Hoshi was in a pretty good mood as she reviewed her communications log. Rehearsal had gone well, her Home Ec midterm had literally been a piece of cake, the bake sale blew away her expectations, people seemed to be enjoying the Self Defense Club, she'd had a blast playing  "I Never" at the sleepover... In short, things had been busy but Hoshi loved it that way.

Her mood changed when she noticed an e-mail from Captain Archer. "'Please arrange quarters on Fandom Island for the weekend of October 24. My shuttle will drop me off at the causeway at 0900. Say hi to Porthos for me and tell him Daddy will be there soon?' Oh, shoot! Who the heck invited him for Parents Weekend?"

[Establishy. Door and post open, though I may be slow.]

Hoshi loved her Thursday classes, even if Fandom Invasions managed to find new ways of scaring her each week. (Trolls? Seriously?) Meanwhile, the discussion about mastering one's emotions in Ethics reminded her of how soothing Vulcan meditation was.

The meditation would go a little easier if there was a puppy who couldn't understand it wasn't playtime. He kept bring a rubber ball over to there Hoshi was sitting in lotus position on the floor. "Pst, Porthos. I need peace here," said Hoshi. "Play ball we can later."

[Linkdrop, but door and post are open.]

After much deliberation, Hoshi opted for the simple fuschia strapless dress because it was easier to Photoshop. Her wrap was neatly folded on the bed with her mask. She was awkwardly pacing around the room in black peep-toe pumps, trying to get a feel for how to walk in heels.

[For the date!]

Finding a suit and mask for Jeff was actually a lot easier than finding her dress. After making a quick phone call, Hoshi went back to contemplating her dress options while she waited for Jeff to swing by and pick up his suit.

[Hoshi's waiting for Union Jeff, but door and post are open for all! SP since I seem to be an insomniac.]

After the weirdness of the last couple of weeks, things were starting to look up for Hoshi. She was really looking forward to the dance on Friday and she still felt absolutely giddy about Michael saying yes when she asked him to go to the dance with her.

As she went to the closet to see if she had anything to wear on Friday, Hoshi got a glimpse of the picture of Commander Archer that she had taped to her closet door. She looked it at for a moment, then took it down and placed it in her desk drawer. While Jonathon was still important to her, Hoshi was willing to admit that he was far off in another time period having drinks with that girl at the 602 Club. She might as well have her own relationships here in Fandom.

[Linkdrop, but the door and post are open.]

Hoshi's week was fairly busy after the wackiness of the weekend. At least people in her Monday class were dealing with the same thing. She also managed to attend a rooftop party without a panic attack, fought off a jello dragon with the sound of her voice, introduced herself to Sky who lived down the hall, gossiped about Barney with Karal at the library, and met an interesting stranger at the hotel. Ethics was still going to be a tough class, but she was up to the challenge. She was still a little upset about losing the belly button piercing that she hadn't wanted in the first place, but at least her belly didn't hurt anymore.

After leaving the common room that morning, Hoshi went back to her room and took a nap. Hey, it was Saturday, and it wasn't like she had a lot that needed to get done. Besides, the buzzing in her head that started in the common room kept getting worse.

Eventually, she woke up hungry, but the buzzing hadn't dissipated at all. She thought a cup of green tea would help, but the stupid protein re-sequencer would only give her chocolate milk. "Come on! You gave me tequila over the weekend. Why can't I get green tea now?" she yelled at the thing. It didn't respond.

[Open! Like everyone else who watched the dance, Hoshi has a very strong urge to kiss another girl, and until she does, the buzzing in her head won't go away. Please help put her out of her misery.]

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