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Dave had some extra copies of this week's kid-themed paper ready to occupy and maybe frustrate small children that might be dragged along to the newspaper meeting today. For their parents, he made sure there was not only coffee and pastries, but also aspirin.

And then he went back to not having to care for anything but the paper and his reporters in the context of said paper. It was a relief.

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Dave rushed into the journalism room (with his coffee, of course), running a little late. "Sorry, everyone. Had a little bit of an emergency. Nothing to worry about, though."

He had run out of coffee again. But he brought enough for everyone. Or, at least, for himself for the rest of the day. "So, anyone have thoughts for next week?" Because all of Dave's thoughts were coffee-related at the moment.

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This was Dave. This was Dave embarrassed that he wasn't able to properly get the newspaper fixed up this week after the paranoid idiot he was over the weekend wrote for the newspaper for some inexplicable reason. He looked a lot like Dave any other time, in that he was behind a desk and clutching a cup of coffee. He looked rather unlike Dave at any other time because his head was on the desk and occasionally lifted just high and long enough to drop back down with a sad thud.

He also had a bagel next to his coffee, which was also new.

"Anyone have any non-crazy news for next week?" he sighed one of the times he lifted his head up. Then he let himself headdesk again.

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As he looked over this week's paper, Dave couldn't help but wonder if he should have dropped an editor's note about Annie's opinions being her own and not necessarily representative of the Fandom High Times. As he thought about it more, he realized that he probably should have.

As he sipped some coffee, he decided that if anyone threw anything at him, he'd probably assign Annie to investigate how to get people to stop throwing things at him for what she wrote.

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With it being the first day back after spring break, Dave was just at the front of the room, drinking so much coffee. There were probably legitimate news-related things to discuss, but that would involve not drinking coffee for a moment. Maybe next week.

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Dave had been in the journalism room since yesterday, trying to work on this week's paper. Unfortunately, every thing he started to write was about Miley, how much he liked her, and how he thought it was time to take things to the next level.

NONE OF WHICH was making it into the paper, of course. And so eventually Dave had to admit that the paper just wasn't happening this week. And furthermore, he had to admit that coffee was only so powerful, which was why he was sitting at the front of the room with his face planted on the desk when people walked in.

When they did walk in, Dave just lifted his head slightly and said, "Sorry, paper didn't happen. Next week! Need more coffee."

iwishiwasbig.livejournal.com

Another week, another paper in the books. Well, it wasn't literally in a book. It was in newspaper format. And Dave was having fun reading the big headline article this time.

He was having more fun drinking coffee, though. But that was natural.

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Dave was at the front of the Journalism Room, looking through a copy of the today's issue of the Fandom High Times. Also, he was clutching a cup of coffee in his other hand.

"Great first issue, everyone. I hope you've had a chance to flip through it at some point today," Dave said. "But there's always room to improve, of course. "So take a look, think about next week's issue, and let's see how we can do even better next week. Oh, coffee and pastries are free, of course."

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As the new staff of the Fandom High Times walked into the Journalism Room after classes, they would find pastries, an ungodly amount of coffee, and Dave, who was drinking an amount of coffee that was only slightly more coffee.

"Hey, everyone. Welcome to the newspaper. If you don't know me, or at least haven't formally met me, I'm Dave Nelson. I'll be your editor, but don't worry, I'll be a fair boss. And if you need anything, anything at all, feel free to come to me. Please don't bother Jaye Tyler, our faculty sponsor. I promised her she wouldn't have to do anything, and I intend to keep that promise."

"As for regular business, I'll keep this short and sweet today. Anyone know what specifically they want to work on for next Monday's paper? If not, I'm sure we can figure something out."

"In the meantime, help yourself to food and coffee. They'll be a weekly staple to keep you coming back," Dave said. He wasn't really joking.

onlymistaken

"Blackagar sends his regrets," Cally said while she set out cups for the coffee. "He's not been feeling well since the weekend."

Once the food was squared away, she grabbed her datapad to double-check the rest of the announcements she needed to make. "And in fact, given the number of weekends in the near future taken up with dances or guests," she added after a moment, "We've decided to try moving the publishing date to afterwards. Especially considering how often Fandom enjoys choosing Saturdays and Sundays to turn us into other people or send bizarre creatures rolling through the streets. So, we'll continue to meet up on Tuesdays to make our plans, but the newspaper will be published the following Monday, to give us the longest amount of time to put it together."

onlymistaken

There was extra coffee for the meeting this week. Possibly to try and make up for any familial trauma suffered over the weekend, possibly because there had been an 'incident' with the pot when brewing.

Either way, it was there for them to seem like professionals!

Blackagar offered the group a friendly enough smile, a little more subdued than usual. Someone was very, very glad that their brother ~~flounced~~ left the island.

Someone else's friendly smile may have come from the joy of not managing to meet Blackagar's brother.

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from: [email protected]
cc: [email protected]
to: <fhtimes.staff>

Subject: Staff Meeting / Publication Postponement

Due to recent staff turnover and the upcoming visitation for Parents' Weekend, we'll be postponing the next edition of the newspaper until the 19th. Please take the week to relax and clean your dorm room, by which we mean hide everything you don't want your family to see*.

yours,
Cally and Blackagar

P.S. *Except your roommate. That's just rude.

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Today each table in the Journalism classroom was adorned with small bowls of pineapple rings.

And forks, because pineapple rings were sticky and asking people to eat them with their fingers was just silly.

"We thought you might wish to cling to the memory of Spring Break for as long as possible," Cally said. "So we've provided some appropriate refreshments for our post-holiday brainstorming."

Blackagar even had a drink that had pineapple juice in it! He held it up as his little contribution to the conversation. Because actual talking on his part was to be frowned upon.

...by those who survived it.

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The Journalism room was, as promised, open, and free from any signs of slime, green or otherwise. The stack of AP Style Handbooks by the door, in case anyone wanted one, was also sutra-free. Cally checked.

What was present besides the editors was a table full of pink and red frosted pastries and confectioneries. Day after Valentines discount for the win!

"Clearly this weekend was no sane time to try putting together a newspaper," Cally said once the staff had assembled. "If your articles from last week are already begun or even already completed, that's great; we're ahead for this Saturday's edition. If not..." Cally gave them a wry little smile. "Feel free to examine the island's method of celebrating local holidays; we certainly will be."

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from: [email protected]
cc: [email protected]
to: <fhtimes.staff>

Subject: Tuesday's Staff Meeting

Our apologies: today's newspaper staff meeting was unexpectedly cancelled because ~~we blow~~ the door of the journalism room appeared to be stuck shut with...something green and slimy that we didn't want to examine too closely, though samples were taken for the administration. A work order has been filed and the office assures us the room will be open next week. In the meanwhile, story ideas and discussion are welcome by e-mail.

yours regretfully,
Cally and Blackagar

P.S. Should you happen to own a copy of the AP Style Handbook, Cally suggests you read it with caution today, as hers has been mysteriously replaced with something called the Kama Sutra, which, while educational, contains no useful information about headlines or paragraph formatting.

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Blackagar had somehow come to the conclusion that a newspaper ran on coffee. Thanks a lot, internet. It was just a good thing his browser had parental controls on it or there would be an even stranger idea of what to do.

Yeeeah.

There was a note neatly printed on the oh so conveniant dry erase board for when people arrived:

Welcome to the newspaper. Cally is unwell and will not be joining us this week, but I am sure she would welcome you as well. Please discuss what you would like to write for the first paper on Saturday.

Short and to the point. It was for the best when you couldn't talk.

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