coeur_de_lion | to paris with love

Alli's school is not a terribly interesting school. It is, as far as Alli is concerned, a perfectly boring and average school in all possible respects. But some alumnus went and made themselves a bunch of money, and apparently they think it's a good idea to spend some of this money on "improving the cultural exposure of today's youth". (Alli has never met the alumnus in question, much less heard them speak, but she persists in picturing this spoken with a haughty British accent.) What this means for Alli is that she and a number of other 'deserving students' are being shipped over to France for free for a week. Alli's not quite sure why she counts as deserving- because her mom's single, maybe?- but she's hardly complaining. It's a free trip to France, after all.

In her usual style, Alli packs an hour before she has to leave and ultimately makes it out the door only ten minutes late after forgetting at least three vitally important items (her eyeliner!). But she makes it through Pearson security with plenty of time... well, more like barely enough time. But the important thing is, she's safely ensconced in her seat when they take off.

Once she's gotten her bag stowed and her legs rearranged in a doomed attempt at comfort and generally considers herself suitably settled, she turns to her seatmate. "Is your brain doing an Eeeeee France! thing too?"

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From:

coeur_de_lion

"If you go to sleep in human form the medallion'll keep it for you. It's surprises that tend to knock you out of it, usually?"

From:

horsefeathered

"We could have a pillow fight!" Jenny suggests with a giggle. "Form practice and hilarity."

From:

coeur_de_lion

"...what? No. How is that not obviously no?"

From:

horsefeathered

"We don't have to move around! You can have a pillow fight standing in place! And then if you are startled by an unexpected pillow- practice."

From:

coeur_de_lion

"Butbutbut clumsy is still- merde. Can we just not?"

From:

horsefeathered

"Sorry!" Jenny says defensively. "I was just trying to help."

From:

hatchedplan

"Thanks, but no thanks. And no surprising me with pillows outside an established pillow fight either, thanks."

From:

horsefeathered

"I wouldn't now that you've said," Jenny mumbles.

From:

hatchedplan

"No offense. Just covering my bases."

From:

horsefeathered

"S'okay." She makes for her suitcase, somewhat strewn all over the floor in search of her nail polish, and starts sorting things into piles. "I should clean up, unpack some. Anything else I can tell you while I refold things?"

From:

hatchedplan

"I mean - I'm sure there's a million things that I don't know and should know that you do know, but I don't know what they are. And it sounds like they're not obvious."

From:

horsefeathered

"I mean, there's all sortsa random stuff to know. I know about seven different ways to try to get feathers off things! But that means it also sorta depends what type you are?"

From:

hatchedplan

"I don't have feathers that I saw."

From:

horsefeathered

"Then I will spare you the lectures on duct tape and dog brushes!"

From:

coeur_de_lion

"Whaaat? Merde, and I thought the cat fur was bad."

From:

hatchedplan

"Do you guys spent a lot of time shopping for accessories marketed to pet owners?"

From:

coeur_de_lion

"Does making my mother do it count?"

From:

hatchedplan

"Technically, no..."

From:

coeur_de_lion

"Then nope!"

From:

horsefeathered

"Lucky! I've got to go to two, the good horse stuff isn't at the regular pet store."

From:

hatchedplan

"What sorts of horse stuff do you even need? Surely not - tack. Hoof picks?"

From:

horsefeathered

"We have a couple? But mostly grooming stuff- brushes, hair ribbons for Anne, that sorta thing. And shampoo! Soooooo much shampoo. Horse shampoo is great, we even use it as humans now too."