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

[bigdamnprincipal]

Despite the not-so-great weather earlier in the week, the weather today looked nice and... well, decent for the end of December, and while the rest of town might still have signs of last week's snow, there were no traces left outside the school. (It just meant one less uncomfortable question for the big siblings to deal with, you're welcome.)

The buffet table was ready, set as far as possible from the glittered-out blue and gold tables and chairs. The winter bonfire was crackling for warmth and food-toasting opportunities. The lists of siblings and roommates had been double-checked. It looked like everything was ready for a picnic!

[OCD is up! This is part one of the picnic, specifically for meeting siblings, roommates, and teachers. The rest of the picnic is happening here. Since it's outside, the picnic is open to all students, teachers, and townies!]

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Re: Meet Your Teachers! [Spring 2019]

[myownface]

"Know what's weird, though? The way the island accounts for some of it. Like... I've been an older version of myself around here a few times now, and so far the island's had me play both 'shitty ex-con' and 'grifter fugutive' since I got here."

Not to mention all the weird future AU kids that for the most part seemed to actually have him as a functional parent. He wasn't holding his breath for any of them, but at least those ones were kind of reassuring.

Re: Meet Your Teachers! [Spring 2019]

[biotic_psychotic]

"Could be worse," she mused, "Could have one where you just blink out for that weekend because there is no future for you. Huh. Kind of wonder what'll happen if it hits me with future-me. I never figured for having one."

Still didn't on most any day. It was weird to care if she did. There would never be any future babies for her. She'd had that mess tied off years ago.

Re: Meet Your Teachers! [Spring 2019]

[myownface]

Sparkle grimaced a little.

"Some people have blinked out," he replied. "Thankful I haven't come to that yet, at least. I'll take a shitty future over none."

He considered her thoughtfully.

"I hope yours is good," he decided. It wasn't even really meant as anything but a statement of fact. A lot of people came out of that weekend pretty fucked up, after all.

Re: Meet Your Teachers! [Spring 2019]

[biotic_psychotic]

"Figured," Jack said with a grimace of her own.

She hiked her shoulders in a shrug. "Can't be worse than my past. The fu..heck the island think it could throw at me I haven't already lived through?"

Thought about it a second and gagged. "I suppose it could put me in heels, a pearl necklace and a dress and make me all Suzie Homewrecker."

Privately Jack figured herself for one of the blink outs. That wouldn't bother her. She'd never figured herself for having a future.

Re: Meet Your Teachers! [Spring 2019]

[myownface]

"... Yeah," Sparkle said after a moment. "I super can't see that."

The idea kind of scared him, honestly.

Re: Meet Your Teachers! [Spring 2019]

[biotic_psychotic]

She grinned evilly, "What, you can't see me rocking some fantastic mom-pumps?"

... No. Not really.

Re: Meet Your Teachers! [Spring 2019]

[myownface]

"I mean, sure, I can see it," Sparkle replied, "but there are probably gremlins involved, and it doesn't end well for anybody."

Re: Meet Your Teachers! [Spring 2019]

[biotic_psychotic]

"Pretty sure any of the little bastards biting me are going to just curl up and die from the sh..stuff.. floating through my system," Jack said carelessly. "That's if they didn't just get some sort of instant super cancer from it for a more lingering fun time sort of death."

Biotic DNA was the gift that kept on giving. Tumors, usually.

Re: Meet Your Teachers! [Spring 2019]

[myownface]

"... Well, they'd have it coming, anyway."

Not that Sparkle was super vindictive or anything.

Actually, he really wasn't. He hadn't had any run-ins with the gremlins in his time here that were so horrifying that he even really remembered them now.

Re: Meet Your Teachers! [Spring 2019]

[biotic_psychotic]

"Bet your ass," Jack confirmed. She actually felt a little bit sorry for the gremlins who might try to bite her. Wasn't their fault her body was a giant chemical stew of fuck knew what.