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

Over on this part of the school lawn... yeah, it was still chilly. Stupid winter, doing its winter thing. But there were plenty of chairs and tables for people watching, feasting on warm foods and drinks, and generally attempting to meet the new folks!

[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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Sorry, Tip. Uma was from a fantasy canon!

"Other planets?" Uma asked. "Like among the stars?"

Did Neverland count? To get there, someone had to head to the first star to the right and then straight on till morning, but no one had ever called them anything different. Maybe Harry would know? Though he was born on the Isle, just like she was, and wouldn't count as an alien anyway.

"Yeah, from the stars," Tip said. That was the second time today someone had put it like that, too. She was going to have to come up with some better ways to explain her Boov friends. "People where I'm from have made up stories about aliens coming and taking over everything for years, but we still weren't super prepared when they actually did."

...Were they also from a fantasy canon?

"We don't really make up stories on the Isle," Uma said. "Not like that anyway. It's either boasts or brags about how evil you were before you were sent to the Isle if you're old, or what you're going to do when the ward finally comes down." Uma snorted. "Most of them won't be any more prepared for that than your people were."

Case in point, Uma was pretty sure she was the only person who'd gotten out when the ward had come down.

Depended on how you classified steampunk!

"Okay, so you're from an Isle, near the Autobahn --" Tip was never going to get that name right. Deliberately, once she learned the whole story. "-- full of evil people? I think that might be a new one, even around here."

"Guess it made sense to have us all be in one place," Uma said with a shrug. And deliberately not fixing Tip's pronunciation because she liked hearing Auradon's name messed up all the time. "Rounded up the ones who were living, resurrected the ones who were dead, and put them all on an island out in the middle of the sea, so even if the wards do come down, we don't have a whole lot of places to go."

There were a few ships, including hers, but hardly enough for the whole island, now with two generations' worth of people.

"Hang on, they brought dead people back just to punish them? Which side is supposed to be evil again?"

Uma shrugged. "It was pretty much the first decree that King Beast and Queen Belle made when they were voted High King and Queen of the United States of Auradon," she said, dryly. "To very popular acclaim. Now all the good little boys and girls in Auradon can sleep safe all snug in their beds, knowing the villains are all locked away on an island and can't hurt anybody ever again."

Except each other. And their kids. But who cared about them?

"So the king and queen of the United States of Oregon banished you all to a ghetto and everybody cheered." Tip sighed. "Yep, people are terrible."

"Well, not me personally," Uma said, trying a handful of small, hard circles with salt on them. "I wasn't born yet."

"Even better! Hereditary punishments. Just throw in some chattel slavery and you'll have the full set."

"Well, I think we're only at two for three," Uma said, giving Tip a tentative grin. "I only left the island for the first time yesterday."

Tip smiled back, a little ruefully. "Well. Welcome to the outside world, then. How'd you end up here?"

"Ahhh..."

That was kind of a long story.

"I jumped out of a hole in the wards that they opened up so King Ben could leave the Isle after I help him hostage," she explained. "He was there because his girlfriend threw a temper tantrum and ran back to the Isle and he thought he could sneak in and talk to her like he didn't stick out like a sore, pampered thumb in the middle of the worst neighborhood on the Isle."

Sorry Ben, a single song and an attempt to mimic black culture did not make you villain material.

"I thought the king's name was Beast?"

Clearly, this needed to be a comic book. That was how J.Lo had explained Boov history to Tip.

"Beast is Ben's dad," Uma explained. "He and Belle abdicated so Ben could become king a few months ago." Because Uma's canon categorically refused to think things through. "Ben's my age."

WHAT ADULT THOUGHT PUTTING A SIXTEEN YEAR OLD IN CHARGE OF A COUNTRY WAS GOOD POLICY?!

"I think I'm starting to understand now," Tip said. "These people have that rich people inbreeding thing going on where they're, like, congenitally idiots, right?"

Uma threw her head back and laughed. She didn't know what 'congenitally' meant, but the rest of it was clear enough.

"When you get your nose that high up, the air gets thinner and less gets to your brain," she suggested.

"You know, I've always wondered how that happened. That explains a lot."

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