Alana had flowers, she had dance tickets, and she had a cheesy romance novel to laugh at if the day was slow. She'd even put on a red heart locker, which to her counted as positively festive.

She was ready to go.

April was wearing a glittery red bow in her hair and a pink dress that was totally unsuited for winter when she took her place at the table to sell tickets for this weekend's dance. She loved Valentine's Day, and while she didn't have a Valentine of her own (yet!) she was determined to uphold the spirit of the season with bold wardrobe choices and ( Read more... )

See Gwen.

See Gwen sitting at the booth selling flowers and tickets and looking incredibly bored.

Sell, Gwen, sell.

There was a table with Valentine's Dance tickets and order forms for flower sales set up since the morning. And sometime in the afternoon, Frank made his way to the table, ready for a full day of selling either or both. And he would stay there well into the night and eventually wonder why it was dark so early ( Read more... )

This was simply intolerable. He'd thought living on the station was bad enough, but Garak should have known by now that things could always get worse, and not only was he in a place filled with juvenile humans, but when he'd tried to leave, it had been ridiculously cold and he'd been pelted with confectionery. Confectionery! From the sky ( Read more... )

It was Tali's turn to run the Homecoming ticket sales table today. Not that she wasn't willing to do her part for the student body -- she had far too much of an innate quarian sense of duty to community to consider blowing it off ( Read more... )

Maria only had one class on Wednesdays, so before and after class she was sitting under the very glittery Homecoming banner selling tickets. Tickets that were also a bit glittery because glitter migrated everywhere. When you came to by your ticket or tickets. she would also remind you to vote for the Homecoming Court.

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The homecoming dance was approaching, and April, a freshman who was way too proud of being on student council, was very excited for it ( Read more... )

Last year Gwen hadn't signed up for this, hated everything, and didn't know how this was her life. This year most of that was still true, but she did sign up for this on purpose, which was what led to those other two things. She was spending her day sitting under a super glittery banner reading "HOMECOMING TICKETS" and waiting for people to show up ( Read more... )

Somewhere in the depth of a long forgotten storage closet, a great evil awoke from its slumber ( Read more... )