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fandomhighdorms2011-09-27 10:29 am
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Kappa Delta Gremlin Meeting, First Floor Rec Room [after classes]
The rec room had the usual table of snacks and drinks. It also had, in addition to long sheets of paper and a mound of markers and paint, glitter.
Lots of glitter.
No-seriously-did-somebody-spill-that-or-is-it-here-on-purpose amounts of glitter.
"Parents' weekend is this week," Quinn said, with just a little sullen pout to show how she felt about the fact that, as far as she knew, nobody was coming for her. "Which means we want to present the school at its best. Which means today, we're making welcome banners so theevents have a little extra sparkle."
Or, you know. A lot of extra sparkle.
"Glitter makes everything better," Rilla agreed, reaching into his basket to take the rattle from Jims' hands and wipe it off. "Well, other than baby toys."
That can't be hygienic.
"Besides, we don't want the guests getting lost and wandering accidentally into the bar with the smelly band members, do we?"
"Unless your guests are into that," Quinn pointed out lightly. "Or if you think they'll take the island better after a drink or two. In which case, maybe pick their seating carefully."
Rilla nodded. "Away from the space ship parking. I learned that last year."
Lots of glitter.
No-seriously-did-somebody-spill-that-or-is-it-here-on-purpose amounts of glitter.
"Parents' weekend is this week," Quinn said, with just a little sullen pout to show how she felt about the fact that, as far as she knew, nobody was coming for her. "Which means we want to present the school at its best. Which means today, we're making welcome banners so theevents have a little extra sparkle."
Or, you know. A lot of extra sparkle.
"Glitter makes everything better," Rilla agreed, reaching into his basket to take the rattle from Jims' hands and wipe it off. "Well, other than baby toys."
That can't be hygienic.
"Besides, we don't want the guests getting lost and wandering accidentally into the bar with the smelly band members, do we?"
"Unless your guests are into that," Quinn pointed out lightly. "Or if you think they'll take the island better after a drink or two. In which case, maybe pick their seating carefully."
Rilla nodded. "Away from the space ship parking. I learned that last year."