Sixth Floor Common Room, Friday Night

[glacial_queen]

By mutual agreement, Karla and her parents decided not to talk about about what was going on in Glacia and why she was here at Fandom. They still wished to know and were biding their time; Karla had pretty much decided that telling them would be a waste of time. All they could do was feel bad about it.

Instead, they had spent the afternoon handwavily wandering around the island, with Karla pointing out fun places to hang out and explore. Her father was intrigued by all the modern technology and would have been happy to spend several hours in Karla's dorm, fiddling with the lightswitch, her ipod, and her laptop. Karla's mother, however, wanted to meet more of Karla's friends. Having been on the island for over a year now, Karla knew the best way to lure people into one place.

Several orders of takeout later, the sixth floor common room was filled with dishes from Il Pollo, the Lobster Hut, Ching Tai, and, of course, Pizza Planet. She couldn't let her parents come to Fandom and not try pizza!

[Open for any night-owls!]

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[glacial_queen]

"Don't get too comfortable," Karla said with a sigh. "As soon as you do, Fandom takes that as an opportunity to switch things around on you again."

She struggled to think of a Fandom adventure she could relate in front of her parents. The invasions were all right out, as were the the days when males turned into females and vice versa--not that Karla was keen to talk about those days anyway. Sex pollen? HA! Not likely. And the only event she was less likely to talk about than sex pollen was the other-Fandom.

"Like the day when everyone went around singing!" Karla said brightly, finally landing on one day she could speak of in peace. "It's kind of embarrassing. You have no control over what you're singing or even why. You might just be talking to someone and then--bam! Suddenly your singing on the top of your lungs about something. Sometimes completely with choreography."

[eyesofahero.livejournal.com]

Singing. Still not as bad as crossdressing. But now he had a small chance to get back at her.

"Did you sing and dance much that day, then?" Cloud would have to wonder just what could he had sang; it most likely mattered little to the island if he knew something or anything about music. Still, if everyone was doing it, it might not have been terribly awful. Or terribly awful, but at least not exclusive to him; he could live with that, perhaps.

[glacial_queen]

"It's only happened the once since I've been here," Karla said, trying not to sound grateful about that. "But there are enough other odd occurrences to fill our days anyway. Just wait until your first gremlin bite."

[glacial-court.livejournal.com]

"Gremin?" Ilyse asked, dubiously.

[glacial_queen]

"A small pest that lives on the island," Karla assured her mother. "Moderately intelligent. They like to bite, however, and their venom is hallucinogenic."

[glacial-court.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I see," Ilyse said blinking. "Are they very common then?"

Karla kind of failed at being reassuring, it was true.

[glacial_queen]

"They're our school mascot?"

That was Karla's way of saying, 'yes.'

"But you can avoid them if you're careful and you're clever."

[eyesofahero.livejournal.com]

Gremlins, Cloud had managed to stay away from them so far. "The further I stay of them, the best." There was so much embarrassment he could and would take before flipping. Flipping was a bad idea.

Giving a small smile to Karla, Cloud sighed; maybe he was intruding now? The girl deserved all the time she could have with her parents after all, even if he understood well the need to keep the smothering away. And yet, she would miss that too later. Only then he realized that getting out of the conversation would be as difficult as keeping it up. Stupid social skills.

"If there is anything else...I suppose you might want to spend time by yourselves?"