02 - I'll Never Eat Peas Again

[imjustpicky]

[A - Action, Mayfield Elementary]

[The new kid with the bowl haircut seems a lot less nervous than before. Today he's proceeding through his school day with a smile on his face. He'll answer questions in class, he'll sit with you at lunch, he'll even play with you on the playground, but...]

Yeah! I'll be on your team! You guys are so awful, of

Comments

B, Later C maybe?

[godisachild]

[Well you're looking the way you usually do. Pokey just nods at Picky at first.]

Hey. How's it going?

Sure!

[imjustpicky]

Hey Pokey!

[He looks up from his ball-bouncing and grins at his brother.]

It's going just fine! I like it here. Only a loser wouldn't.

[godisachild]

[Well, that gets an eyebrow raise out of him. But by this point he's encountered quite a few of the doppelgangers so far. He's not particularly happy to think Picky might be one of them.]

Think it might be a bit early deciding that since you've been here all of a week.

[imjustpicky]

Oh, Pokey.

[Picky laughs. And it sounds just like his laughter ought to.]

You can't tell me what to do.

[It's... flippant. Carefree, cheerful, the easiest thing in the world to say. He returns to his ball-bouncing, this time throwing it against a wall, and catching it on the rebound.]

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[dearwheatstew]

[Admittedly she's not the best at kickball, but still...]

Awful? We're not that bad, are we?

I feel the need to apologize for the dreadfulness that will follow.

[imjustpicky]

[He laughs, striding over to take his place on the team.]

Nah, I guess some of you guys are okay.

'cept you. Girls aren't any good at kickball.

So very dreadful, and me with no angry faces.

[dearwheatstew]

How would you know? I'm sure there's a lot of girls who are good at it!

pod!Picky deserves all the angry faces.

[imjustpicky]

It's okay! Girls are better at other stuff! Like baking. It makes up for the kickball thing.