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

Whoever worked the weather magic around here had done an excellent job to make sure things were nice outside for all the new (and old) residents of Fandom. It was warm and sunny, but not so humid that people would melt. There was plenty of ~~moddable~~ food and drinks, places to sit in the shade, and more than enough nametags to go around. It was time to celebrate the start of the summer!

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Donald Blake was a name that Jane actually knew. But it clearly wasn't going to be the one she's known before Thor, right? That would be just completely silly and weird.

What were the odds of your ex showing up? Hopefully very slim. Because yikes.

But, there Jane was, popping up onto her toes unnecessarily to look around the crowd for a hopefully unfamiliar face.

"Obviously it's not her," Don was muttering, mostly to himself but a little bit to his god. "She's still in New York." With a husband and a kid and her MD. "I looked her up."

On the book of faces.

"Facebook. Yes." Thor did not ask why Don had been looking their ex up on Facebook, but the question hung in the air regardless. Don ignored it and told them both, "It's a common name."

"Donald?" Jane called out just in case this was some other new person. And was so, so relieved this wasn't the one she knew back home ages ago.

"That's what it says on my--Jane?!"

Jane, why are you Thor?

"Jane Foster, yes," she said with a confused and moderately worried smile. The last time she got a reaction like this was Anakin and boy was that a doozy. "Well, Dr. Jane Foster."

"Right," Don agreed, trying to rally. "Right. I heard that you were a doctor now!" Through his Facebook not-stalking, which also said you were supposed to be in New York and not Thor, that last one being extremely obvious because hi, he was standing right here. "You're, you--you look..." Great. Like you're not in New York. Blonde. Nope, he was just gonna say it. "You look like Thor?"

"Well, I've had my doctorate for some time now," Jane said, still trying her level best to follow this course of conversation. "I, well, that's a long story? You know me?"

Oh god, don't ask it, don't ask it, don't ask it.

"Did we date?"

Well, there you go.

"I mean, I dated someone with your name once, but you're very clearly not him. But that's still weird, right?"

"Okay, just...just give me a second, here," Don requested, and scrubbed the hand not holding his walking stick over his face.

Logically, Don could figure out what was going on here. Illogically...he had been forgotten for a very long time. Thor hadn't even recognized his voice at first, which might have been because it was different, hearing it from the outside, but...well. He was working through some stuff, and now Jane didn't know him. It was...it was a thing, was what it was.

He took a deep breath, rallied, and offered her his hand. "Don Blake. Hi. I think we might be from different universes."

"Hi," she replied with a little sympathetic sigh, taking the offered hand. "Jane Foster. That might be the case, yes. Sorry about that."

"Well, I mean," Don said, holding the stick up illustratively.

Also, what the hell did you do to your hammer, Jane?

"And yes," he said, "we did used to date where I'm from. A long time ago. Or I dated a woman with your name, who looked...somewhat like you..." In that she was not Thor.

Hey now, that was all Hela's fault.

"Shorter? Brown hair?" Jane asked, describing her real self.

"Yes and yes," Don confirmed. Why were you so tall, Jane? Obviously he knew the answer was 'the power of Thor,' but it was unfair, was what it was.

"Me without the hammer," she said, lifting Mjolnir up in all it's cracked glory. "It's a story and we can get into later, but I'm here to help you settle in to the island and school first of all."

"Right," Don said, because not everybody turned into a completely different person when they picked up the hammer. "We would really, really like to hear it." Thor would especially like to hear what the hell had happened to that poor hammer, even if it was from another universe. "So I guess they believe in trial by fire around here, huh?"

Hey, it could have been worse. He hadn't even spotted Tony Stark yet, but it could have been him.

"We?" Jane, focus. "It's sometimes a sink or swim thing, sorry. If it helps, I apparently look just like my teaching buddy's first wife?"

Aaaaall kinds of awkward there, Don. All kinds.

Yeah, Jane, you know, we? Him and Thor? Wait, they had thought they were one person when they were dating. "We can talk about it later," he assured her, and then caught up to, "No, no, we were never married!" Because he was your teaching buddy here?

"My teaching buddy," Jane said, looking a little anxious about that as she looked for Anakin in the crowd to point him out. "Uh, over there? Also never married here. Definitely never married anyone, personally."

But then she had to mutter, "...unless there are some weird customs in Asgard no one told me about."

Which was honestly possible.

"Not that would apply," Don assured her (and himself), relaying the information from Thor. Of course, that only applied in his world, with his Jane, but he was too flabbergasted to think of that caveat at present. Or that he was being unhelpfully vague.

"The dean who drove the bus?" he checked. "You married--I mean, someone who looked like you. Right."

Thor, so help her. If you secretly married her at any point in time...

"So, yes. I full understand the awkward. There's also a guy here who looks like a less muscular Thor. Which... you are from a place where I dated him as well, I assume."

Sorry, Raiden. You just didn't have the same bulk!

He did! It was the icons that were lean!

"You...also dated Thor," Don said slowly, because the fact that she thought she needed to tell him was...weird. "I mean, yes. You also dated Thor where I am from." Because they were the same guy, Jane. You knew that, right?

THEY WERE NOT THE SAME PERSON, DON.

"Well, yes. For a while. But he's in space now." This all made perfect sense, Donald.

That was very true! Raiden had a baseball cap!

Oh, no, that part actually made perfect sense, if not for the reasons it did to Jane. "Avengers stuff?" Don guessed. "Or Beta Ray Bill?"

"I think on a journey of self discovery?" Jane said hesitantly, frowning at Beta Ray Bill. Who sounded made up. Just flat out made up. "At least, that's what Valkyrie said. With the Guardians of the Galaxy."

Now who was saying stuff that sounded made up? Thor, hanging out with the Guardians of the Galaxy? Come on. But Don just said, "...well, if you say so."

"It's been a weird few years," Jane offered with an expression that said she was downplaying a lot.

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