School Pride [Daria; Daria, Jane, Quinn, Brittany, Kevin]
Title: School Pride
Fandom: Daria
Characters: Daria, Jane, Quinn, Brittany, Kevin.
Challenge: Specific challenge; It has to be AU; and in the story, there has to be a scavenger hunt, where the following must be found: clock, glove, sign, and a flag. However, the story can not be specifically about a scavenger hunt; it must be written into the plot.
Notes: 1290 Words. I kind of like it :)
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"So, it's Lawndale High School Pride Week." Daria said blandly, reading the words straight off the black-and-white banner that couldn't have been more basic if it had been a polar bear in the snow.
"I drew one of those, once." Jane said aloud. She and Daria looked at one another. "Funny how the idea of School Pride Week makes you want to experience the pride of burning the school down, huh?"
"Funny?" Daria asked, shifting her backpack from one shoulder to the other. "Fire burning, flames racing, people screaming, crying, attaining broken bones in places they never knew they had? Jane Lane, what kind of person do you think I am, to believe that could be some kind of amusing?"
The two girls shared another look, one complete with matching smirks.
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"Daaaaaariiia, you're not going to school like that, are you?" Quinn asked the next morning. Quinn was head-to-toe in baby blue; baby blue bootcut jeans, baby blue sweater tied around her waist, baby blue halter-neck top, baby blue scrunchie in her hair. It was choking away her personality, well it would have if she'd had any to start off with, Daria thought.
"What's wrong with what I'm wear-" Daria stopped mid-sentence. "Forget I began that sentence, it doesn't matter. The important thing is: what have I missed?"
"Duh, it's School Colours Day!" Quinn said, throwing her hands into the air and switching her weight from hip to hip to show off her outfit. "We have to come to school in the school colours to show our pride! Come on Daria, don't you want Lawndale High to win the tournament."
"I won't be dignifying that with a response." Said Daria. "Besides, since when has Lawndale had any school colours? Aren't they just the colours our sports teams happen to wear. That's rather narrow-minded, our school is made up of a litany of activities. And doesn't the phrase 'colours' imply more than one colour?"
"Well, yeah..." Quinn admitted, the rest of her sister's indigination flying straight over her head, "but yellow is so draining, and unflattering unless you're actually trying to look like a parrot. The Fashion Club and I decided we would only wear baby blue. Besiiiides, it highlights my eyes."
Highlights them for what, headlights planning to catch you out in the middle of a country road? Daria grinned. Damn she wished someone had been around to hear that.
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"So, I see your Pride does not extend as far as your wardrobe then." Jane stated, reaching Daria at her locker and wearing her usual black shorts and red shirt.
"It doesn't extend anywhere, I choked the life out of it." Daria replied. "It was making suspicious movements in the dark last night, it had to be stopped."
"That's my girl, always watching out for the safety of others."
"So what's your excuse for not wearing school colours?"
"I'm an artiste, Daria, those colours don't work with my palette." Daria's look barely changed from behind her glasses, but Jane could detect by now the subtle differences between disapproval, disbelief and purely not taking any bullshit. "Oh come Daria, you don't honestly think I own clothes other than these?"
"Oh look, Kevvy, it's Jane and Daria," Brittany's voice was just a few octaves short of a sound only dogs could hear. Mostly Jane and Daria wished it was so. "And they're not wearing School Colours."
"You're only wearing them because you wear that cheerleader's outfit day in and day out everyday, Brittany." Jane replied. Brittany looked confused for a moment. It was almost adorable, if you liked the thought of squinty-eyed and mentally disabled bunny rabbits.
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"Would Miss Jane Lane and Miss Daria Mogandorfer please make their way to the Principle's Office, thankyou." Was the get-out-of-class-free card that was spoken across the intercom five minutes after everyone had taken their seats.
"You think this is has something to do with the fact that we're the only two students not flying the proverbial blue and yellow flags?" Jane asked.
"If it's not then I'm going to bet it's a racism thing." Daria replied. "No, wait, you're right."
"And apparently we're not the only ones with an extreme lack of blue and or yellow in our diets." Jane said, noticing the boy sat on the bench outside the Principle's office, head lowered and feet turned in towards each other. "Are you ready to slay the beast?"
"Ready as I'll ever be, Lancelot."
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"Tell me again how we got roped into this?"
"Well, it went a little something like this," Jane put on her best accent that mimicked the Principle. "Girls, I know that you like to stand out, be different, make a statement-"
"Yeah boy she really knows us."
"-But I have a feeling you don't understand the purpose of this week's activities. We want the team to feel the school's full support, to realise that we, here at Lawndale High have a real sense of belief in their abilities. That we think they will win." Jane stopped. "And this was where you replied, 'but we don't, and how does wearing a certain colour come to mean anything like that anyway', and pretty much screwed us over in the Pride department."
"Hey, don't blame this all on me, you didn't come into school looking like an exotic parrot either!"
"Yeah but at least I kept my mouth shut. Now we have to take part in this school Scavenger Hunt. 'It's not mandatory girls, none of this is. But I would like you to know that based on the previous few days obvious lack of spirit, that if you don't participate, you will be visiting the detention room after school for an as yet undetermined period of time."
"Total blackmail." Daria said. "And I still think she can't get away with it."
"So tell your parents." Jane shrugged. "Mine will only say it's in the wind, and karma or something. And you know yours will tell you that you-"
"Should've tried to make the effort in the first place." Daria said dejectedly. Strangely enough it sounded like her voice at any other moment of the day. "And that it won't hurt to take part in a simple scavenger hunt."
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"So what have we got so far?" Jane asked. Daria looked in her rucksack.
"My watch in place of a clock, a kid's glove we found in the park, an apple, a bird feather that the bird was not very willing to give up, Kevin's spare shirt for something blue, and I vote we go buy banana milkshakes for something yellow."
Jane nodded almost sagely, "And what have we got left to find on the list?"
"A sign, a flag, a piece of sports equiment..." Daria read from the list, "and a car to make your dramatic escape from the hell that is a school-wide scavenger hunt."
"A car per team, or a car each? Because although it'd be more difficult to find two cars, I'm not sure I'd want to trust your driving. No offence."
"None taken, I wouldn't trust my driving either. In the state of mind I'm in, I'd probably accidentally-on-purpose drive it over a cliff. It's the only way out of this I can find."
"Oh come on Daria," Jane said, leaning in towards her and using a half-hearted smile. "Look on the bright side; this day can't get any worse. So, let's start with that sign we need."
As she spoke droplets began to fall from the sky. Daria scowled.
"Oh look, rain. I take that as a sign that we should forget the whole thing and go get pizza."
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"You know," Jane said with a mouthful of Pepperoni, "I think I just thought of a way to convince everyone we were trying to get some School Spirit out of this. Pizza is the food of victory, and we're just skipping a little ahead!"
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Fandom: Daria
Characters: Daria, Jane, Quinn, Brittany, Kevin.
Challenge: Specific challenge; It has to be AU; and in the story, there has to be a scavenger hunt, where the following must be found: clock, glove, sign, and a flag. However, the story can not be specifically about a scavenger hunt; it must be written into the plot.
Notes: 1290 Words. I kind of like it :)
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"So, it's Lawndale High School Pride Week." Daria said blandly, reading the words straight off the black-and-white banner that couldn't have been more basic if it had been a polar bear in the snow.
"I drew one of those, once." Jane said aloud. She and Daria looked at one another. "Funny how the idea of School Pride Week makes you want to experience the pride of burning the school down, huh?"
"Funny?" Daria asked, shifting her backpack from one shoulder to the other. "Fire burning, flames racing, people screaming, crying, attaining broken bones in places they never knew they had? Jane Lane, what kind of person do you think I am, to believe that could be some kind of amusing?"
The two girls shared another look, one complete with matching smirks.
-
"Daaaaaariiia, you're not going to school like that, are you?" Quinn asked the next morning. Quinn was head-to-toe in baby blue; baby blue bootcut jeans, baby blue sweater tied around her waist, baby blue halter-neck top, baby blue scrunchie in her hair. It was choking away her personality, well it would have if she'd had any to start off with, Daria thought.
"What's wrong with what I'm wear-" Daria stopped mid-sentence. "Forget I began that sentence, it doesn't matter. The important thing is: what have I missed?"
"Duh, it's School Colours Day!" Quinn said, throwing her hands into the air and switching her weight from hip to hip to show off her outfit. "We have to come to school in the school colours to show our pride! Come on Daria, don't you want Lawndale High to win the tournament."
"I won't be dignifying that with a response." Said Daria. "Besides, since when has Lawndale had any school colours? Aren't they just the colours our sports teams happen to wear. That's rather narrow-minded, our school is made up of a litany of activities. And doesn't the phrase 'colours' imply more than one colour?"
"Well, yeah..." Quinn admitted, the rest of her sister's indigination flying straight over her head, "but yellow is so draining, and unflattering unless you're actually trying to look like a parrot. The Fashion Club and I decided we would only wear baby blue. Besiiiides, it highlights my eyes."
Highlights them for what, headlights planning to catch you out in the middle of a country road? Daria grinned. Damn she wished someone had been around to hear that.
-
"So, I see your Pride does not extend as far as your wardrobe then." Jane stated, reaching Daria at her locker and wearing her usual black shorts and red shirt.
"It doesn't extend anywhere, I choked the life out of it." Daria replied. "It was making suspicious movements in the dark last night, it had to be stopped."
"That's my girl, always watching out for the safety of others."
"So what's your excuse for not wearing school colours?"
"I'm an artiste, Daria, those colours don't work with my palette." Daria's look barely changed from behind her glasses, but Jane could detect by now the subtle differences between disapproval, disbelief and purely not taking any bullshit. "Oh come Daria, you don't honestly think I own clothes other than these?"
"Oh look, Kevvy, it's Jane and Daria," Brittany's voice was just a few octaves short of a sound only dogs could hear. Mostly Jane and Daria wished it was so. "And they're not wearing School Colours."
"You're only wearing them because you wear that cheerleader's outfit day in and day out everyday, Brittany." Jane replied. Brittany looked confused for a moment. It was almost adorable, if you liked the thought of squinty-eyed and mentally disabled bunny rabbits.
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"Would Miss Jane Lane and Miss Daria Mogandorfer please make their way to the Principle's Office, thankyou." Was the get-out-of-class-free card that was spoken across the intercom five minutes after everyone had taken their seats.
"You think this is has something to do with the fact that we're the only two students not flying the proverbial blue and yellow flags?" Jane asked.
"If it's not then I'm going to bet it's a racism thing." Daria replied. "No, wait, you're right."
"And apparently we're not the only ones with an extreme lack of blue and or yellow in our diets." Jane said, noticing the boy sat on the bench outside the Principle's office, head lowered and feet turned in towards each other. "Are you ready to slay the beast?"
"Ready as I'll ever be, Lancelot."
-
"Tell me again how we got roped into this?"
"Well, it went a little something like this," Jane put on her best accent that mimicked the Principle. "Girls, I know that you like to stand out, be different, make a statement-"
"Yeah boy she really knows us."
"-But I have a feeling you don't understand the purpose of this week's activities. We want the team to feel the school's full support, to realise that we, here at Lawndale High have a real sense of belief in their abilities. That we think they will win." Jane stopped. "And this was where you replied, 'but we don't, and how does wearing a certain colour come to mean anything like that anyway', and pretty much screwed us over in the Pride department."
"Hey, don't blame this all on me, you didn't come into school looking like an exotic parrot either!"
"Yeah but at least I kept my mouth shut. Now we have to take part in this school Scavenger Hunt. 'It's not mandatory girls, none of this is. But I would like you to know that based on the previous few days obvious lack of spirit, that if you don't participate, you will be visiting the detention room after school for an as yet undetermined period of time."
"Total blackmail." Daria said. "And I still think she can't get away with it."
"So tell your parents." Jane shrugged. "Mine will only say it's in the wind, and karma or something. And you know yours will tell you that you-"
"Should've tried to make the effort in the first place." Daria said dejectedly. Strangely enough it sounded like her voice at any other moment of the day. "And that it won't hurt to take part in a simple scavenger hunt."
-
"So what have we got so far?" Jane asked. Daria looked in her rucksack.
"My watch in place of a clock, a kid's glove we found in the park, an apple, a bird feather that the bird was not very willing to give up, Kevin's spare shirt for something blue, and I vote we go buy banana milkshakes for something yellow."
Jane nodded almost sagely, "And what have we got left to find on the list?"
"A sign, a flag, a piece of sports equiment..." Daria read from the list, "and a car to make your dramatic escape from the hell that is a school-wide scavenger hunt."
"A car per team, or a car each? Because although it'd be more difficult to find two cars, I'm not sure I'd want to trust your driving. No offence."
"None taken, I wouldn't trust my driving either. In the state of mind I'm in, I'd probably accidentally-on-purpose drive it over a cliff. It's the only way out of this I can find."
"Oh come on Daria," Jane said, leaning in towards her and using a half-hearted smile. "Look on the bright side; this day can't get any worse. So, let's start with that sign we need."
As she spoke droplets began to fall from the sky. Daria scowled.
"Oh look, rain. I take that as a sign that we should forget the whole thing and go get pizza."
-
"You know," Jane said with a mouthful of Pepperoni, "I think I just thought of a way to convince everyone we were trying to get some School Spirit out of this. Pizza is the food of victory, and we're just skipping a little ahead!"
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