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]

[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.