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Brittany Taylor and her friends Andrea Hecuba, Donna Bolton and the newest one, Daria Morgendorffer, organise a party at her house when her parents go away for the weekend.

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Daria – Trouble in Lawndale
“Girls, I just want you to know your mother and I realize it's not easy moving to a whole new town -- especially for you, Daria, right?” Jake Morgendorffer said, as he and his daughters approached Lawndale High.

“Did we move?” Daria asked, as she looked around, annoyed that her father had spoken after remaining silent since they left their new home half an hour before.

“Stop following me, Daria!” her sister, Quinn, said.

“Excuse me, we’re walking along to the same school!”

“You don’t have be right behind!” Quinn said.

“It’s not my fault Lawndale has such narrow sidewalks.”


Jake, annoyed with his daughters’ arguing, put his headphones back on. “I've been working on the railroad... come on, guys, we know this one.”


Meanwhile at Lawndale High, two students were already there. (Although calling one of them a student might have been stretching the definition a bit…) “Come on, Mack Daddy! I'll get the coach to write us a note. I'll say we need extra time on the free weights.”

“I told you not to call me that!” Mack said, exasperated. “And they're not going to excuse you from English for weight training.”

“I can't take any more of this Shakespeare dude, bro. He's, like, a total chick writer!”

Mack sighed.


“Maybe we could go to that Mall of the Millennium this weekend, Daddy?” Quinn asked as they approached the school.

“A hundred miles? To go to a Mall? There’s a Mall less than five minutes from home. In a car!”

“I’m sure there are some fascinating Malls in Southeast Asia.” Daria snarked.

“Southeast Asia! To go to a mall!” Jake exclaimed.

“She’s joking!” Quinn said.

“Oh!”


Jane Lane arrived at Lawndale High. She switched off the audio recording of the last night’s Sick Sad World episode. The concept of a model creating an encyclopedia was appropriately inane. “Drawing pictures in margins…” she mused. That was something she did often.

Having been enrolled at the School, Daria found that she had Science for first period. In class she quickly found that the teacher had issues… “…and like a husband going home to his noble and self-sacrificing wife, the rat keeps returning to the food box. That is, the positive reinforcement. Huh, if only men could be more like rats. Oh, sure, they come home at first. You feed them, you wait on them, and then, after twenty-two thankless years, they just up and leave. No note, no phone call, no nothing!” She slammed her ruler on her desk for emphasis. “Just... like... that!”

“I wonder why he left,” Daria murmured to her new acquaintance, Jodie Landon.

“Now, before I divide the class into teams of two, who can give me another example of reinforcement?”

The class didn’t give an answer.

“Fine, class. Ignore me... just like he did!”

“Just as well he wasn’t Jones,” Daria commented.

“I heard that!” Barch said. “But we’re not talking about cults. You can ask DeMartino about that! But you have stumbled upon an interesting answer. A charismatic man re-enforcing herd-like behaviour in his followers, leading to tragic results!”

“Excellent example Daria,” Jodie said.

Daria shrugged.


Between classes, Sandi Griffin was talking with Joey Green, Jamie White and Jeffy Brown, ‘So I said, "Sure, it's a nice car. Do you have enough gas to get to Loserville?’”

“That’s funny, Sandi,” Joey said.

“You really know how to tell a story,” Jeffy said.

“Thanks,” Sandi said.

“Tell us the part with Stacy again,” Jamie said.

“Stacy wasn’t in that story. It was just Tiffany and I,” Sandi said.

“Well then, take Tiffany out and put Stacy in,” Joey suggested.

Stacy then came along. “Hi guys!” she said. “Sandi, Joey, Jeffy, Jerome.”

“Hi, Stacy,” Joey said.

“Hi, Stacy,” Jeffy added.

“Hi, Stacy. It’s Jamie!”

“Oh, sorry!”

“Have you seen that new girl?” Jamie asked.

“The redhead?” Stacy asked.

“She could be new member for the Fashion Club,” Sandi answered.

“There she is!” Jamie said.

Sandi sighed as Jamie and Jeffy ran off.


Daria listened as Jodie told her how busy she was. “…And that is why I can only go to study sessions in the early evenings,” Jodie said.

“I bet you don’t have to deal with Family Court,” Daria said.

“Family Court?” Jodie asked incredulously.

“It was an attempt by my Mom to use Jurisprudence in family matters after my sister and I came home late one night.”

“That sounds crazy,” Jodie commented.

“It was,” Daria said. “But it didn’t last long, because they were too busy to enforce a month-long grounding.”

“That’s something I’d like to hear about at some point,” Jodie said as they came to the next class.


“Can monkeys surf the net, and corrupt our kids? Chimpanzee chat rooms, next on Sick Sad World.”

Claire Defoe switched off the TV after students started filing into the classroom. She saw the new student, Daria. “Ms. Morgendorffer!”

Daria came over. “Yes?”

“Your records from Highland are intriguing,” the teacher said.

“I experimented, that’s all.”

“Using a glue gun as an actual gun?” Claire asked with an eyebrow raised.

Daria raised her own eyebrows. “Oh, that. Those two deserved it, but I won’t do it here in Lawndale.”

“Good. I just wanted to hear it from you personally. I would like to talk about your previous art after class. There’s a student I’d like you to meet.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”


“Fifty dollars an hour!” Jane groused as she approached the art classroom. That was the amount Mr. Ewing had quoted for the average Math tutoring cost in Lawndale. She doubted it would be any cheaper in Oakwood. ‘Or Middlebury for that matter,’ she mused as she overheard other students complaining about exorbitant prices.

The Yeagers are visiting Lawndale, and Quinn, Daria and co. must try and keep their sanity.

fanfiction.net: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6963544/15/Quinn-s-Code

Archive Of Our Own: https://archiveofourown.org/works/63977800

While on a paint ball field trip, Quinn finds that Sandi is gunning for her. Meanwhile, Jennifer joins Daria and Jane on their walk to the Great White Shark exhibit.

fanfiction.net: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6963544/11/Quinn-s-Code

Archive Of Our Own: https://archiveofourown.org/works/62012035

Quinn's Code 9: Morgendorffers in the Woods
The Morgendorffers go on a camping trip. What can go wrong?

Fanfiction.net: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6963544/9/Quinn-s-Code

Archive of Our Own: https://archiveofourown.org/works/60732388

Jake
Jake Morgendorffer heard the phone ring. He hoped it wouldn’t be who he thought it was. He picked it up.

“Hi!”

“Why do you keep calling?”

“You know why,” Bart Simpson answered.

“Just because you’re bored with your town in your flyover state…”

“North Takhoma.”

“Whatever! It doesn’t mean you bother people in another town in a completely different state!” Jake responded.

“Marylvania.”

“Gah! Why you little brat! I could be losing clients who can’t get through while you’re holding up the line!”

“Whine, Whine, Whine,” Bart said.

“Gah! That’s it! Be thankful that your father won’t send you to Military School!”

“Homer won’t. Principal Skinner though.”

That was enough for Jake. He then slammed down the phone. ‘What am I going to do?’

1. Jake Morgendorffer
First Appearance: Esteemsters
"Girls, I just want you to know your mother and I realize it's not easy moving to a whole new town -- especially for you, Daria, right?"



Last Appearance: Is It College Yet?
"She and Tom broke up? Just like that? No clues, no warning signs? I'd better go talk to her! This could drive her back to military school! What should I say? Damn it, Helen! Where's our copy of Mr. Spock?"

Occupation: Consultant

Spouse: Helen
Children: Daria, Quinn
Parents, 'Mad Dog', Ruth
Sisters in Law: Rita, Amy

Spider Quinn
Let’s do this one more time. My name is Quinn Morgendorffer and for the past several years, I have been the one and only SpiderGirl. But let’s start at the beginning…


01 Quinn and the Spider
It was an ordinary day at Lawndale High. Quinn Morgendorffer certainly thought so as she headed to her science class.


“Good morning, Class,” Ms. Janet Barch said. “The field trip is today. I hope you have given your permission slips to the office. This field trip will cover much information on Genetics and Entomology, so be sure to take notes. There will be a test next week. Oscorp is one of the leading companies in biotechnology today. Too bad it’s lead by a MAN!”

Everyone in the class was familiar with Barch’s opinion of men, so they didn’t asks questions about that.

They were soon on their way.

“Have you heard about Brooke’s latest surgery, Quinn?” Sandi Griffin asked.

“I have, Sandi,” Quinn replied. ‘Ew!’ She didn’t want to think about it.

“I haven’t, Sandi,” Stacy Rowe answered.

“Wha-at?” Tiffany Blum-Deckler asked.

Sandi sighed.

“What do you think this field trip is about?” Quinn asked, trying to change the topic. ‘Something about genes?’

Sandi glared at Quinn. “Qui-inn! That is a question I would expect from the mouth of that girl who lives with you!”

“No, she would already know, Sandi!” Quinn pointed out. She didn’t like to be reminded of Daria by Sandi!

Stacy gave a nervous look.

“I give you that, but you don’t need to know, Quinn,” Sandi said.

“I hope we don’t have to wear those ugly safety goggles,” Stacy said. “Ugh!”

“Would those make me look fat?” Tiffany asked.

Quinn sighed.

“Back to Brooke,” Sandi said.

“Let’s not,” Stacy said.

Sandi glared at Stacy.

“Eep!”

“We are talking about Brooke,” Sandi said.

“She’s suddenly so weird,” Tiffany added.

“I wouldn’t know,” Quinn said. “I haven’t seen her around.”

Sandi sighed.

( The bus soon arrived at the destination. )

Fifteen minutes later, they arrived outside Jane's house. Quinn knocked on the door. A young man came to the door. “Hello.”
“We're looking for Jane?” Quinn said.

“She's up in her room. I'll get her,” the young man, who was obviously Jane's brother, said.


A few minutes later, Jane came down. “You're here about your video assignment?” she asked.

“Yes,” Cindy answered.

“We can do it in the kitchen,” Jane said.

“Sure,” Quinn said.


“Question One: What game console do you play the most?” Cindy asked.

“The classic Atari,” Jane answered.

“The Atari 2600,” Cindy commented.

“And the Nintendo 64 sometimes when I'm visiting Darian.”

“I can attest to that,” Quinn said.

“Cool,” Cindy said. “Second question: Favorite games on that console.”

“Um, Pitfall? And Ocarina of Time,” Jane answered.

“Good choices!”

“Well, the latter has great design in the backgrounds. Very artistic.” Jane lowered her voice “Despite that annoying fairy. 'Hey Listen!' 'Hey Listen!' 'Hey Listen!' Of course I'm listening!”

“Do I know it,” Cindy grouched. “But not as annoying as Baby Mario crying in Yoshi's Island!”

“I'll take your word for it,” Jane commented. “While Darian and Quinn have a Super Nintendo, they don't have that particular game. But Super Mario World is particularly difficult.”

“It's not that difficult,” Cindy said. “But I think we can go on to the third question.”

“Sure,” Jane said.

“How often do you play those games?”

“Pitfall? Probably a few times a week,” Jane answered. “Ocarina of Time, maybe once every one or two weeks.”

“That's not very often,” Cindy pointed out.

“What can I say? I spend most of my free time working on my art,” Jane responded.

“Fourth Question. Why do you like those games.”

“Pitfall? It's great in a reflex improving way. Helps to remember what is coming up next.”

Cindy nodded. “Absolutely.”

“Ocarina of Time?”

“I like how the two versions of Link play different, if that makes sense,” Jane answered. “They have different capabilities and gear.”

“It does make sense,” Cindy said. “That's part of what makes that game so great.”

“I agree,” Quinn said.

“Cool,” Cindy said.

They talked for a short while about that game (and Majora's Mask, a game the Morgendorffers didn't have yet but Cindy did).

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Quinn and Stacy
Esteem?
The blue Lexus was approaching the High School. "Quinn, I just want to know your mother and I realise it's not easy moving to a whole new town," Jake Morgendorffer said.

Quinn looked at her father with a puzzled expression. She was glad when they finally left Highland for a suburb on the eastern seaboard. "No problem," she said as her father pulled up at the drop off point.

"Don't get upset if it takes the other kids a little while to warm up to you."


Quinn shook her head in annoyance as her father drove away. "Hi! You're cool," a girl with her hair in pigtails said. "What's Your Name?"

"Quinn Morgendorffer."

"Cool Name," another girl stated.

"Will you go out with me?" a red haired boy asked.

"Probably. I just got here!"


Usually Angela Li, Principal of Lawndale High, could tell when a new student was trouble. She could tell that the girl with the long curly red hair was going to be trouble. "As you can see, our Lawndale High students take great pride in their school. That's why you'll each be taking a small psychological exam to spot any little clouds on the horizon as you sail the students seas of Lawndale High."

"No one told me about any test!" the girl objected.

Ms. Li glared at the girl, and made a note for Mrs. Manson...


( Mrs. Manson... )