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Daria 2097 Part 1.2
Aug. 24th, 2021 07:52 pmPart 1.2
1111 Glen Oaks Lane, 6:00 PM
The Morgendorffers were having dinner. It was quiet. The way all four family members liked it. However, to say that there was no communication going on would be false. There was a lot of information passing to and fro between the family members.
Quinn: Sends transcript of Pep Squad recruitment meeting, and her refusal. Additionally her acceptance of Sandi's invitation into the Fashion Club.
Helen (Barksdale-Morgendorffer): As along as you can join the pep squad later, if you want. You never know how much we can handle until we try.
Jake: Daria, how was your first day?
Daria: My history teacher hates me because I know all the answers, but there are some interesting idiots in my class.
Jake: That's Great!
Helen: Physically glares at Jake.
Jake: Um...
Helen: Daria, your father's trying to tell you not to judge people until you know them. You're in a brand-new school in a brand-new town. You don't want it to be Highland all over again.
Daria: Not much chance of that happening... unless there's toxic material in the drinking water, here too.
Helen: I'm talking about you making a friend or two. Don't be so critical. Give people the benefit of the doubt.
Daria: It all boils down to trust.
House AI ('Glenny'): Unspecific request for communication with a family member incoming.
Quinn: Expresses hope that it's not Lawndale High's Booster Society again.
Helen: I'll take it, Glenny.
Helen stood up and took a handset unit from the kitchen base station. Quickly she determined that the person on the other end wanted verbal contact. She brought it up to her ear. “Hello?” A pause. “Uh, yes, she's my daughter.” Another pause. “I see. Listen, will this require any parent-teacher conferences or anything, and if so, is this the sort of thing my assistant or an AI can handle?” Another pause. “Okay, great. Bye!” The 'call' ended. She sat down and turned to her daughters.
Helen: You took a psychological test at school today?
Quinn: Looks annoyed at Daria.
Quinn: The way you answered may not have been what she was looking for.
Helen: Daria, they want you to take a special class for a few weeks, then they'll test you again.
Quinn: Quiet sigh.
Helen: It seems she has low self-esteem.
Jake: spits out some pasta. What? That really stinks, Daria!
Helen: Easy, Jake, Focus! Looks at Daria. We tell you over and over again that you're wonderful and you just... don't... get it!
Helen: Hit's table with Fist
Helen: What's wrong with you.
Daria: It's a mistake. I don't have low self-esteem! (annoyed emoticons!)
Jake: I'll say.
Daria: I have low esteem for everyone else.
( Tuesday, September 17, 2097 )
1111 Glen Oaks Lane, 6:00 PM
The Morgendorffers were having dinner. It was quiet. The way all four family members liked it. However, to say that there was no communication going on would be false. There was a lot of information passing to and fro between the family members.
Quinn: Sends transcript of Pep Squad recruitment meeting, and her refusal. Additionally her acceptance of Sandi's invitation into the Fashion Club.
Helen (Barksdale-Morgendorffer): As along as you can join the pep squad later, if you want. You never know how much we can handle until we try.
Jake: Daria, how was your first day?
Daria: My history teacher hates me because I know all the answers, but there are some interesting idiots in my class.
Jake: That's Great!
Helen: Physically glares at Jake.
Jake: Um...
Helen: Daria, your father's trying to tell you not to judge people until you know them. You're in a brand-new school in a brand-new town. You don't want it to be Highland all over again.
Daria: Not much chance of that happening... unless there's toxic material in the drinking water, here too.
Helen: I'm talking about you making a friend or two. Don't be so critical. Give people the benefit of the doubt.
Daria: It all boils down to trust.
House AI ('Glenny'): Unspecific request for communication with a family member incoming.
Quinn: Expresses hope that it's not Lawndale High's Booster Society again.
Helen: I'll take it, Glenny.
Helen stood up and took a handset unit from the kitchen base station. Quickly she determined that the person on the other end wanted verbal contact. She brought it up to her ear. “Hello?” A pause. “Uh, yes, she's my daughter.” Another pause. “I see. Listen, will this require any parent-teacher conferences or anything, and if so, is this the sort of thing my assistant or an AI can handle?” Another pause. “Okay, great. Bye!” The 'call' ended. She sat down and turned to her daughters.
Helen: You took a psychological test at school today?
Quinn: Looks annoyed at Daria.
Quinn: The way you answered may not have been what she was looking for.
Helen: Daria, they want you to take a special class for a few weeks, then they'll test you again.
Quinn: Quiet sigh.
Helen: It seems she has low self-esteem.
Jake: spits out some pasta. What? That really stinks, Daria!
Helen: Easy, Jake, Focus! Looks at Daria. We tell you over and over again that you're wonderful and you just... don't... get it!
Helen: Hit's table with Fist
Helen: What's wrong with you.
Daria: It's a mistake. I don't have low self-esteem! (annoyed emoticons!)
Jake: I'll say.
Daria: I have low esteem for everyone else.
( Tuesday, September 17, 2097 )
