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Fandom Pride Parade: Saturday Afternoon

The day started with a rainbow. Not that there had been any rain last night, really. The island, noticing the ~~handwavy~~ posters up around town, had figured it wanted to contribute to the spirit of the whole thing, and slapping a big, bright rainbow into the sky had seemed like the obvious way to do it. By around noon, it was clear that the rainbow was going to be sticking around, too, less a meteorological phenominon and more a banner painted across the sky. Down below, little flowers had popped up overnight in bright colours, some mimicking the rainbow up above, some in other configurations; pink-purple-blue, blue-pink-white-pink-blue, black-grey-white-purple, yellow-white-purple-black, and so on. The flowers, fortunately, were there to be pretty, with no other weird effects on the island's populace.

Though, really, if presenting a bouquet of them to one's favourite person ended well for somebody, the island wasn't going to complain, either.

The parade itself was to start on the Causeway, a good gathering point for Fandomites in the past, and a fairly central location on the island. From there it would follow Griffin Lane to Galactica Drive, Serendipity Place, Godiva Street, back onto Serendipity and following it until it turned into Loon and Loon turned into Chimera. Then one final turn onto Apocalypse before ending up at the Park, where people were welcome to sit and mingle to their hearts' content.

The weather was nice, making liars out of the meteorologists in favour of shunting clouds aside for sunshine and a pleasant breeze. A perfect day for a parade!

[OOC: Open! Welcome to Fandom Pride!]

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Eliot's sister had sent him a rainbow cowboy hat, and he was wearing the crap out of it, today. He had several small braids in the underlayer of his hair, decorated in beads in both bi and poly colors, and he had a number of friendship bracelets from last night's crafting session on both wrists.

Otherwise, he was dressed just like he would be any other day. And grumbling about sun exposure and staying hydrated the way he would any other day.

A healthy Pride is a happy Pride!

Hannibal chuckled and nodded at the hat. "You are certainly festive today."

He had little room to talk; his own purple linen suit and indigo hat with a sunset-colored band and pocket square might be fairly normal (by his standards), but Sparkle had insisted upon him wearing eyeliner, too.

Eliot adjusted the hat with a smirk. "Apparently my nephew picked it out." Johnny had said maybe four words to Eliot since he'd met the kid a few years ago, but apparently Uncle Eliot had made an impression! "Plus, it's the one time Hardison and Parker won't be fussin' at me about wearing a cowboy hat."

He liked cowboy hats. Was just his damn luck to fall in love with a couple yankees who couldn't appreciate it.

Hannibal smiled. "I imagine there will be much worse than a brightly colored hat around today."

"Now, Doc," Eliot teased. "Criticisin' other folks' fashion sense ain't in the spirit of the weekend."

Hannibal laughed. "Fair enough. But Sparkle is wearing rainbow feathers; I reserve the right to tease."

"Not if it's actually gonna make him feel bad," Eliot said, more serious this time. "That kid has earned the right to wear anything he damn well pleases." And Eliot would perfectly happily make sure of that.

Hannibal raised his eyebrows. "Of course. I should think that that goes without saying."

Eliot shrugged, looking at Hannibal askance. "Yeah. Sometimes I wonder."

Hannibal just raised an eyebrow at him. He had never been anything but good to Sparkle, and had never been overtly insulting to anyone that hadn't deserved it.

"I once asked you flat out if you were with the mob, man," Eliot pointed out. "You know I know you got a mean streak under that fancy exterior."

"Only one of my alternate versions was ever in the mob," Hannibal said. "And I am never mean without a reason. Have you ever known me to be petty or belittling, particularly to those I care about?"

Eliot nodded. "Didn't know you two were so close."

"We've known each other almost since my arrival on the island," Hannibal said. "He has been my student, my TA, and my friend. In another of those alternate versions, I adopted him officially. I've been working very hard with him to get him to accept himself. So no," he finished, "I am not about to tease him past what he'll find amusing."

He'd already teased him a little, which was how he'd ended up in eyeliner.

"Well good. 'Cause Hardison and Parker have taken to him pretty hard too. And they can be protective."

And of course, so had Eliot, but he rather felt he was pushing his luck with managing to claim Kathy as his own.

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Parker's outfit was... a lot. A lot a lot. But hey, Pride was something she could feel like a part of, and that was a good enough reason to dress up.

Plus sunblock, because she was a pale milk-colored person.

"I brought a water bottle," she told Eliot. "You can borrow mine if you need to stay hydrated."

That was cute, Parker, really. "I got my own, darlin'. But I appreciate it. You can help me convince our boy there that he has to drink water and not just soda."

He reached up and gave one of the feathers a gentle tug. "You're gonna put us all to shame out here."

"Well, we're proud. And we're loud." Parker knew that some people would think she didn't count as being part of Pride, but she was living with two guys who definitely did, and she loved them, and anyway the whole thing was the kind of topic that just needed more people in a parade, she felt. "And we're not falling over from the heat, at least not if the two of us are watching Hardison for heat stroke and stuff."

"If he fusses we'll just have to tackle him to the ground and drag him into one of the houses along the route."

Parker's cackle there was definitely evil, matching Eliot's smirk.

"Until he recovers! And stuff."

"We'll probably have to sit on him. To make sure he stays put and recovers properly."

Hardison was doomed.

So, so, so doomed.

"Yup. Good thing we're looking out for him." She gave Eliot another grin. "I think we should do a check before the parade. Just to be sure."

That might make them miss the parade, though.

"I dunno," Eliot said. "You think we have enough time?"

Parker started to nod, but then the headdress made her sway. "Whoaaa. Okay. Um. Maybe not." They would have to get re-dressed or something afterward, wouldn't they? "But when he starts looking dehydrated, we take a break!"

Eliot reached out to steady her if she needed it. "Sounds like a plan, mastermind."

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