fandomtownies | Fandom Pride Picnic: The Park, Sunday Afternoon

Much like last year, yesterday's rainbow was still stretching across the sky, as bright as it ever was. The weather this afternoon was beautiful too, not too hot, not too cold. The island didn't even have to stretch to make that happen today.

In the park, there was a pretty impressive setup for a Pride picnic. The tables had been draped in tablecloths in the colours of various pride flags, and each one had a centerpiece that consisted of a vase with smaller ~~moddable~~ flags in it, free for the taking. Off to the side there was a ball pit, a giant inflatable kraken slide (Jono still wasn't actually sure where the slide had come from, but he was going to just roll with it), and other activities for people to enjoy. There were booths, there was the requisite food, and even the stage had made a reappearance this year, with a setup for karaoke if anybody was feeling daring, but plenty of room if anybody wanted to get up and play, too.

All-in-all? It was a lovely day with a brightly-coloured park open for everyone to come enjoy.

[OOC: OCD incoming!]

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Anders wandered in late and plopped down under a tree, idly dabbing his fingers in a pool of glitter and watching them sparkle in the sun.

Dante plopped down next to him sometime later, grinning easily. He let out a sigh. "'s nice."

"It's a good day," Anders agreed, returning the grin as he nodded to ward the rainbow above them. "Even the sky's happy for us."

Dante laughed softly. "Oh, is that what that is?" he said. "Here I thought rainbows were like, science and shit."

He liked Anders' read of it.

"I don't believe in science," Anders sniffed, trying not to laugh. "I'm a simple man. If there's rain, the sky is sad. If there's a rainbow, it's angry. No 'science' nonsense."

"So..." Dante leaned in, pressing a kiss against his skin, right under his ear. "What if it's sunny and then like, the hail comes in?"

"Hmm," Anders said, squirming a bit as Dante's whiskers brushed a ticklish spot. "The sky is a moody bitch."

Dante snickered. "A moody bitch, huh? Do we gotta be worried about it if it is? You're the master of the elements and shit, fill me in."

"I always worry about Mother Nature," Anders said, barely holding back a laugh. "And I don't think anybody's ever called me a master of the elements before. I like it."

Dante grinned at him, winking. "That's what I do this for," he said. "You been enjoying yourself this weekend?"

"Actually yes," Anders grinned in return. "I liked the parade yesterday. It's fun to see everyone all kitted out."

"What's the point of pride if you don't go all-out, right?" Dante said. "Even if your take's still 'lazy ass'."

"The lazy way is the best way," Anders said mildly. "Anyhow, I walked with you yesterday. That's not too lazy."

"You did look pretty going for a stroll," Dante said, poking him in the side. "But next time I'm putting rainbow glitter alllll over you."

"You'd have to catch me to do that," Anders joked.

"Oh, you want me to chase you?" Dante asked, his hands sliding down for a quick tickle. "I can manage that."

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Kathy bounded over with a plate of burgers, vegetable on one side for her, beef on the other to share. "Hungry?" she asked, sitting down next to him and offering up the plate.

"Always," Anders said, but held up his fingers to inspect them. "D'you think this glitter is edible?"

"Pretty!" Kathy said, smiling at the light glinting from his fingers. "Ummm...probably not deliberately? But probably also won't hurt you. Glitter's generally non-toxic."

He probably shouldn't eat, like, spoonfuls of it or anything, but getting glitter from his fingers to his burger wouldn't hurt.

"Then I'm taking one of your burgers," Anders told her, tilting his head to the side as he did exactly that. "Also, how did you know that off the top of your head?"

He'd find it made up generally how he liked them, too. What a weird coincidence!

"What, that glitter's non-toxic?" she asked. "It can't be marketed to little kids if it wasn't, cause kids put everything in their mouths. Plus it's in a lot of, like, eye makeup and lipstick, which means it has to be extra safe."

Which all sounded very good and reasonable, but wasn't the main reason Kathy knew about it. And after a second she hung her head and confessed, "Also, I researched it a little bit when I discovered that glitter is so uniquely identifiable that you can use it as evidence for crimes."

Nerd.

"Oh, of course," Anders said, arcing an eyebrow. "Just some perfectly normal research anyone might do."

"It was fascinating!" Kathy said. "...But yeah, if you find glitter at the scene and glitter on a person, that's pretty much a positive identification that they've been there or been in contact with someone who was."

Good job CSI Kathy.

"High school me had weird hobbies, hush. You should see what I read now for work."

"Well, now I know why you went for rainbows instead of glitter," Anders said, grabbing for another burger. "Do I want to know what you're reading these days?"

"There's a surprising amount of porn," Kathy said with a wry smile. "I like knowing the kind of books we carry. And a lot of business stuff, but only when I need help sleeping. But yeah, a lot of porn."

Clearly, not as fascinating as the history of glitter, but she somehow made due.