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

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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This day just keeps getting better, huh?

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Current students who had been assigned new rooms and/or roommates had been handwavily informed of the change, but the list had been posted for everyone to see at one of the tables:

214: Trevor Belmont/Mae Borowski
225: Entrapta/Kagura
308: Keyleth/Kat Stratford
408: Bobby Drake/Jack

Edited 2018-12-29 07:37 (UTC)

Behold, the most responsible adults on the island! (Hahaha!)

Edited 2018-12-29 07:37 (UTC)

THESE ALWAYS SAID 2019. >.>

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Right, okay. New roommate. Possibly even a guy this time, judging by the name? Bobby stuck on his own nametag and then looked around for anyone who might be this Jack.

Hey now! Karolina was a responsible adult! Sure, she was also closer in age to the students than she was to most of the other staff, but, still an adult!

And she loved the newbie picnics, so of course she was here to see what the new crop of students (and teachers) looked like. In her double pom pom beanie because that was how this responsible adult rolled.

It had all happened so fast. A week ago her father had informed her that he would be sending her off to school to further her training, and just this morning she'd been home in Zephrah.

And now here Keyleth was, stepping through the doorway that manifested in the trunk of a large tree on the school grounds then quickly closed up behind her. She was wide-eyed, nervously keeping a white-knuckled grip on her staff -- and wincing when she realized that her ears were not taking the sudden change from high altitude to sea level gracefully.

At least she knew she was supposed to be arriving at the welcome picnic and that someone would be assigned to help get her used to the place, so taking in all the tables and people was thankfully not too much of a shock. Still. It was all kind of scary and very nearly overwhelming, and she was seriously considering just turning herself into a squirrel or something and hiding out on a branch to watch.

She'd thoroughly forgotten to look for a nametag with her name on it, but it was easy to tell she was new by how out of place she looked, right?

A roommate. She was supposed to have a roommate. Sure, it was one thing to intellectually grasp that this was going to be another object lesson in how to get along with people -- as if that had ever come easily to her -- but it was another thing to think about how she was going to have to share a room with someone she'd never met before. Because that was kind of terrifying, and Keyleth was trying not to think about it too much.

Hey, the school had assigned Norman to somebody again this semester! Norman was here keeping an eye out for a Kagura, not terribly certain what to expect, but cautiously optimistic.

She probably wouldn't worry him as much as his last sibling did, right...?

Vette had no idea what the heck she was supposed to do with a little sibling around here, considering she barely understood this stupid world herself. But she was here and she was totally game, keeping an eye out for anybody that might be named Jack.

Yup. Waiting.

Waiting.

"This is dumb."

Waiting.

Fjord was here, of course. He was really rather expected to be, after all, and he had to admit he was curious about this current batch of kids. Maybe a good look at them would let him get some idea of things they might need to learn in his class this semester.

Yes. That was absolutely why he was here, and not at all so that he could check out the picnic tables to see if there was anything he could bring back to his sick and dying (slightly overdramatic) elf friend.

He could multitask.

Jono was here today. Actually more or less all here today, in fact, with his arms crossed over his chest as he leaned back against one of the tables, ignoring the food entirely and keeping an eye on the students.

He hadn't wrapped up today, no. Some years, he just figured it was kinder to get the shock of a teacher on fire out of the way right up front.

Kanan was a tiny bit later showing up to the picnic than he might have been otherwise, since he had some truly terrifying bus decorations to clean up before he left the shuttle at the parking lot.

If it meant that he was showing up here covered head-to-toe in a dusting of glitter, holding a large collection of balloons in one hand and a small toy bus in the other... well. He'd had a day. And was absolutely tying the balloons to a picnic table to hand out to anybody who happened to want one. Welcome to Fandom or whatever.

Oh, heeey! Prompto got himself a sibling! And he felt all weirdly proud about that, that here he was, being all responsible and showing some new fresh faced new kid the ropes, like Sabine had done for him all of a handful of months ago. But he had learned a lot since then, and now it was time to impart that wisdom to someone else.

...who was apparently a princess. He didn't know if it was just random chance, or someone's idea of a joke, or just the fact that it was apparently his lot in life to be wingman to royalty, but it should be interesting. And the two princes he was friends with were both so different from each other as it was that he didn't even know what to expect with this one. But he was going to try to keep an eye out for someone who looked princess-y. Or who, at the very least, had ENTRAPTA on her nametag.

Whewboy. What a name.

Thought the guy named Prompto.

Well, wasn't this just novel?

"Ohmygod," said Summer, to no one in particular...to the universe, probably, sure, why not, "I officially get to stand here being a weird teacher just standing here because that's what the weird teachers at this school do at these picnics."

And she was delighted. She shouldn't be. But she so totally was.

Rosa had pretty much just ridden back onto the island that morning after dealing with far too much holiday cheer, which meant she'd only just found out about what class she was teaching this semester, which....was not the class she had submitted at all.

So there was everyone's favorite cop-turned-teacher in her black leather jacket, glowering at everything in irritation, trying to figure out if there was someone she could punch over it. Probably that moose in the office. She...was mostly deciding that she was definitely not above punching a moose.

It should also be noted that glowering at everything in irritation would probably be what Rosa would be doing even without the news of her class this semester, but there was just that tiny little bit of extra murder in her glare today instead.

If he was looking for a girl who looked princess-y, he was going to look right over Entrapta. Sure, her hair was kinda princess-y, being all long and purple, but the fact that it had a life of its own might take away from the royal aspect a bit.

The fact that she was wearing coveralls and a workboots and a shirt with a grease-stain on it (as well as a welders mask and goggles), probably also made her easy to overlook. Well, as a princess, anyway. Most people seemed to notice her in general.

Maybe it was the 'walking on her hair' thing?

And then there was Amaya, who was neither particularly thrilled nor irritated for having to be there, just generally pleased with another round of what was feeling comfortable and familiar, keeping an eye out for unfamiliar faces so she could track down this new Teaching Buddy of hers.

...though she supposed, considering her track record, she might have better luck finding them if she headed over to the beach instead of sticking around the picnic.

Actually, the get-up almost snagged Prompto's attention as much as the hair did. Well, okay, not even close to as much as the hair did, but there was always a certain allure for him in a girl all geared up to get some work done ~~even when not so blatantly fanservicey as some~~.

The hair, though, now that was definitely something new, and while he might have shook his head back into focus on the fact that he was looking for a princess, he just couldn't get over that hair and the whole fact that, yeah, it definitely looked like she was using her hair and walking on it.

He couldn't just leave that hanging.

"Okay," he said, coming up to her, knocking a little peace-sign of a wave at her with a faint smile, dispensing a few formalities before getting to the important stuff, "hi, I'm Prompto, you're probably going to get this question a lot, but I've really, really gotta ask: how are you even doing that?"

And he would ask if it was something he could learn how to do, but it would take forever for his hair to get that long, and, truth be told, he really didn't think it'd be a great look for him, either.

Kanan had told her about the picnic. Free food was a thing not to be missed. She was curious about the other students and most especially about any that might've signed up for her class.

It had been a little bit of a surprise to Jack that anyone had. For once she's moderately dressed in untorn black jeans, a matching black t-shirt with 'LIFT LIKE A KROGAN' printed on it and the image of a Krogan throwing someone in the air with rays of white light. Most people here wouldn't get the joke and she didn't care at all. Cold enough that she had her leather jacket on but open and her feet strapped into knee-high nightmares of leather, buckles, and metal bits that pretended to be boots.

She looked, if anything, bored. She was trying for 'Hi I'm your teacher and totally open and approachable'. 'Bored' was about the closest she could manage. Jack looked at the kids milling about while she grazed the table and tried to pick out what she wanted to eat.

Soooooo...this was the new school, huh? This was what Sweet Dee had signed up for. Some weird little island castle school off the coast of Maryland that was not doing a very good job of fitting her expectations of being some hoity-toity fancy British school or something where she'd totally win everyone over with her perfect (not even close) accent and effortless (again, not even remotely) charm, and wind up winning over some posh English version of Josh Groban or a prince in disguise or something. But, no, this was definitely giving off more of a budget Barry Plodder-meets-ComicCon bullshit vibe, and she was so not into that.

What a bunch of losers.

So this first impression was not great, as she sort of stood there wondering why she'd bothered coming all the way (so, so far, you guys) from Philly just for...this...while drinking deeply from a can of soda that was so not big enough.

Because that can of soda was absolutely filled with wine.

Or it was, about five minutes ago.

"The hell, Kanan, are you a parade float now?" Jack said with a laugh, "Do I need to find a holiday to get you a shop-vac and leave it in front of your door?"

She would. She'd paint it to look like him and glue on a wig in a ponytail.

"Excited, huh?" Hey, Summer. Kanan couldn't help but lean over and grin at that delighted air that was kind of difficult to miss. "Get to be all responsible for impressionable young minds and all that?"

"I cleaned out the bus," Kanan muttered, facepalming the instant those balloons were secured to the nearest picnic table and he had a hand free again. "If there's any one thing students around here know best, it's glitter."

And infecting him with it, like some sort of horrible glitter fungus.

Summer still had an impressionable young mind! It was weird! And awesome!

"Hey, there, co-teacher." Every bit of her youthful exuberance was in full form today, no matter how much she'd want to be the Responsible Adult. She'd have a full semester ahead of her of Responsible Adult. Today, she was just going to be thrilled about new chapters and steps forward and shit.

She shook her head a little. "And this is where I say something like, 'man, they'll let anyone teach at this school, huh?' but we all know that's true, and putting me on the payroll's actually a step up from some of the current faculty. Present company included."

She gave him her brightest, sweetest, most innocent smile, then blinked, feigning surprise.

"Oh, hey," she said, tilting her head, gesturing with a finger toward his ear, "it looks like you've got a little...is that...glitter already? Or...actually, it looks...like a sequin?"

What in the wooorld could that be doing there??

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