fandomtownies | Graduation Brunch: The Park, Sunday, mid-morning to mid-afternoon

A banner, the letters wrapped with fresh spring flowers, hung from the trees, spelling out CONGRATULATIONS, CLASS OF 2009! No missing letters or anything.

Spread out across the park were plenty of tables and chairs, some under the shade of picnic shelters, some out on the grass in the sunshine. For those who felt like getting back to nature, there were even red and white checked blankets spread out in a few areas for old-fashioned picnic-y goodness. Lack of ants not guaranteed.

The long table that ran along next to the picnic shelters was laden with a vast ~~moddable~~ array of traditional brillig-y food, including fruit, veggie snacks, breakfast pastries, sandwiches for the especially hungry or those who arrived more toward the unch end of brunch, and a wide variety of J,GoB-catered desserts. Drinks included coffee, tea, juices and soft drinks, and while there were plates provided, there were also wee picnic-basket-shaped trays for carrying things back to your seat, wherever that might be.

A space had been cleared for dancing, if people cared to do more than just listen to the light music being played through the speakers, and there was also an area set aside for outdoor games of croquet, horseshoes, or frisbee.

Everybody's welcome. Come celebrate with the Class of '09!

[OOC: ~~Wait for the OCD. Don't make Eliza Doolittle have to cut a bitch.~~ OPEN! And no one had to get cut! It's a good day!]

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"It's an 'I don't wanna go, quick, tape me to the island' drunk," Reno decided.

Yes, that sounded about right.

Sokka bit his lip and nodded. "Yeaaaah, that's about right," he agreed. "It's over way too quickly."

He put his determined face on. "But, we gotta keep moving forward, right? There are wars to fight and worlds to save, and they've been on hold long enough."

Reno sighed and gave his shoulders a shrug.

"How did you get to be better at this than me, man?"

Fandom was home. Edge never would be. That made this difficult.

Sokka shrugged. "Well, I really DO need to get back to my friends at home, and... Okay, mostly, it's that Mel's already gone, so there's not as much reason to stay, and I haven't seen my dad in four years but he's probably gonna be there when I get back."

"Somethin' to go home to, then," Reno noted. "Sounds nice. I kinda feel like I should be givin' you a bottle of booze or somethin' as a parting gift. You're a weird kid, Boom, but I think I'm even gonna miss you once we're all outta here."

"You owe me, then," Sokka told him. "I'll see you at Homecoming."

"Homecoming," Reno agreed, laughing a little. "I'll be there, yo."

After all, somebody had to be here to spike the punch!

Graduation Brunch: The Park, Sunday, mid-morning to mid-afternoon

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