Curupira campfire - Monday evening

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Since she had no workshops today, Molly had slept in and then spent the majority of the day puttering around the cabin. The glittery was getting to her though. So, she went to sit outside for a while with her back to the cabin. She ignored the fact that she was almost as glittery as the cabin by now.

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[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"No it's not! Just...glittery," Dawn argued oh-so-coherently.

[stuckeyboy]

"I have sparkles between my toes."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn immediately glanced down at his toes, "You should try drying them off, first. Cuts down on the stickage."

[stuckeyboy]

"Well that doesn't do me any good now,"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Well, how was I supposed to know that you'd wake up, shower, and stick your wet feet into a bucket of glitter?" Dawn asked, having no idea if that was how it had really happened. "I mean, who does that?"

[stuckeyboy]

"Not me! The shower floor was covered it it! Almost . . . like it was made of it. . . ."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn shrugged, "It sounds like it probably was."

[stuckeyboy]

"Chyeah, right. That's ridiculous."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Why?" Dawn asked, hands on her hips, "It could totally happen."

[stuckeyboy]

Warren rolled his eyes. "Oh, great, you're going to try doing this, too, huh? I'm not an idiot."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"You're doing a pretty good impression of one."

[stuckeyboy]

"What, because I'm not buying all the crazy stories you people are telling me?"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"How about because you're ignoring what's happening in front of your face or under your feet?"

[stuckeyboy]

"I am not! I'm finding reasonable explanations for the things in front of me and under my feet."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"But what if the reasonable explanation isn't the right one? Doesn't that bother you?"

[stuckeyboy]

"You really expect me to believe all the--the unbelievable stuff that people are telling me?"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn considered that, and her fellow students. "Um, that sorta depends on what they've been telling you."

[stuckeyboy]

"Gremlins? Magic? That stuff is kids stuff."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Gremlins are real," Dawn sighed, "Magic is real, Vampires and Demons are real, Aliens are real, and absolutely none of it is kids' stuff. God, when did I start to sound like Giles, anyway?"

[stuckeyboy]

". . . I don't know who Giles is, but come on, now. I'm 17 years old, not five. I'm not just going to believe everything you tell me."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Fine," she shrugged, "but don't blame me when you get eaten or stomped by a troll."

[stuckeyboy]

"You guys just never let up, do you."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"No. Because really, the administration has it in for you, and they handed out packets with your picture before you got here, and told us to make up a bunch of stories and lies and keep telling them to you," Dawn studied him as she lied like a lying thing, "I've got ten dollars on you going nuts a week from Friday, so if you could wait, that would be great."

[stuckeyboy]

". . ." Warren pointed a finger and shook it at her, all the while making non-words that didn't have many vowels. Then he dropped the finger. "Okay, that's pretty ridiculous, too."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"So what's the answer?" Dawn asked, trying to let him work this out for himself, but seriously.