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[#170] Oops There Goes Another Rubber Tree Plant (Original)
Theme Prompt: #170 - Progress
Title: Oops There Goes Another Rubber Tree Plant
Fandom: Original
Rating/Warnings: PG-13
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 613
Summary: Kelly and her group are hitting a wall with their project.
Kelly’s head flops forward onto the books in front of her with a groan. She and the other members of her group have been pouring over their resource materials, looking for the holy grail piece of information that will pull their entire presentation together. So far, they have bupkis.
“I think my brain is leaking out of my ears.”
“You too?” Jonanthan glances over to her, running his hand over his face. “Because this is looking like gibberish to me, and I really need the sentences to be sentences again.”
“Does this mean we’re taking a break?” Inez looks up hopefully from her own portion. “Because I really need a break.”
“I could break,” Kelly agrees, glancing down at her watch. “If we go now, we could probably get in before the pizza place closes.”
“Done.” Jonathan hops to his feet, gathering all of his things together when he looks over at Leo, whose head is still propped up over his books. “Yo, dude, we’re going to go get food.” Nothing but silence meets him. “Leo?” Another long stretch of silence and Jonathan picks up the stress ball he’s been using to toss it—gently—at his friend’s head. “Bro!”
Leo snaps awake, eyes blinking wildly. “What is it? What happened?”
“You fell asleep.” Inez smirks. “And we’re taking a break. C’mon, let’s go get pizza.”
“Bet.” Leo fumbles to his feet, going to gather his things. “Sorry. This shit is just … so boring and I pulled a double last night.”
“Dude, you don’t have to sell us on the sad state of being a college student in this era. We know.” Kelly smirks at him before slinging her backpack over her shoulder. “Let’s go get some pizza.”
* * * * *
An hour later, the four of lean back in a booth at the local pizza place that takes the college meal program, a pizza and a half devoured between them. Kelly takes a long sip of her soda before holding up a hand.
“Okay, so … hear me out.”
“Guess break’s over,” Jonathan sighs.
“Look, we need to make some kind of progress.” She holds up her hands. “We did our four parts. That’s done. We just need to pull it together on some kind of theme.”
“Can the theme be Regan sucks?” Inez offers, and Kelly laughs.
“While factual, I don’t think we can phrase it quite like that.”
“I don’t know.” Leo holds up a finger. “Four major ways Reagan fucked future generations sounds like it could be a great theme. But said in a professor-appropriate way, of course.”
“Of course,” Kelly laughs, before taking another sip of her soda again. “Actually … I kind of like that. Because all researching this topic has made me is angry.”
Inez claps her hands gleefully. “I knew you would see it my way.”
“Okay, do you guys think you can retool your sections to make it work?” A series of head nods echo around her and Kelly grins. “Look at us. We’ve accomplished something!”
“High fives all around,” Jonathan nods, holding up his hand and the rest of the table lifts to slap it. “Go team.”
“And, even better—we can go home,” Leo grins.
“Yes, man, get some actual sleep,” Jonathan agrees. As they all gather their things, he leans over and bumps Kelly’s shoulder. “Nice rallying, team lead.”
Kelly grins a bit at that, before nodding as the four of them disperse back to their dorms or apartment, depending, and Kelly brainstorms how to make “Four Ways Ronald Reagan Screwed Us” work for their presentation.
With the students, at least, she thinks it might be a hit.
Title: Oops There Goes Another Rubber Tree Plant
Fandom: Original
Rating/Warnings: PG-13
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 613
Summary: Kelly and her group are hitting a wall with their project.
Kelly’s head flops forward onto the books in front of her with a groan. She and the other members of her group have been pouring over their resource materials, looking for the holy grail piece of information that will pull their entire presentation together. So far, they have bupkis.
“I think my brain is leaking out of my ears.”
“You too?” Jonanthan glances over to her, running his hand over his face. “Because this is looking like gibberish to me, and I really need the sentences to be sentences again.”
“Does this mean we’re taking a break?” Inez looks up hopefully from her own portion. “Because I really need a break.”
“I could break,” Kelly agrees, glancing down at her watch. “If we go now, we could probably get in before the pizza place closes.”
“Done.” Jonathan hops to his feet, gathering all of his things together when he looks over at Leo, whose head is still propped up over his books. “Yo, dude, we’re going to go get food.” Nothing but silence meets him. “Leo?” Another long stretch of silence and Jonathan picks up the stress ball he’s been using to toss it—gently—at his friend’s head. “Bro!”
Leo snaps awake, eyes blinking wildly. “What is it? What happened?”
“You fell asleep.” Inez smirks. “And we’re taking a break. C’mon, let’s go get pizza.”
“Bet.” Leo fumbles to his feet, going to gather his things. “Sorry. This shit is just … so boring and I pulled a double last night.”
“Dude, you don’t have to sell us on the sad state of being a college student in this era. We know.” Kelly smirks at him before slinging her backpack over her shoulder. “Let’s go get some pizza.”
An hour later, the four of lean back in a booth at the local pizza place that takes the college meal program, a pizza and a half devoured between them. Kelly takes a long sip of her soda before holding up a hand.
“Okay, so … hear me out.”
“Guess break’s over,” Jonathan sighs.
“Look, we need to make some kind of progress.” She holds up her hands. “We did our four parts. That’s done. We just need to pull it together on some kind of theme.”
“Can the theme be Regan sucks?” Inez offers, and Kelly laughs.
“While factual, I don’t think we can phrase it quite like that.”
“I don’t know.” Leo holds up a finger. “Four major ways Reagan fucked future generations sounds like it could be a great theme. But said in a professor-appropriate way, of course.”
“Of course,” Kelly laughs, before taking another sip of her soda again. “Actually … I kind of like that. Because all researching this topic has made me is angry.”
Inez claps her hands gleefully. “I knew you would see it my way.”
“Okay, do you guys think you can retool your sections to make it work?” A series of head nods echo around her and Kelly grins. “Look at us. We’ve accomplished something!”
“High fives all around,” Jonathan nods, holding up his hand and the rest of the table lifts to slap it. “Go team.”
“And, even better—we can go home,” Leo grins.
“Yes, man, get some actual sleep,” Jonathan agrees. As they all gather their things, he leans over and bumps Kelly’s shoulder. “Nice rallying, team lead.”
Kelly grins a bit at that, before nodding as the four of them disperse back to their dorms or apartment, depending, and Kelly brainstorms how to make “Four Ways Ronald Reagan Screwed Us” work for their presentation.
With the students, at least, she thinks it might be a hit.
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