fandomhighdorms | Reserves: Salle, After Classes

Today, there was a notice set out in the usual place for the reserves group to pack it on up and meet at the Salle, where they would find an assortment of weapons set out, mostly of the 'blunt force trauma' variety.

Fun times with beating on one another today!

"Heya, guys!" And girls, all of whom, Zack was pleased to note, seemed to be back to their usual varying standards of normal, today. He hoped. He didn't want a repeat of yesterday and the mustard attack again. "We thought that today would be a good day to get into handling weapons again, since most of us got to take it easy over break week, and all. No blades this week, but we do have some batons and things like that to work with."

"Nothing you can puncture each other with," Kennedy had to put in. Because that way occasionally lay accidentally dusting your friends. Oops. "Which isn't to say you can't hurt each other a hell of a lot with this stuff, so do we have to remind you to be smart about it?"

"If you don't think you can manage to keep from bludgeoning someone with the batons, we have those noodle... things from last time," Maladicta added. Because there was just no cool way to say 'pool noodle'. Unfortunately.

"So," Zack said, grinning, because... really, there wasn't any way to talk about pool noodles without being seriously uncool, sorry Maladicta, "grab yourself a baton and pair off to spar, but be careful about it. If you're not familiar with the weapon, people can get hurt, and we don't want any clinic visits today."

... He totally had his hot pink pool noodle slung over one shoulder again. Just because.

And got a smack upside the head with a purple noodle. But whoever could have done that? Certainly not Maladicta!

Or Kennedy. Because hers was the dark blue one aimed at his shoulder.

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"But if you say yes it ruins the ending," Tara pointed out. "I kind of like the whole ... thing you just talked about. It would be like living in a Molly Ringwald movie."

A very, very gay Molly Ringwald movie.

But that made it even better, in Kennedy's opinion.

It was completely possible that no one would be surprised by this.

"Maybe. Except for how I do actually want to go with you," she replied. "Since I didn't ask you last year, which, by the way, I still kinda regret." And it was sort of her last chance, which she wasn't so much into thinking about.

Tara shrugged. "It's not like we were even really dating then," she pointed out. "We've had other dances, right? Not that it wouldn't have been fun. But it just means we'll just have to do it right this year."

What with it being Kennedy's last chance -- which Tara also didn't want to think about.

"Not at the time we weren't, except I already knew I was into you," Kennedy conceded, which had her trying to think about when, exactly, they'd started dating. She had the idea it had all just sort of... happened, somehow.

"Define doing it right," she asked; she was curious, since they probably had very different concepts in mind.

"We danced," Tara remembered. "So ... a lot more of the dancing thing this year. And, uh, maybe we get ready together, instead of in a huge group?"

She hadn't quite forgiven Emma for the wardrobe critique from the year before, no.

"Maybe instead of staying to the end of the dance, we leave a little early and have dinner or go to the beach or something."

Yeah, probably a little different from Kennedy's concept.

Well, the main difference was that Kennedy's idea had involved trying to figure out what exactly substituted for a limo on Fandom's tiny streets... because it was so hard to walk anywhere in this town, of course.

"Definitely a lot more dancing," she agreed, "and I have zero objection to leaving early." Though possibly for somewhat less innocent motives. "You make a good case for yourself-- so if it's okay with you, I want to go ahead and say yes."

Tara, grinning, said, "... I might have changed my mind. Maybe I should do the Warren and Karla thing instead."

From how close she was to laughing, she pretty clearly didn't mean it.

"Oh, not fair," objected Kennedy, laughing. "What's it going to take to get you to change your mind?"

Because she was so obviously going to have to cut a hard bargain here.

"Whatever it is, I'll do it."

Tara leaned forward and whispered, "I might make you bring me burgers and milkshakes for lunch tomorrow."

She was a fiend, yes.

So, so devious.

"Both? You want both?" This was Kennedy's So Very Shocked I Am Trying Desperately Not To Laugh face. "Wow, you really want to make me prove it. In which case I'll even bring fries and dessert. So there."

"You knew I was evil when we started going out," Tara said smugly. "Fries and dessert might make the whole thing acceptable, though."

"And I love you anyway," Kennedy returned smoothly. "It's a deal. Tons of lunch for you-- hell, all the way through the weekend if you want-- in exchange for getting the best Homecoming date ever."

"All of which proves you're the best girlfriend ever," Tara returned. "... which means I get the best homecoming date ever."

And this was where they started giving everyone in the salle contact diabetes.

No, they'd probably already been doing that from the start.

...Kennedy replying "Nuh-uh, I do," wasn't helping, though.

Edited 2010-10-19 19:55 (UTC)

No. No, it wasn't.

Nor was Tara leaning in to rest her forehead against Kennedy's. "We're wrecking your badass reputation, y'know."

Yeah, Kennedy trying to rub noses with her was the complete opposite of doing damage control there.

"So if someone points it out, I kick their ass. Problem solved."

Even though that would require disengaging herself from Tara, which she didn't look like she was about to do. Shh.

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