Fandom High Welcome Picnic, Front Lawn of the School, All Day: Part I
It might have been the start of the fall semester, but it was definitely still summer in Fandom. The sun was shining and the temperature was already starting to get high, even as the NPC crew set things up for the day
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They were, presumably, cookies. Ones that he and Karla had handwavily baked for just such an occasion! You could tell that they put so much love and care into them just for the picnic, because they were more or less round. Some of them.
He was totally setting that tray on the table with a grin on his face.
Run.
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"Hi, Zack," she said slowly, not wanting to insult him in the face of his obvious pride, "Um ... those look amazing. Did anybody else sign up to bake cookies?"
Not that she knew who else, since Francine was gone, Kennedy wasn't exactly the baking type, and Jak was gone and not the baking type. Maybe Raven had thought of it.
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... If worse came to worse, there were several lovely businesses in town that would probably donate to the cause if anyone showed them one of these things and then explained that they had been intended for human consumption.
"Would you like one?"
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Temporary insanity. That was all she had. Temporary insanity and a general fear of arguing.
"Not right now," she said slowly. "I d-didn't realize you guys meant you were going to bake the cookies..."
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Let this be a lesson to you all. Only tears and pain can come from ambitiousness. Only tears and pain.
"Oh well, that means more for everyone else, right?"
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And hopefully a warning to everyone else.
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"I think that might be from the blueberries," he shared. That didn't sound so bad, right? "Or maybe the instant oatmeal stuff we used. We couldn't find any of the regular kind, but we figured oatmeal is oatmeal, right?"
That was a little more iffy...
"Or it could be the fish paste!"
Stop talking, Zack.
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She tried to fix it. "I like blueberries!"
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Because flowers had sounded so much more exciting than the all-purpose flour had looked, naturally.
"And so it was either fish paste or toothpaste, but the fish paste won, because we figured that it was made to be eaten anyhow."
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Buy her way out of this.
"Zack." Tara said, reaching for her wallet. "Can you run to town for a second? It might be nice to have some d-different types of cookies, just in case anybody's allergic to fish."
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"Oh, man! I didn't even think about allergies! Hey, no, put your money away, I've got it! I won't be gone too long, okay? Tell people that there are more cookies coming if anybody stops by?"
Maybe they should have used the toothpaste, after all.
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She waved Zack on. "Thanks for taking care of it."
By the time he made it back, she might have discreetly removed the grayest of the cookies to a trash can across the lawn, and arranged the better-looking ones on a far edge of the tray, so people would have to really think about it before taking one.
If Zack asked, she'd say something about a sudden rush and change the subject.
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She looked them over, tilting the umbrella back just enough to give Zack a look. "Are you trying to poison the students?"
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"What?" See? See those sad, sad eyes? "I hope not... It was supposed to just be a nice gesture."
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...somewhere... a blond prince was wondering the same.
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