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Fandom Radio, May 11
Lacey: Gooooooooooooood evening, Fandom, happy Monday, and welcome to WTFH radio! I'm Lacey Burrows, and all you new kids get to kick off your first week of workshops with me!
Katchoo: And for that, I feel really sorry for all of you. Don't get used to it. It won't last.
Lacey: And with her. Little Miss Cr --
Katchoo: Aw, for cryin' out loud, would you FRIKKIN' CAN IT WITH THE CRANKYPANTS *FEEDBACK* ALREADY?
Lacey: Fine then, Little Miss Gargles-With-Sandpaper.
*horrified chittering*
Lacey: . . . what?
Katchoo: Geez, what was so . . . you know, I don't wanna know. So let's get cranking here with the --
*THUNK*
*creak*
Lacey: Oh my gosh, are those the -- those can't be the notes . . .
Katchoo: Oh, for the love of *feedback* *47.395 seconds' worth of random reggae music* *feedback*. Hand the rum over -- hey! Get your own bottle!
Lacey: And get me one too while you're at it. Because *feedback*.
Katchoo: Wow, Lacey. I'm impressed.
Workshops Are Pretty Busy For What's Supposed to Be the Laid-Back Term
Lacey: The office was covered in paperwork today. You'd think that's not new, but it was literal. Arts and Crafts kicked off the summer term in true Fandom style, after the traditional introductions, by making papier-maché gremlins in jars. Mister Rogers was surprised to see Jen Walters in his class, and really, what's a first day of classes in Fandom without that sort of surprise?
Katchoo: A sign of the apocalypse.
Lacey: Okay, this is Fandom. Please don't joke about that.
Katchoo: You wanna ruin all my fun? Drama got to hear all about Sophie's acting background and the goals for the class, but because it's drama class and theater dorks can't be normal, they had to do introductions in character and improv a scene using props. And then they got to get critiqued, which kind of makes me wish I was there.
Lacey: What, were you the one hanging out throwing peanuts from the back of the theater?
Katchoo: Nah, just smoking in the balcony and breaking guys' noses. Parker got the TA job from Sophie, but negotiated a salary out of it. Nice, uh . . . nice work there. Civil War Re-Enactment -- only in Fandom would a class like that actually frikkin' worry me this much -- Jasper geeked out at the class about their syllabus. Introductions, yadda yadda yadda, people got to claim a Civil War general. That probably isn't anything like fighting over the best parking spots at the mall the day after Thanksgiving, but *feedback* it, I'm sticking to that mental image because it's funnier. Emmett, who's the TA, thought it was hilarious how many kids signed up for the class. What, in this town? Home of the fighting fetish?
Lacey: Did you have to put it that way?
Katchoo: You got a problem with that?
Lacey: I don't know if I can look at people here the same way from now on.
Katchoo: In that case, yeah, I did. Keeping Your Advantage: Terrain And You, known from here on out as That Class With The Really Long Name, got to hear about Ghanima's plans for the class and, yep, did the introductions thing. In major detail. Hyper Bouncy Girl was happy to see Blysse in the class, and Tiny Creepy Kid and Jaina just looked at each other. You two wanna share something with the rest of the class? Hyper Bouncy Girl and Leto talked about cabins and classes and blah blah blah, you people and your excitement.
Lacey: Excuse you. Please don't ruin it for everyone.
Katchoo: You really do have to take away all my fun, don't you?
Lacey: I have to get my joy in life somehow.
Katchoo: And you just admitted that in front of the entire island. Nice one, Lacey.
Lacey: . . . MOVING ON. Spy Games got to hear what they'll be doing this session, but they did a lot of talking too. Claire and Karla compared their worlds, Sam and Claire talked about Peter and made plans to meet up later, Sam and Karla passed notes, and Ellie and Claire talked about being cabinmates. They didn't do introductions, though -- they had to state three facts about themselves, and guess which ones were true and which ones weren't. And -- wait a second. Am I reading this right? You, Crankypants, ended up the TA?
Katchoo: Yeah, yeah. I didn't even sign up for that class. Dean got the other TA job, plus Sarah talked to Ellie after class about how in Ellie's future she's gonna date her brother. Sarah is, I mean.
Lacey: Pronouns are not your friend. This is what proper names are for. Stop confusing people.
Katchoo: Again with the taking all my fun away. And Basketball . . . got to, y'know, play basketball while Lily played the guitar.
Lacey: I always thought you got sampled clips of seventies hits as music at basketball games.
Katchoo: Like I would know. Mitchell and Minsc had office hours. So did Gibbs, who was going through the curriculum for the old Criminal Justice courses. One of the squirrels is really concerned about whether he recycles.
Lacey: Oooh, I approve. Glinda redecorated her new office and met Minsc, who was glad to meet her even if she's not much of a fighter. That seems so sweet somehow.
Katchoo: Speaking of which . . . good freaking god.
Dorms and Cabins -- Who Gave All Of You Sugar?
Lacey: You know, the size of this stack of notes aside, aww, I love this part of the year. It's so exciting. Makes me wish I was a kid again.
Katchoo: Oh, give it time. Give it time. Unless the island just hates you that much that you miss out.
Lacey: Honestly, what did I ever do to the island?!? *sniffle*
Katchoo: . . . AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Lacey: Anyway. The sixth floor was the site of the first day of the senior summer project, where Johnny Storm and John Sheppard pitched in to help with the renovations under Constable Fraser and Professor Dex's supervision. Jack Burton took a break on the deck this morning, too, in the middle of moving things down to the cabins.
Katchoo: And then there was the salle. With Arthur in it. Joy. Apparently we're supposed to hide the children, because he was actually in a good mood, but I refuse to believe that's possible.
Lacey: Look, I've seen you smile. If that's possible, it's possible for him to be in a good mood.
Katchoo: I AM NOTHING LIKE HIM, YOU DINGY *FEEDBACK*.
Lacey Riiiiiiiiiiiight. Fiona showed up and started flinging a yo-yo around, and Arthur refused to believe it was a weapon.
Katchoo: And refused to spar with her because she's a girl. Men. Geez. And yet there he was, catching up on all the invasions-and-adventures talk and addressing Gwynn as "Sir." Fiona and Gwynn had a girl-power kind of moment, and Romeo wasn't there to work out so much as talk with Arthur. But stop the frikkin' presses, Arthur was impressed with Elspeth's swordwork. So was Dinah, but y'know, Hyper Bouncy Girl, who talked to Elspeth about how Arthur's actually giving her swordwork lessons even with that whole being-a-girl thing. Again, I say, men. Gawd. Dinah talked to Arthur, surprise, about Morgana --
Lacey: Not the kid you and --
Katchoo: WE DO NOT SPEAK OF THAT EVER. Or about Merlin and Francine . . . sucking face . . . okay, which of you squirrels is responsible for that note? Dinah and Fiona discussed shopping trips and the, uh, hardcore-ness of Fiona's yo-yo, and how Arthur's a prat and I'm not arguing on that point.
Lacey: Except for the part about how your choice of words would have a squirrel laying on the censor button. That is, more than they already do around you. If a squirrel comes down with repetitive stress injuries because of you, will you feel even the tiniest bit of remorse? Are you capable of that at all? Do you even have a soul?
Katchoo: Can the melodramatics, will ya? Arthur talked to Kenshin about . . . Kenshin. And the craziness that is this frikkin' place. And radio. Which means he wasn't talking about himself. Which means the world might end.
Lacey: Alice explained about missing training because of haunted amusement parks and birthdays and would you stop bringing up the end of the world? Please?
Katchoo: Armageddon, mass destruction, cataclysm, end times. Bite me. You got a problem, take it up with the cable channels that do nothing but show this stuff.
Lacey: Folks, I am so sorry. If everything just ends sometime soon, before it does, just remember I didn't do it.
Katchoo: Technically, you provoked me.
Lacey: Did not. Also in the dorms, Shilo got a visit from Claudia, who insisted on her borrowing clothes once she found out Shilo only had two outfits. Ronan Nolan and Jack Priest had a picnic in Ronan's room, and Agnes . . . spent the weekend trapped inside her hat. That actually sounds more pleasant than being a singing wall trout, if that helps. Joan was in the third floor common room making sandwich-and-fruit lunch to share with people, and introduced Shilo to soda. Maron was glad the common rooms don't discriminate by your floor of residence and decided that Joan was her hero for having food. Jon is not Joan's brother, as they figured out, but siblings came up in the conversation, plus he got food. Win-win situation, isn't it?
Katchoo: 'cept nobody gets a stuffed animal . . . god, I hate the campfires. Except . . . hang on. Geez, Francine, your s'mores bring all the people to the Teddy Roosevelt campfire. Ladies and gentlemen, my best friend.
Lacey: . . . you have friends?
Katchoo: Priestly and his amazing pants-igniting skills -- the hell -- were trying to help her figure out how to get the campfire lit. Liir helped her get the wood dried out and . . . apparently I came up in the conversation. Franciiiiiiiiiiiine . . .
Lacey: You know, most people would be flattered.
Katchoo: That would be the operative phrase, yeah. Liir and Priestly bonded over being cabinmates and threw some talk about fighting aliens in there with talking about cabins and other crap. Ino and Liir got into a marshmallow fight.
Lacey: Will no one think of the marshmallows?
Katchoo: Oh, they do. As ammo. Francine and Ino talked about marshmallows and presidents' names being too long, and how blowing things up combats boredom -- Ino! Don't give her ideas! Stick to the talking-to-people part, will you? Priestly, who the squirrels say is not allowed to die, and Ino decided that the cabin names are the result of dress-wearing howler monkeys who throw darts. Which, around here, is as good a theory as any. Aw, darn, Priestly and Claudia aren't in the same cabin. Which probably won't stop him from spending time in the Teddy Roosevelt cabin with her, because it sure as *feedback* didn't stop him from impressing her with his knowledge about Millard Fillmore.
Lacey: Your American presidents are strange.
Katchoo: Yeah, well. Ino and Claudia, who recognize each other from art class, talked about their boyfriends. *snorts* Francine and Claudia talked about marshmallow-roasting techniques and the possible toxic qualities of lacquer. Look, anything you have to spell with a C-Q probably is. Griff and Claudia worked out the cabin living situation stuff and how Claudia's allowed to wake him up if he snores too much. Also, she's evil, apparently. Francine and Griff talked about crabby aunts and other gossipy crap, Ino and Griff compared names, Priestly wondered if Griff was sick of being pegged as a new kid and told him about gremlins, Chie came to get s'mores without Francine having to tell her twice, Claudia was excited about meeting Chie because she's a new kid, Leto and Alice multitasked by talking about cabin names while making out, Leto and Francine talked about cooking food over a fire, Priestly and Alice talked about cabin names and Communist conspiracies, and Alice and Francine talked about cabin names and how the Roosevelts are related. Francie? I love you, but I think you owe me those baked goods now.
Lacey: That might have been the most disturbing thing I've ever heard. Out at the main campfire, Alex Karev was indulging in a nasty tobacco habit --
Katchoo: Hey!
Lacey: Like I said. Fiona stayed out of the way of the smoke, but not out of the way of the sarcasm, and Agnes wanted to know if she'd had a bad day, which she hasn't; everything's just new to her. Alex thought Ben Skywalker looked like he was ten and wanted to know if he was British, and Ben and Fiona talked about classes, timeline weirdness, and where they're from. Agnes and Ben talked about new students' day -- there were no new Jedi, apparently -- and Valentine and Ben managed to turn classes-talk into emo.
Katchoo: Classes and emo. Not actually all that far apart, really. Angela and Alex aren't into camping much, and bonded over that and being shameless flirts. Everybody's gotta have a hobby. Agnes and Angela's conversation went to boring cabin talk really quick after it came up that Agnes hit on Angela once. Geez. Like there's anything wrong with that. News flash: Angela and Serena turn out to know all the same people here. But I think Angela pretty much knows everyone. Serena didn't get scared off by Agnes's *feedback*facing, and Penelope's face freaked Alex out more than her lighting a marshmallow on fire did. Or maybe it was her explaining how it's a curse. Fiona got a crash course in marshmallow roasting from Penelope --
Lacey: Actually, there's a whole trick to doing it just right that --
Katchoo: Nobody cares, Lacey. Or I don't care, anyway. Agnes told Penelope she missed the picnic because she got . . . stuck in her hat. Again, that's more likely than you wish it was around here, new kids. Griff and Alex were being snarky, egotistical, and annoying at each other. Translation: they're boys. Agnes and Griff met, and Ellie and Alex talked about pissing off Smokey the Bear.
Lacey: I imagine you do that every day.
Katchoo: Oh, yeah. It's right up there just after breakfast on my daily schedule.
Lacey: I choose to believe you're kidding, because you scare me enough already. Agnes and Ellie introduced themselves and discovered that neither of them knows any campfire songs. Someone's going to need to fix that.
Katchoo: Sure as *feedback* isn't gonna be me. Alex's ego annoyed Agnes, big surprise there. Valentine and Alex did the introductory crap, but she thought he was a ten year old girl in disguise. Alex's ego also screwed up an otherwise nice conversation with Elspeth, who had been envying his day off, but at least she had a better conversation with Agnes. Alex and Morgana introduced themselves and he wondered if her name just got an -A stuck on it because her parents were expecting a boy. Agnes and Morgana talked about invasions after all the introduction crap. I just want to mention right now that if I didn't hate all of you before this, I do now. Except you, Francine.
Lacey: Ben told Morgana about being from space and made plans to play a game with Zayne where Zayne might have a chance to win for once. Alex thought Zayne's name was the result of a drug trip, and he still hasn't come to terms with the idea of people coming from space yet.
Katchoo: That's like wearing a sign that says 'Kick Me, I'm New.'
Lacey: If a rash of those starts going around, it's your fault. Agnes and Zayne finally officially met, and Gabrielle wanted to know if this was some kind of ritual. And told Alex there wasn't enough nakedness for it to be a fertility ritual, and she wasn't going to show him how it was done.
Katchoo: I . . . can't decide if I would like that kid, or hate her.
Lacey: Maybe you should find out.
Katchoo: For some reason that idea scares the *feedback* out of me. Agnes said she'd leave if people started dancing naked, but Gabrielle told her there wouldn't be bells. BECAUSE THAT MAKES IT SO MUCH BETTER, REALLY. Zayne and Gabrielle talked about strangeness, which is pretty much the definition of this *feedback*ing island, and Gabrielle and Fiona met and talked about marshmallow rituals and how no one here's heard of Xena. Whoever the *feedback* that is.
Lacey: In Grover Cleveland cabin, K-Mart unpacked and told Claire that it's not bad here, even though the zombies -- that didn't happen. Really. No zombies. Honest. She told Savannah that she broke Johnny -- not literally, I think -- and Yakko asked if he could borrow a cup of sugar. But not Sweet'n'Low, because he has standards. Everyone should have standards when it comes to aspartame. Ellie made a call home from the cabins. In the Franklin D. Roosevelt cabin, Shilo was wondering why everyone couldn't stay in the dorms, but Alice was there to advocate for the campfires and tell her about how the island traveled last summer. Hurley introduced himself and told her to throw a sock at him if he snored, which had Alice wondering if she could throw something heavier than a sock. And there was a lot of activity at the FDR campfire with Merlin tonight, too. Or, well, the campfire that wasn't one because Merlin was having trouble. If this keeps up every night, I'm going to start worrying about deforestation issues. Merlin met Jack Priest, who's apparently heard of Arthur, but neither of them know what the cabin names mean. Which is okay, because Turtle was more than happy to explain that aspect of U.S. history to Jack, and tell him about the Seven Secrets of Success. For a price.
*cash register sound effect*
Lacey: That was new. Hurley and Merlin had plans for a s'more taste test, but there was the whole complicated matter of not having a fire. Hurley tried to get Turtle's mind off of scary clowns by . . . I'm not reading that.
Katchoo: . . . MORE RUM, NOW. Graham crackers are the sore loser in Turtle and Merlin's conversation about the best part of the s'more. Turtle likes the chocolate, Merlin likes the marshmallow, and I'm only mentioning this because Lacey's holding the rum hostage until I do. GIVE ME THAT, NOW.
*chugging noises*
Lacey: Emma confused Merlin by talking about contact lenses and how people can have powers and still be crazy around here. They can also just be crazy without the powers, but that's just me interjecting. Sorry! Turtle assured Emma that 'unique' doesn't even scratch the surface of Fandom as a description, and Hurley tried to fill Emma in on the Fandom weirdness too.
Katchoo: Pssht. Give 'em a couple of weeks, they'll figure it out. Merlin and Tony talked about how Merlin was going to get the fire started without, uh, other means. Kid, I swear, I'm gonna give you one of my lighters or something. Jack Priest told Tony about how there's no Canada in his world --
Lacey: -- oh, gosh. I'm so glad I'm not from that world. As is Tony. And really. Who can blame him?
Katchoo: Not the squirrel over here spazzing about where they get maple syrup from, that's for sure. Tony and Turtle talked about classes, especially SAT Prep since she's going to Harvard, and Merlin introduced Shilo to s'mores in a way that better not be as dirty as these notes make it sound because if it is, oh, I will hurt a *feedback* if you make Francine cry, pal, you hear me? That better not happen, considering last I knew before I headed down here the two of 'em were being stammery and blushy and stuff in my cabin, god.
Lacey: Someone's cranky about that. In Lyndon B. Johnson cabin, Parker was watching TV, and Sam Winchester was wondering what was on. Blair came by to scream at Chuck about not telling her Serena was here, only she ended up screaming at poor Sam instead. In Rutherford B. Hayes, Karla spiced up her unpacking chores with some colorful language, and Dinah and Tony came by to introduce themselves.
Katchoo: There's something to be said for people who don't let a little swearing discourage 'em from saying hi. If you ask me, that something isn't a nice something. Harper had stuff spilling out of her alcove in Warren G. Harding cabin, and Edmund asked if she'd help him with some clothes alteration. And told her she should maybe use the living room for some of her stuff. And this just in, Fiona crashed out for the night in Herbert Hoover cabin. Yeah, new kids, just so you know, you can practically make the radio news for breathing sometimes.
Town Is Weirdly More Quiet than the Preserve Today
Lacey: The trooper station was quiet today except for Daisy's data entry work, Alex Russo was looking through charms at the Magic Box, Bender was griping at the horses at the Gig for being hungry again, and at Wellspring Arms Worf was on the lookout for people who might buy things. Down at Stark Industries, Ender and his usual satellite work got their usual visit from Ben, who was looking for parts for a . . . caf machine, and got a little lesson in American presidential history.
Katchoo: This entire cabin thing is gonna be that, whether we like it or not. Middle initials and all. Mayor Summers and Jan were in at Town Hall, and the busboy down at Luke's has some new ambitions that scared the crap outta my cohost here. I approve. Covent Garden Flowers isn't hiring any more, and Eliza's happy about that, but Pixie Dust is, according to the sign Romeo put up.
Lacey: Dinah and Fiona were there so Fiona could get some modern clothes, joined by Claire who got a crash course in Fandom weirdness from Dinah. Dojima was there too, back from her trip to Japan, much to Romeo's delight. Nast Sporting Goods is hiring, too, and so is Turtle and Canary, where Hope came in to apply for a job. Maron got a free Squishy from her new roommate Turtle, who talked to Leto about being excited for the cabins and new classes.
Katchoo: People and their frikkin' enthusiasm . . .
Lacey: Zack got free Squishy samples. Apparently Smell of Newbie in the Morning sparkles.
Katchoo: Is it just me, or is that a little terrifying?
Lacey: . . . just you.
Katchoo: Right. Mohinder was working on crossword puzzles over some pie at the Perk until Veronica showed up and he thought she was someone else. Yep, the Fandom lookalike thing is still going strong. And there was weirdness down at the docks when Jack O'Neill and Jon O'Neill met. Gibbs got ihmself a no-frills coffee and bonded with Mohinder over caffeine addiction. Innit great what brings people together sometimes?
Lacey: Charming. Really. Alex Cabot was setting up her new law office, Cabot and Associates, in the old Legal Aid builidng, and Fiona and Jen Walters stopped in looking for jobs. Turtle dropped in too, but only to see if she needed any associates to live up to the name. And finally, to end on a calm note, Millie was staffing the clinic this morning, and left it in the capable hands of the nurses tonight.
Katchoo: Good *feedback*ing god, you people were busy today. I was busy today. I kind of hate you all.
Lacey: Except that part isn't news. And doesn't need a radio frequency to get broadcast.
Katchoo: Lacey?
Lacey: Huh?
Katchoo: It's still radio. And people still can't see you smiling.
Lacey: . . . I'm not speaking to you for the rest of the night.
Katchoo: Hey, score. Later, Fandom.
Lacey: Good niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh --
*click*
[[Disclaimer for the benefit of a new term: as much as Chewie gripes, I love you guys, okay? :D]]
Katchoo: And for that, I feel really sorry for all of you. Don't get used to it. It won't last.
Lacey: And with her. Little Miss Cr --
Katchoo: Aw, for cryin' out loud, would you FRIKKIN' CAN IT WITH THE CRANKYPANTS *FEEDBACK* ALREADY?
Lacey: Fine then, Little Miss Gargles-With-Sandpaper.
*horrified chittering*
Lacey: . . . what?
Katchoo: Geez, what was so . . . you know, I don't wanna know. So let's get cranking here with the --
*THUNK*
*creak*
Lacey: Oh my gosh, are those the -- those can't be the notes . . .
Katchoo: Oh, for the love of *feedback* *47.395 seconds' worth of random reggae music* *feedback*. Hand the rum over -- hey! Get your own bottle!
Lacey: And get me one too while you're at it. Because *feedback*.
Katchoo: Wow, Lacey. I'm impressed.
Workshops Are Pretty Busy For What's Supposed to Be the Laid-Back Term
Lacey: The office was covered in paperwork today. You'd think that's not new, but it was literal. Arts and Crafts kicked off the summer term in true Fandom style, after the traditional introductions, by making papier-maché gremlins in jars. Mister Rogers was surprised to see Jen Walters in his class, and really, what's a first day of classes in Fandom without that sort of surprise?
Katchoo: A sign of the apocalypse.
Lacey: Okay, this is Fandom. Please don't joke about that.
Katchoo: You wanna ruin all my fun? Drama got to hear all about Sophie's acting background and the goals for the class, but because it's drama class and theater dorks can't be normal, they had to do introductions in character and improv a scene using props. And then they got to get critiqued, which kind of makes me wish I was there.
Lacey: What, were you the one hanging out throwing peanuts from the back of the theater?
Katchoo: Nah, just smoking in the balcony and breaking guys' noses. Parker got the TA job from Sophie, but negotiated a salary out of it. Nice, uh . . . nice work there. Civil War Re-Enactment -- only in Fandom would a class like that actually frikkin' worry me this much -- Jasper geeked out at the class about their syllabus. Introductions, yadda yadda yadda, people got to claim a Civil War general. That probably isn't anything like fighting over the best parking spots at the mall the day after Thanksgiving, but *feedback* it, I'm sticking to that mental image because it's funnier. Emmett, who's the TA, thought it was hilarious how many kids signed up for the class. What, in this town? Home of the fighting fetish?
Lacey: Did you have to put it that way?
Katchoo: You got a problem with that?
Lacey: I don't know if I can look at people here the same way from now on.
Katchoo: In that case, yeah, I did. Keeping Your Advantage: Terrain And You, known from here on out as That Class With The Really Long Name, got to hear about Ghanima's plans for the class and, yep, did the introductions thing. In major detail. Hyper Bouncy Girl was happy to see Blysse in the class, and Tiny Creepy Kid and Jaina just looked at each other. You two wanna share something with the rest of the class? Hyper Bouncy Girl and Leto talked about cabins and classes and blah blah blah, you people and your excitement.
Lacey: Excuse you. Please don't ruin it for everyone.
Katchoo: You really do have to take away all my fun, don't you?
Lacey: I have to get my joy in life somehow.
Katchoo: And you just admitted that in front of the entire island. Nice one, Lacey.
Lacey: . . . MOVING ON. Spy Games got to hear what they'll be doing this session, but they did a lot of talking too. Claire and Karla compared their worlds, Sam and Claire talked about Peter and made plans to meet up later, Sam and Karla passed notes, and Ellie and Claire talked about being cabinmates. They didn't do introductions, though -- they had to state three facts about themselves, and guess which ones were true and which ones weren't. And -- wait a second. Am I reading this right? You, Crankypants, ended up the TA?
Katchoo: Yeah, yeah. I didn't even sign up for that class. Dean got the other TA job, plus Sarah talked to Ellie after class about how in Ellie's future she's gonna date her brother. Sarah is, I mean.
Lacey: Pronouns are not your friend. This is what proper names are for. Stop confusing people.
Katchoo: Again with the taking all my fun away. And Basketball . . . got to, y'know, play basketball while Lily played the guitar.
Lacey: I always thought you got sampled clips of seventies hits as music at basketball games.
Katchoo: Like I would know. Mitchell and Minsc had office hours. So did Gibbs, who was going through the curriculum for the old Criminal Justice courses. One of the squirrels is really concerned about whether he recycles.
Lacey: Oooh, I approve. Glinda redecorated her new office and met Minsc, who was glad to meet her even if she's not much of a fighter. That seems so sweet somehow.
Katchoo: Speaking of which . . . good freaking god.
Dorms and Cabins -- Who Gave All Of You Sugar?
Lacey: You know, the size of this stack of notes aside, aww, I love this part of the year. It's so exciting. Makes me wish I was a kid again.
Katchoo: Oh, give it time. Give it time. Unless the island just hates you that much that you miss out.
Lacey: Honestly, what did I ever do to the island?!? *sniffle*
Katchoo: . . . AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Lacey: Anyway. The sixth floor was the site of the first day of the senior summer project, where Johnny Storm and John Sheppard pitched in to help with the renovations under Constable Fraser and Professor Dex's supervision. Jack Burton took a break on the deck this morning, too, in the middle of moving things down to the cabins.
Katchoo: And then there was the salle. With Arthur in it. Joy. Apparently we're supposed to hide the children, because he was actually in a good mood, but I refuse to believe that's possible.
Lacey: Look, I've seen you smile. If that's possible, it's possible for him to be in a good mood.
Katchoo: I AM NOTHING LIKE HIM, YOU DINGY *FEEDBACK*.
Lacey Riiiiiiiiiiiight. Fiona showed up and started flinging a yo-yo around, and Arthur refused to believe it was a weapon.
Katchoo: And refused to spar with her because she's a girl. Men. Geez. And yet there he was, catching up on all the invasions-and-adventures talk and addressing Gwynn as "Sir." Fiona and Gwynn had a girl-power kind of moment, and Romeo wasn't there to work out so much as talk with Arthur. But stop the frikkin' presses, Arthur was impressed with Elspeth's swordwork. So was Dinah, but y'know, Hyper Bouncy Girl, who talked to Elspeth about how Arthur's actually giving her swordwork lessons even with that whole being-a-girl thing. Again, I say, men. Gawd. Dinah talked to Arthur, surprise, about Morgana --
Lacey: Not the kid you and --
Katchoo: WE DO NOT SPEAK OF THAT EVER. Or about Merlin and Francine . . . sucking face . . . okay, which of you squirrels is responsible for that note? Dinah and Fiona discussed shopping trips and the, uh, hardcore-ness of Fiona's yo-yo, and how Arthur's a prat and I'm not arguing on that point.
Lacey: Except for the part about how your choice of words would have a squirrel laying on the censor button. That is, more than they already do around you. If a squirrel comes down with repetitive stress injuries because of you, will you feel even the tiniest bit of remorse? Are you capable of that at all? Do you even have a soul?
Katchoo: Can the melodramatics, will ya? Arthur talked to Kenshin about . . . Kenshin. And the craziness that is this frikkin' place. And radio. Which means he wasn't talking about himself. Which means the world might end.
Lacey: Alice explained about missing training because of haunted amusement parks and birthdays and would you stop bringing up the end of the world? Please?
Katchoo: Armageddon, mass destruction, cataclysm, end times. Bite me. You got a problem, take it up with the cable channels that do nothing but show this stuff.
Lacey: Folks, I am so sorry. If everything just ends sometime soon, before it does, just remember I didn't do it.
Katchoo: Technically, you provoked me.
Lacey: Did not. Also in the dorms, Shilo got a visit from Claudia, who insisted on her borrowing clothes once she found out Shilo only had two outfits. Ronan Nolan and Jack Priest had a picnic in Ronan's room, and Agnes . . . spent the weekend trapped inside her hat. That actually sounds more pleasant than being a singing wall trout, if that helps. Joan was in the third floor common room making sandwich-and-fruit lunch to share with people, and introduced Shilo to soda. Maron was glad the common rooms don't discriminate by your floor of residence and decided that Joan was her hero for having food. Jon is not Joan's brother, as they figured out, but siblings came up in the conversation, plus he got food. Win-win situation, isn't it?
Katchoo: 'cept nobody gets a stuffed animal . . . god, I hate the campfires. Except . . . hang on. Geez, Francine, your s'mores bring all the people to the Teddy Roosevelt campfire. Ladies and gentlemen, my best friend.
Lacey: . . . you have friends?
Katchoo: Priestly and his amazing pants-igniting skills -- the hell -- were trying to help her figure out how to get the campfire lit. Liir helped her get the wood dried out and . . . apparently I came up in the conversation. Franciiiiiiiiiiiine . . .
Lacey: You know, most people would be flattered.
Katchoo: That would be the operative phrase, yeah. Liir and Priestly bonded over being cabinmates and threw some talk about fighting aliens in there with talking about cabins and other crap. Ino and Liir got into a marshmallow fight.
Lacey: Will no one think of the marshmallows?
Katchoo: Oh, they do. As ammo. Francine and Ino talked about marshmallows and presidents' names being too long, and how blowing things up combats boredom -- Ino! Don't give her ideas! Stick to the talking-to-people part, will you? Priestly, who the squirrels say is not allowed to die, and Ino decided that the cabin names are the result of dress-wearing howler monkeys who throw darts. Which, around here, is as good a theory as any. Aw, darn, Priestly and Claudia aren't in the same cabin. Which probably won't stop him from spending time in the Teddy Roosevelt cabin with her, because it sure as *feedback* didn't stop him from impressing her with his knowledge about Millard Fillmore.
Lacey: Your American presidents are strange.
Katchoo: Yeah, well. Ino and Claudia, who recognize each other from art class, talked about their boyfriends. *snorts* Francine and Claudia talked about marshmallow-roasting techniques and the possible toxic qualities of lacquer. Look, anything you have to spell with a C-Q probably is. Griff and Claudia worked out the cabin living situation stuff and how Claudia's allowed to wake him up if he snores too much. Also, she's evil, apparently. Francine and Griff talked about crabby aunts and other gossipy crap, Ino and Griff compared names, Priestly wondered if Griff was sick of being pegged as a new kid and told him about gremlins, Chie came to get s'mores without Francine having to tell her twice, Claudia was excited about meeting Chie because she's a new kid, Leto and Alice multitasked by talking about cabin names while making out, Leto and Francine talked about cooking food over a fire, Priestly and Alice talked about cabin names and Communist conspiracies, and Alice and Francine talked about cabin names and how the Roosevelts are related. Francie? I love you, but I think you owe me those baked goods now.
Lacey: That might have been the most disturbing thing I've ever heard. Out at the main campfire, Alex Karev was indulging in a nasty tobacco habit --
Katchoo: Hey!
Lacey: Like I said. Fiona stayed out of the way of the smoke, but not out of the way of the sarcasm, and Agnes wanted to know if she'd had a bad day, which she hasn't; everything's just new to her. Alex thought Ben Skywalker looked like he was ten and wanted to know if he was British, and Ben and Fiona talked about classes, timeline weirdness, and where they're from. Agnes and Ben talked about new students' day -- there were no new Jedi, apparently -- and Valentine and Ben managed to turn classes-talk into emo.
Katchoo: Classes and emo. Not actually all that far apart, really. Angela and Alex aren't into camping much, and bonded over that and being shameless flirts. Everybody's gotta have a hobby. Agnes and Angela's conversation went to boring cabin talk really quick after it came up that Agnes hit on Angela once. Geez. Like there's anything wrong with that. News flash: Angela and Serena turn out to know all the same people here. But I think Angela pretty much knows everyone. Serena didn't get scared off by Agnes's *feedback*facing, and Penelope's face freaked Alex out more than her lighting a marshmallow on fire did. Or maybe it was her explaining how it's a curse. Fiona got a crash course in marshmallow roasting from Penelope --
Lacey: Actually, there's a whole trick to doing it just right that --
Katchoo: Nobody cares, Lacey. Or I don't care, anyway. Agnes told Penelope she missed the picnic because she got . . . stuck in her hat. Again, that's more likely than you wish it was around here, new kids. Griff and Alex were being snarky, egotistical, and annoying at each other. Translation: they're boys. Agnes and Griff met, and Ellie and Alex talked about pissing off Smokey the Bear.
Lacey: I imagine you do that every day.
Katchoo: Oh, yeah. It's right up there just after breakfast on my daily schedule.
Lacey: I choose to believe you're kidding, because you scare me enough already. Agnes and Ellie introduced themselves and discovered that neither of them knows any campfire songs. Someone's going to need to fix that.
Katchoo: Sure as *feedback* isn't gonna be me. Alex's ego annoyed Agnes, big surprise there. Valentine and Alex did the introductory crap, but she thought he was a ten year old girl in disguise. Alex's ego also screwed up an otherwise nice conversation with Elspeth, who had been envying his day off, but at least she had a better conversation with Agnes. Alex and Morgana introduced themselves and he wondered if her name just got an -A stuck on it because her parents were expecting a boy. Agnes and Morgana talked about invasions after all the introduction crap. I just want to mention right now that if I didn't hate all of you before this, I do now. Except you, Francine.
Lacey: Ben told Morgana about being from space and made plans to play a game with Zayne where Zayne might have a chance to win for once. Alex thought Zayne's name was the result of a drug trip, and he still hasn't come to terms with the idea of people coming from space yet.
Katchoo: That's like wearing a sign that says 'Kick Me, I'm New.'
Lacey: If a rash of those starts going around, it's your fault. Agnes and Zayne finally officially met, and Gabrielle wanted to know if this was some kind of ritual. And told Alex there wasn't enough nakedness for it to be a fertility ritual, and she wasn't going to show him how it was done.
Katchoo: I . . . can't decide if I would like that kid, or hate her.
Lacey: Maybe you should find out.
Katchoo: For some reason that idea scares the *feedback* out of me. Agnes said she'd leave if people started dancing naked, but Gabrielle told her there wouldn't be bells. BECAUSE THAT MAKES IT SO MUCH BETTER, REALLY. Zayne and Gabrielle talked about strangeness, which is pretty much the definition of this *feedback*ing island, and Gabrielle and Fiona met and talked about marshmallow rituals and how no one here's heard of Xena. Whoever the *feedback* that is.
Lacey: In Grover Cleveland cabin, K-Mart unpacked and told Claire that it's not bad here, even though the zombies -- that didn't happen. Really. No zombies. Honest. She told Savannah that she broke Johnny -- not literally, I think -- and Yakko asked if he could borrow a cup of sugar. But not Sweet'n'Low, because he has standards. Everyone should have standards when it comes to aspartame. Ellie made a call home from the cabins. In the Franklin D. Roosevelt cabin, Shilo was wondering why everyone couldn't stay in the dorms, but Alice was there to advocate for the campfires and tell her about how the island traveled last summer. Hurley introduced himself and told her to throw a sock at him if he snored, which had Alice wondering if she could throw something heavier than a sock. And there was a lot of activity at the FDR campfire with Merlin tonight, too. Or, well, the campfire that wasn't one because Merlin was having trouble. If this keeps up every night, I'm going to start worrying about deforestation issues. Merlin met Jack Priest, who's apparently heard of Arthur, but neither of them know what the cabin names mean. Which is okay, because Turtle was more than happy to explain that aspect of U.S. history to Jack, and tell him about the Seven Secrets of Success. For a price.
*cash register sound effect*
Lacey: That was new. Hurley and Merlin had plans for a s'more taste test, but there was the whole complicated matter of not having a fire. Hurley tried to get Turtle's mind off of scary clowns by . . . I'm not reading that.
Katchoo: . . . MORE RUM, NOW. Graham crackers are the sore loser in Turtle and Merlin's conversation about the best part of the s'more. Turtle likes the chocolate, Merlin likes the marshmallow, and I'm only mentioning this because Lacey's holding the rum hostage until I do. GIVE ME THAT, NOW.
*chugging noises*
Lacey: Emma confused Merlin by talking about contact lenses and how people can have powers and still be crazy around here. They can also just be crazy without the powers, but that's just me interjecting. Sorry! Turtle assured Emma that 'unique' doesn't even scratch the surface of Fandom as a description, and Hurley tried to fill Emma in on the Fandom weirdness too.
Katchoo: Pssht. Give 'em a couple of weeks, they'll figure it out. Merlin and Tony talked about how Merlin was going to get the fire started without, uh, other means. Kid, I swear, I'm gonna give you one of my lighters or something. Jack Priest told Tony about how there's no Canada in his world --
Lacey: -- oh, gosh. I'm so glad I'm not from that world. As is Tony. And really. Who can blame him?
Katchoo: Not the squirrel over here spazzing about where they get maple syrup from, that's for sure. Tony and Turtle talked about classes, especially SAT Prep since she's going to Harvard, and Merlin introduced Shilo to s'mores in a way that better not be as dirty as these notes make it sound because if it is, oh, I will hurt a *feedback* if you make Francine cry, pal, you hear me? That better not happen, considering last I knew before I headed down here the two of 'em were being stammery and blushy and stuff in my cabin, god.
Lacey: Someone's cranky about that. In Lyndon B. Johnson cabin, Parker was watching TV, and Sam Winchester was wondering what was on. Blair came by to scream at Chuck about not telling her Serena was here, only she ended up screaming at poor Sam instead. In Rutherford B. Hayes, Karla spiced up her unpacking chores with some colorful language, and Dinah and Tony came by to introduce themselves.
Katchoo: There's something to be said for people who don't let a little swearing discourage 'em from saying hi. If you ask me, that something isn't a nice something. Harper had stuff spilling out of her alcove in Warren G. Harding cabin, and Edmund asked if she'd help him with some clothes alteration. And told her she should maybe use the living room for some of her stuff. And this just in, Fiona crashed out for the night in Herbert Hoover cabin. Yeah, new kids, just so you know, you can practically make the radio news for breathing sometimes.
Town Is Weirdly More Quiet than the Preserve Today
Lacey: The trooper station was quiet today except for Daisy's data entry work, Alex Russo was looking through charms at the Magic Box, Bender was griping at the horses at the Gig for being hungry again, and at Wellspring Arms Worf was on the lookout for people who might buy things. Down at Stark Industries, Ender and his usual satellite work got their usual visit from Ben, who was looking for parts for a . . . caf machine, and got a little lesson in American presidential history.
Katchoo: This entire cabin thing is gonna be that, whether we like it or not. Middle initials and all. Mayor Summers and Jan were in at Town Hall, and the busboy down at Luke's has some new ambitions that scared the crap outta my cohost here. I approve. Covent Garden Flowers isn't hiring any more, and Eliza's happy about that, but Pixie Dust is, according to the sign Romeo put up.
Lacey: Dinah and Fiona were there so Fiona could get some modern clothes, joined by Claire who got a crash course in Fandom weirdness from Dinah. Dojima was there too, back from her trip to Japan, much to Romeo's delight. Nast Sporting Goods is hiring, too, and so is Turtle and Canary, where Hope came in to apply for a job. Maron got a free Squishy from her new roommate Turtle, who talked to Leto about being excited for the cabins and new classes.
Katchoo: People and their frikkin' enthusiasm . . .
Lacey: Zack got free Squishy samples. Apparently Smell of Newbie in the Morning sparkles.
Katchoo: Is it just me, or is that a little terrifying?
Lacey: . . . just you.
Katchoo: Right. Mohinder was working on crossword puzzles over some pie at the Perk until Veronica showed up and he thought she was someone else. Yep, the Fandom lookalike thing is still going strong. And there was weirdness down at the docks when Jack O'Neill and Jon O'Neill met. Gibbs got ihmself a no-frills coffee and bonded with Mohinder over caffeine addiction. Innit great what brings people together sometimes?
Lacey: Charming. Really. Alex Cabot was setting up her new law office, Cabot and Associates, in the old Legal Aid builidng, and Fiona and Jen Walters stopped in looking for jobs. Turtle dropped in too, but only to see if she needed any associates to live up to the name. And finally, to end on a calm note, Millie was staffing the clinic this morning, and left it in the capable hands of the nurses tonight.
Katchoo: Good *feedback*ing god, you people were busy today. I was busy today. I kind of hate you all.
Lacey: Except that part isn't news. And doesn't need a radio frequency to get broadcast.
Katchoo: Lacey?
Lacey: Huh?
Katchoo: It's still radio. And people still can't see you smiling.
Lacey: . . . I'm not speaking to you for the rest of the night.
Katchoo: Hey, score. Later, Fandom.
Lacey: Good niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh --
*click*
[[Disclaimer for the benefit of a new term: as much as Chewie gripes, I love you guys, okay? :D]]
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