Please don't ask what Gabrielle had threatened Emmett with that had him acting fairly subdued; it had nothing at all to do with her pulling rank as an Amazon princess ( Read more... )

What Emmett and Gabrielle planned to do when they got to the classroom -- it's a little moot to explain now but the supplies included crepe paper streamers, green jello and Chinese-finger-cuffs -- was, well, a little moot when they found it had already been decorated.

With a bouncing, swaying, humming, chanting, rainbow-hued cacophony of flowers" ( Read more... )

"Okay, so, for some of you guys, graduation's coming up," said Emmett. "Friends, family, people who didn't know you had a sudden epiphany about liking people shaped like you... or aliens or doing it while hanging upside down wrapped in clingfilm ( Read more... )

"So," Gabrielle began, already helping herself to a piece of coffee cake from the spread of pastries that made up today's snack table, "it looks like I missed out on an interesting experience this past weekend. There were a lot of pretty . . . unconventional families on the island, and it's good to know people took that more or less in stride. ( Read more... )

Really, anyone who walked into this meeting on Thursdays and was still confused by the way Gabrielle kept looking at Emmett like he was a flashing neon purple hydra from another planet . . . had only to look at the karaoke machine set up at the front of the room, next to a box full of glam wigs. (You could practically smell the Aquanet ( Read more... )

Luckily for all of you, Gabrielle had no concept of April Fool's Day, so the arrangement of snacks (including nachos, gummi bears, and doughnuts today) wasn't pranked. Nor were there any trick drink cups that would make you dribble on yourself, whoopee cushions on the chairs, or toy kaleidoscopes that would leave a ring around your eye. (She was ( Read more... )

What with the fog and the reports of people attacking each other, Gabrielle and Emmett thought it might be best to not bother with an official club meeting this week. That might be a tragedy, considering the potential entertainment value inherent should Gabrielle and Emmett mistake each other for monkeyponies or lizard monsters and have an ( Read more... )

Today, there was pie. An abundance of pie, actually; the pirats had given Gabrielle ideas ( Read more... )

Emmett had kept the decor to a tasteful minimum today: the desks had been pushed back to the walls of the classroom and the empty space in the center was filled with colorful (okay, some were glittery) throw pillows for lounging and watching the projection-tv up near the front ( Read more... )

There were doughnuts on the snack table today . . . and grapes, because that was what happened when Gabrielle picked out the food. She'd retained a small bowl of grapes for herself and was picking at it while people arrived ( Read more... )