Careers Fair, Fandom High Front Lawn, Friday Afternoon, 07/21/06

[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

By lunch time, the booths were set up, the guests had arrived and there was quaint music playing from somewhere undetermined. Hawkeye is walking around with one of those portable microphone/speaker set-ups, roaming from booth to booth announcing the various guests that have come to Fandom to talk about their professions.

And despite what the mainland weather forecast said, it was definitely a nice, fine day.

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Re: CHILD CARE/NANNYING

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John gags and gets up off his knees. "Thanks, Mar."

He gags again.

Re: CHILD CARE/NANNYING

[just-a-spoonful.livejournal.com]

"Miss Poppins," she corrected.

Re: CHILD CARE/NANNYING

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Sure, fine, Miss Poopings," John grumbles, still tasting peanut butter and sour cream.

Re: CHILD CARE/NANNYING

[just-a-spoonful.livejournal.com]

"That is not polite, young man," she said sternly, frowning at him. "On your way, now."

Re: CHILD CARE/NANNYING

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"You're kicking me out?!"

Re: CHILD CARE/NANNYING

[just-a-spoonful.livejournal.com]

She made little shooing motions. "Run along."

Re: CHILD CARE/NANNYING

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Remember the thing about Rita Skeeter," he says over his shoulder. "Find her! I'll give you thirty bucks!"

Re: CHILD CARE/NANNYING

[just-a-spoonful.livejournal.com]

"I don't need deer," she said, rolling her eyes and smoothing her skirt.

Re: CHILD CARE/NANNYING

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John scowls but walks away.