fandomtownies | Come As You Were Dance, Community Center, Saturday Evening

Originally, this was going to be a much smaller event, but then Fandom had to be Fandom and Portalocity had to be Portalocity, and now Zoe was wondering if there would be enough food for everyone or if she'd have to get things from the local restaurants.

For the moment though, everything was set up nicely. There were tables and chairs set up with blue and gold tablecloths, each covered with glitter from years of use. There were balloons, streamers, and other slightly tasteful decorations, also covered in glitter from years of being stored with things that were also covered in glitter. Don't worry, no one had died from a glitter overdose yet.

Once the food was set out and the (non-tainted) punch was ready, it seemed like things were as good to go as they'd ever be. If things got too crowded, hopefully a fire marshal wasn't among the folks who had come back to town.

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"What if they're plotting to take over the world?" Dawn whispered to Rikku, now checking for the first international random duck battalion to invade the party.

Because she was with Rikku, and Luke and Mel were on the island, and Sam and Dean, and there were two versions of her sister here, and while she felt crazy safe, this kind of weird stuff sometimes happened.

Dawn started giggling at the idea of chasing Angel around with a bucket of fried chicken. "Live, I think."

This was hugely important. Dawn was beginning to suspect she might have a spy on her hands back in Scotland, and needed to know proper interrogation procedures. "Do you have to hit, or is okay to just, y'know...tie them to something and do things until they give in."

"Oh my gosh, what if we're the first ones to figure out the Duck Conspiracy?" she asked. "If they all start marching in, right now, run. Where's the safest place if the ducks are taking over?"

Somewhere high, maybe? But ducks could fly. They could always lock themselves in a basement!

Wait until Luke heard their newest clever plan. He would be so proud, surely.

For the rest, she cleared her throat. "Spy ... procedures can, um, vary? Based on ... what ... spy you have, and what they, um .... respond to? Hitting's just, you know, if someone, like, say, enjoys hitting, and if someone, you know, doesn't, then, just, things? Would be better?"

Reno liked it pretty rough. Dawn's mileage may vary. That sort of thing.

And then, in a jumble, "Makesureyouhaveasafeword."

"Shhhhhhh!!!!" Dawn waved her hands around, "Don't say anything more, or they'll hear you and then we'll end up in some duck prison, trying to learn what they mean when they quack at us. And, um....maybe a kitchen?"

Dawn was still pretty dangerous in a kitchen, whether there was evil aquack or not.

Somehow, Dawn didn't think Xander would be a big fan of hitting, or being hit.

"So, if, like, someone was really ticklish? That could maybe be used to get information?"

"Safe word?"

"We need to find someone who can speak duck," Rikku said solemnly. "Maybe one of the flamingos will break ranks and interpret for us. Aren't there too many windows, in a kitchen?"

Rikku was giggling, now. "Tickling works," she said. "So does, um, being really nice and then ... stopping, abruptly, and refusing to ... go on being nice?"

Fellatio interruptus. Worked every time.

"A safe word is, um," She darted her eyes around and lowered her voice to barely above a whisper. "It means like 'no' or 'stop,' 'cause ... cause you, you know, I mean ..."

Because 'no' and 'stop' usually meant 'yes, right there.'

"Depends on the kitchen," Dawn said, "And can you speak flamingo? Because I can't."

There might be a flaw in this brilliant plan.

"Oh."

Slight pause as Dawn put two and two together and got a clue.

"Oh!"

Xander might eventually get over that Dawn came to Fandom without him.

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