Festivus in July, Fandom High front lawn, Friday afternoon

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

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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Re: Non-Festivus things

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Something wrong?" she asked innocently.

Re: Non-Festivus things

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Cold!" he whined.

Re: Non-Festivus things

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Awww... Poor baby," Isabel drawled. "Need to be warmed up?"

Re: Non-Festivus things

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

Greg nodded very, very sadly.

Re: Non-Festivus things

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel took off the hoodie she'd been wearing and draped it over his shoulders. "Does that help?"

Re: Non-Festivus things

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

Greg considered this, and shook his head. "Not what I had in mind. I think the plant was thinking something else, too."

Re: Non-Festivus things

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Oh really?" she asked. "You can talk to plants now?"

Re: Non-Festivus things

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"I commune with them," Greg said solemnly.

Re: Non-Festivus things

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"And what is the mistletoe saying now?" Pulling the mistletoe out of her pocket, she sent it floating into the air.

Re: Non-Festivus things

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

Greg tilted his head, considering, and motioned for her to come closer. "It's a secret."

Re: Non-Festivus things

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel stepped a little closer, "Really? But you'll tell me?"

Re: Non-Festivus things

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"I promise," he said, motioning her closer still.

Re: Non-Festivus things

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Okay then." Smiling she stepped up very close and placed her hands on his waist. "Close enough?"

Re: Non-Festivus things

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

Greg leaned over and kissed her. "I think so."

Re: Non-Festivus things

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Nice," she murmured. "Now this is a reason to celebrate."

Re: Non-Festivus things

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Happy Festivus!" he declared, using this opportunity to drop some snow down her back.

Sometimes Greg is very much a boy.

Re: Non-Festivus things

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Yikes!" Isabel yelped as she jerked away and pulled on her shirt to dislodge the snow. "You know what this means don't you?"

Re: Non-Festivus things

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"That it's time for me to flee?" Greg guessed, getting ready to run.

Re: Non-Festivus things

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Possibly," she said. "Or else it's time for you to get up close and personal with the snow." Isabel lunged, attempting to try some of the moves she'd learned in karate.

Re: Non-Festivus things

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Eep!" Greg was taken down pretty easily.

Re: Non-Festivus things

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Snow was slippery. Isabel fell with him. "Cold! Wet!"

Re: Non-Festivus things

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Your fault!" Greg insisted.

Re: Non-Festivus things

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Possibly Greg might have had a point. Not that Isabel would admit that right away. She stalled. Grabbing a handful of snow she tossed it at him.

Re: Non-Festivus things

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Eep."

Now Greg had a face full of snow. He retaliated by flinging a handfu; back at her.

Re: Non-Festivus things

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel dodged and managed to avoid getting snow in her face. It landed in her lap instead. She was wearing shorts. It was cold. "Yikes!"