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

[bigdamnprincipal]

It was the start of a new term, and there were some new people around, so it was time for a picnic! The sun was shining and the last bits of summer weather were still upon the island, so a few of the lawn's sprinklers insisted on doing their spraying duty no matter how much Zoe tried to turn them off. In less frustrating news, the food was ready, the nametags were out, and everything was set up for a lovely picnic day!

[Flying OCD-free, have at it!]

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[ifwebeworthy]

"Oh, no, I'd be happy to help," Don assured her. "I just have to make the disclaimer first. How is the Isle of IKEA? I haven't had cause to go yet." You were missing out on the meatballs, Don.

[the_best_sister]

“To be honest I had no idea how to get there so I ordered everything online,” Yelena admitted.

So no meatballs for Yelena either.

“It’s supposed to arrive next Tuesday or Wednesday. I’m in no rush to start. I’ll probably spend the rest of the weekend cleaning just so this fuzzball can shed all over the place.”

She gestured to the soaked American Akita who wagged her tail and did not understand why Yelena was not letting her spread fur all over Don.

[ifwebeworthy]

"Well, hi, there," Don said to Fanny, offering her his hand to sniff. "Someone's been having fun, I see."

He glanced from the dog to Yelena to tell her, "My secondary disclaimer is that I'm not available on Thursdays." It was Thor's day, after all. It was right there in the name.

[the_best_sister]

There was a sniff from Fanny and then a complete rub up against his hand as Yelena did her best to hold back the wet and shedding dog from Don’s clothes.

“No Thursdays. I can work with that,” Yelena said gratefully. “And don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll have plenty of Allen wrenches as party favors by the time I’m done.”

[ifwebeworthy]

Oh, did Fanny want pets? Don could do pets, and if she got his pants wet and hairy, they could handle it.

"You can make an art installation out of them, maybe," Don suggested. He was only about half-joking. "What's your friend's name, here?"

[the_best_sister]

"Art is not really my thing but I promise to glue them up into a ball and give them to you as a gift," Yelena promised. "Along with pizza and beer for your efforts. And this fuzzbucket is Fanny Longbottom."

Oh, you were getting the full fur effect now, Don. Including a roll over and a request for a belly rub.

[ifwebeworthy]

"Very nice to meet you, Miss Longbottom," Don told her soberly, and then leaned on his walking stick so he could bend down and give her the required belly rub, because what kind of monster would refuse such a request?

"I'll hold you to the pizza, as long as it's not one of the owner's more, uh, creative specials," he said with a glance up toward Fanny's human.

[the_best_sister]

“Are the pizza’s made by gremlins too?” Helena joked. “Fanny. Have you no shame? Where are your manners?”

Fanny apparently had no manners as she accepted the belly rub and looked at Yelena as of this completely normal.

[ifwebeworthy]

"Not that I'm aware of," Don said. "The guy who runs it looks pretty human?" Well. He was half-human, at least.

Manners and shame were surely for dogs who weren't getting belly rubs. "Ah, she's a good girl. It's not her fault sprinklers and belly rubs are fun, is it?" he asked Fanny. "Is it?"

[the_best_sister]

“Fine. Just cheese and pepperoni. No apples,” she promisedd.

Fanny’s belly was now on full display with her tongue hanging out the side of her mouth as she gazed at her owner.

“I’m not taking you in public anymore,” Yelena joked.

[ifwebeworthy]

"You can throw mushrooms on there, unless you're not into that," Don told her, and then glanced down at Fanny and joked, "She looks real worried."

[the_best_sister]

“She has me wrapped around her paw and she knows it,” Yelena admitted.

This is why there will be three dog beds in her house.

[ifwebeworthy]

"I'm afraid I'm about to hurt her feelings," Don admitted, "but I have to straighten up or my leg is gonna cramp. I'm very sorry," he told Fanny. "There will be more belly rubs later." Because he wasn't a monster.

[the_best_sister]

No hurt feelings but as soon as Don stood up, Fanny rolled over on her feet and attempted to lean gently on Don’s leg, gazing up at him in adoration.

“This is how it starts. One belly rub and she’s your best friend forever,” Yelena said with a chuckle. “I think her feelings are just fine. Franny, come over here and stop making a mess.”