fandomhigh | Summer Shenanigans, Wednesday, June 10, 2020

"Good morning, everyone!" Anakin called through his bullhorn. "Welcome to another fun-filled team-building activity!"

Is everyone excited? No? Ahhh, you're learning.

There were laundry baskets out, along with scooters, and roughly 3,000 plastic balls in the center of the blacktop ~~that totally existed, shhh~~.

"Today we're playing Hungry, Hungry Hippos," Anakin announced. "Without actual hippos."

Which needed to be pointed out around here. "Because they are mean and not into team sports."

Because he'd called a few zoos to find out.

"We'll have three teams today, of six members each. One member each round will lay stomach down, clutching the laundry basket. The second team member will use their legs to push them into the balls at the center of the arena."

Blacktop. Whatever.

"The team with the most number of balls at the end of six rounds win."

"Listen for your names and retrieve your shirts:

TEAM CINNAMON SMELL
Wayne
Alara
Amaya
Stark
Astrid
Mae

TEAM WHAMP
Sidon
Shuri
Danny
Tahani
Shunsui
Alexis

TEAM RED DRESS
Steve
Duke
Beaker
Sabine
Kitty
Tony"

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[Wayne pushes Mae, Sidon pushes Alexis, Steve pushes Tony. RNG says it goes: Team Red Dress, Team Whamp, Team Cinnamon Smell, but it's close.]

Mae flung herself happily down onto the scooter. "LET'S DO THIS THING FOR CINNAMON SMEEEEELLLLLLLLL!!!!!"

Or for just gettin' this done and over with. But Wayne did appreciate Mae's eagerness.

"Pitter patter," he agreed, who confirmed that this was going to be interesting with his height and Mae's lack thereof as he bent over get a hold of her ankles, to start pushing once it looked like she had a good grip on her basket, "let's get at 'er."

"WOOOOOO!" Mae shouted.

And promptly lost her grip on the basket.

"Oops."

"Yer exposed to hold onto the basket, Mae," said Wayne, helpfully, as if this was the first round rather than the final one, but not breaking his stride or determination in wheeling her back around to go fetch the dropped basket.

"Duh, that's why I said oops!" She made grabby hands at the basket as they went by and managed to snag it, swinging it around to grab one of the balls.

Which rebounded away.

She was so much better at this in her head than in reality.

And Wayne, who was finding it harder than it looked to push Mae around, too, since he had a feeling it worked better with longer 'handles', hesitated just a moment, knowing it wouldn't help much, but, ultimately, he just couldn't help himself.

"...yer exposed to catch the balls, too."

He was super helpful, Mae. Suuuuuper helpful.