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

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

Other places might have been expecting a cold front ~~wtf polar vortex~~, but the weather in Fandom was just right for welcoming in new people. The bonfire was mostly going for decoration, but there were also the makings for s'mores among the food offerings.

Mmmm, summer food.

The food was ready, the tables and chairs had been spread across the lawn with just the right amount of glitter on them, and everything was ready to welcome a new batch of folks to the island!

[OCD is coming! 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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"Oh! Oh, yeah, okay," Julius said, nodding. He'd thought she'd meant to help him get 'set up' and that would be a lot to owe someone.

But a trip to the arcade? That was doable.

"But yeah, a trip to the arcade sounds great."

She might have even tried, if he’d let her, but pride was a funny thing, wasn’t it? So instead, she’d pay for this and let him keep his funds for the necessities, as it were.

“Good,” she nodded decisively. “As for the clothes and toiletries, there are a couple shops in town that should meet your needs in that respect. And they usually have good sales this time of year, too, since arriving here unprepared does seem to be something of a trend.”

Pride schmide. He just didn't want to be in debt to anyone for that much. That was how dragons worked and Julius hated the power that owing someone gave them. Especially when he had no certain idea when or how he'd be able to work it off.

And, okay maybe a little pride. They'd just met, after all.

"That sounds good," he said. "Maybe I'll do some poking around tomorrow to see what I can find."

Since his clothes were already starting to feel a bit gross, what with originally putting them on yesterday.

He gave Jules a small smile. "Thanks," he said. "Seriously. This has been so helpful."

Whereas Wolf Spring had always operated on a more collectivist strategy, people pitching in where their skills or their means allowed.

“Hey, you’re welcome,” she said brightly. “Is there anything else you were dying to know about?”