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Luau, The Main Campfire, Friday evening

The main campfire had been turned into a tropical paradise... without the tropics. There were leis and grass skirts to wear, tropical music playing, a buffet table, and the infamous Limbo Stick of Destiny, an artifact brought back to America from World War II. Noody knows what happens when a person wins a limbo competition involving the Limbo Stick of Destiny, but several experts on the subject suggest that "absolutely nothing happens except maybe you win a little trophy."

It was party time at the Fandom High Summer Camp.

[OOC: OCD is up. Yes, there is pig, poi, and sometimes the band will switch from generic tropical music to 60's beach movie music, or maybe reggae, or Raffi. They're unpredictable like that.

The luau takes place during a long break in the rain that

fh_weather is reporting. Yes, I'm modding the weather. Admin privilege.]

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"True," Dean admitted. "And sleeping with a gnome is probably nicer than sleeping with a duck."

Peter grinned at the memory. "The ducks didn't stick around though. That was a strictly in and out deal. But it was fun while it lasted."

"You've certainly made use of your cabin time, I'll give you that."

"I'll be sad to see it go," Peter replied. "It's been a good few weeks. But speaking of making the most of it, didn't I hear something on the radio about your cabin and some game?"

"Game?" Dean said blankly.

Peter shook his head, "I don't remember. Someone seemed to be very pleased on the radio about stuff going on in your cabin."

"You mean the kissing thing on Monday?"

"Kissing thing?" Peter asked. "I suppose..." He paused. "You played kissing games with your cabin of mostly guys?"

"Jaye provided free alcohol and kissed Rory," Dean explained.

Peter's brain broke. "Jaye. Kissed. Rory?"

Dean smirked and nodded. "Yeah. At length."

"Um," Peter said intelligently. "Why?"

Dean coughed. "There might have been some boy kissing in return."

"And now you're having me on," Peter said. "Nearly fell for it too."

"I'm not joking," Dean protested. "That's why Jaye had to provide all that free alcohol."

"You spent Monday night kissing boys because Jaye provided you with free alcohol and kissed Rory?" Peter asked, still disbelieving.

"Boy. Singular. And it was a lot of free alcohol."

"It would have to be," Peter said, starting to laugh. "Who'd you kiss?"

"Alec," Dean said shortly. "But it wasn't like it was my choice."

"I should think not," Peter replied. "That must have been...odd."

"Odd would be one word for it," Dean said, still not wanting to look too closely at the memory.

"I'd just call you mad, but that doesn't seem too kind," Peter said. "Still...Rory and Jaye, hmm? Men have been bewitched by worse."

"Dude, you would've been pucking up too, I swear."

"I'll take your word for it," Peter said, disbelievingly.

"I'll make sure you get invited to the next one," Dean said, nodding decisively. "And maybe Willow as well...?"

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