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

Good weather had fallen over Fandom this morning, so the picnic conditions were looking fantastic. The bonfire was there for good measure, along with the makings of s'mores, because it was almost truly summer, right?

There was plenty of food, and there were tables and chairs set up all across the lawn with varying degrees of glitter stuck to them. Everything was ready for another welcome picnic!

[OCD-free! Welcome the new folks gently! Or not!]

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Obviously Summer was going to be here to try and scope out any newbies and get some free food, even if she wasn't teaching this semester, either. It was pretty much a necessity at this point, really.

And hey! She wasn't even hung over for this one! So that was nice.

"I'm not sure if there are new faces here or if I haven't gotten out enough," Rey told her.

"They're not mutually exclusive, you know," Summer pointed out with a smirk. "But I lean toward the latter. We don't get nearly as maybe new faces at these things as we did back in our day."

Which, to be fair, was longer ago than it had any right to be.

Don't think about the years. That way lies madness.

"It does make it easier to keep names straight, at least?"

"I guess that's one silver lining," Summer said with a snort. "Although, really, if someone's name is hard to remember, I feel like that's on them for not being more, you know, memorable."

"I've probably been the unmemorable person," Rey said. "But radio can at least remind you of who you talked to."

Thanks, squirrel spies!

"Or," Summer added, "if for whatever reason you didn't get their name, radio can let you know what it is for future reference. I feel like that happens at the bar sometimes, especially if it's a newbie and they get distracted by the jello."

"Understandable. The jello even throws me off sometimes and I've been going for years," she said.

"The moment I can no longer throw off even my best friends with my jello," Summer stated, in a grave and serious voice like a vow, "is the day I might as well just die, for real."

"First, don't say that. But also it would never happen."

Remember how they got to hot dog water seltzer Jell-O shots? Remember?

"Summer, hello!" Lana smiled easily, but she had the casual-but-determined walk of someone on a mission.

Uh-oh. Summer recognized that stride.

"Lana," she said, "heyyyyyy. How's it going?"

"Really well, thank you," Lana said. "And you?"

Yes, she had a (perfectly innocuous!) purpose, but that didn't mean she couldn't just chat.

"Pretty good!" Summer replied brightly. "Stark and I were stomping around my dimension's moon in the big metal ferrets my family has been using to fight space monsters these days! I hope we didn't tear it up too much, or else there's going to be some interesting new tidal wave patterns back home. Silver lining, maybe if they're fucked up bad enough, more people will chalk it up to climate change and be more proactive about it?"

Totally normal chit-chat, that was the Summer Smith guarantee.

"Anything that makes them help the planet can only be good," Lana agreed. "What's a ferret?" She hadn't come across one of them before.

Ooooh! Opportunity to show someone something new! Summer was on it, her phone all but manifesting out of thin air as she quickly typed in something and then turned the phone to Lana to show off the search results.

"This," she said, after selecting clearly one of the cutest but also most helpful images, "is a ferret."

She gave Lana a chance to give it a closer look before turning her phone back to pull up another picture.

"And This," she showed her the next one, "is my GoTron ferret."

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Lana laughed. "One of those things looks distinctly more dangerous than the other. Is there a functional reason to make it a ferret, or is it purely aesthetics?" There was nothing wrong with pure aesthetics, she was just curious.

"I have no idea," Summer admitted, tucking her phone away again, "probably copyright issues."

What did that even mean, Summer??

"Either way," she continued, "my grampa's super into them and just, like, collected them? But he got in touch with another collector version of him in another dimension that wanted to team up, because there's actually five of those robot ferrets, and when you get them together, they connect to form a bigger robot, and this other Rick wanted to make even bigger robots by connecting the connected robots, and it's a whole thing now."

"That sounds like it could get out of hand very quickly," Lana said. She got a little gun shy around giant robots. Still, this was Summer's world, and she didn't sound concerned.

Summer would be a thousand times more concerned with the people in the robots than she ever would be the robots themselves.

Especially when magnets existed.

"If it involves my family," she noted wryly, "things always do get out of hand."

There were reasons she almost never went home anymore, Lana! Except to fight giant space monsters with large robot ferrets!

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"H-hello," Stark said.

The hi had almost escaped that time. So close.

"Yesterday was fun."

"Hi, Stark," said Summer, with just that little bit of insistence in it and a slight lift in the corner of her mouth. "But, yeah, it was. I knew you'd have no trouble handling that big massive ferret."

Okay, yeah, now she was just doing it intentionally.

Stark was still working back up to hi. Maybe. The first time had been very sudden, after all.

"I'm glad you didn't doubt my ability to handle a massive ferret."

He would have been sad if she had doubted. He had enough doubts of his own.

"Thank you. Again."

Summer had genuinely meant it when she said that if her dad could do it, anyone could, and if Stark had fucked that up, she'd be seriously worried about him.

Aaaaand also probably 1000% more vindicated in her decision about breaking up.

She waved her hand dismissively at the gratitude. "Don't even mention it. I'm just glad you finally got to see the GoTrons. And you could see first hand why I ended up getting so into all that stuff in the first place."

Man, it was going to SUCK when C-137 went and fucked it all up for everyone....

If Stark were less capable than Jerry he'd have to break up with HIMSELF.

"I knew it had to be fun if you enjoyed it so much. I'd run off to do that whenever i could if I had one, too. But I don't think anyone has anything like that at home."

At least not that he'd ever heard about.

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