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Festivus in July, Fandom High front lawn, Friday afternoon

Sometime during morning workshops, when no one was paying nearly enough attention except those concerned, the Fandom High schoolgrounds had filled with snow.

For the record, "those concerned" meant Rory Gilmore and several dozen snow cone distributors from the mainland. But who wants to ruin the illusion? Students who were curious might assume that it was simply a Festivus in July miracle, or some such.

In the middle of the lawn stood a bare, aluminum pole. Festivus tradition, you know.

[Yes, the schoolgrounds have snow. I'm weathermodding and saying it's cool enough today through this evening for it to stick, and it'll melt overnight. And yes, we're having Festivus in July. For those not in the know, here is a handy Wiki link! ~~Please wait for OCD.~~ Up, yay!]

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"Yes!" Willow said. "Peter mentioned it. You and me and him and Greg?"

"Yup," Isabel smiled happily. "If we can get our timing together. Even though it's summer and I don't have all the much going on, time just passes so quickly."

"Peter was suggesting maybe a movie?" Willow said. "I'll try to keep him from throwing candy on people. I swear some days it's like he's not even a - um. Knight."

"That's what we were thinking. Although if you want to keep him from throwing stuff, I'd suggest we skip any movies in town." Isabel wrinkled her nose. "Have you seen some of them? They exist only to throw popcorn at them." She tried to remember if Peter had ever mentioned being an official title in any of their conversations. At the moment she was drawing a blank ~~and too lazy to go reading through links~~, but no matter. It certainly made sense and seemed like a title perfectly suited to Peter. "I'd offer my room and laptop if you'd like to watch something more entertaining then lower B-grade. When Xander moved out, I made his bed into a couch. So there's plenty of room."

"Oo, that could be a thought," Willow said. "Maybe something classic and romantic?"

"We might have to balance it with something that has action and explosives. Just to keep the boys happy," she said. "But I'm all for the classic and romantic. What would you pick?"

"My first instinct would be Casablanca but I don't know if anything involving World War II would upset Peter," Willow said.

"I'd try and stay away from that," Isabel said. "Besides, I don't like movies that end with sad partings. I'm more of a happily ever after person myself. Maybe a nice romantic comedy?"

"Oh, what about that Tom Hanks/Meg Ryan one?" Willow asked. "With all the old music? Restless in..., um, some ~~meta~~ part of Washington State?"

"Oh that would be perfect," she agreed. "Sweet, romantic, a happy ending. Everything we could ask for. Of course now the question is, what movie could we get for the guys? What's a good buddy movie with some explosions, lots of action, and not to much sex?"

"Fatal Gun?" Willow suggested. "I know Mel Gibson is kind of scary now, but it's still a classic for cop buddy movies, right?"

"Oh that works. Especially the second one. Joe Peshci was funny. I can order them through Netflix. I should get them sometime next week," she said. "I'll let you know when."

"Perfect," Willow said. "Then we can be all snuggly with our guys. Who will hopefully not be big doofs, except in the adorable way that all but requires smooching them."

"Sounds like a plan. A very good plan I might add, since yay smoochies," Isabel grinned. "I'm going to go check out what other food they have. I'll see you tonight?"

"See you tonight," Willow said with a wave.

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