. I've never seen anything like that before."

And hopefully never would.

"That's kind of reassuring. Those things were extra creepy."

"Yeah, they really got that aspect of my brother down perfect," Summer said dtylu, then made a facr. "Ugch. Whatever. It's over now, and I just had to make sure it wasn't some weird fever dream or something."

"Nope. Just Fandom being Fandom."

"Is it weird that I find that oddly comfirting? Have I assimilated?"

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"Maybe?" Tip shrugged. "My first summer here I got turned into a giant orange. I think there's a certain point where the meaninglessness does get kinda comforting."

Kaylin Neya

Kaylin found a long black velvety red-lined cloak which she put on over her standard dark long-sleeved tunic and pants. Who was she? That was a good question.

"I am a... cold wealthy person."

It was entirely possible that she didn't really understand this concept.

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Understanding American Holidays, Monday, 3rd period

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