4. Party Rock Anthem

[buymedumplings]

Characters: Party People
Content: Bolin hosts a block party in Twilight Town. Food, fun, and partying! Whoo!
Location (including world): Twilight Town, The Sandlot
Time of Day: Late afternoon and into the night
Warnings: Excessive partying?
Notes: Feel free to start your own sub-threads, thread-jack, and just have fun. Open free for all is the style for threading.


Bolin, with the help of Spirits, Moogles, and various other people had finally finished setting up the party. There were tables laden with different kinds of food of course and decorations everywhere. They'd made sure to clear a space for dancing and Perry the Platypus had volunteered to DJ with some equipment borrowed from the moogles for the night. Bolin wished there could be more people so they could have games and stuff like a proper street festival...but for what he had he felt it was pretty good.

Now they just needed people to show up for the fun.

Comments

[unrecovered]

"Actually, yeah. The giraffes are all crazy." He figured after dealing with Puddles, he had some idea. "Look, if she wants the drink, she can have it. I'm not going to finish it now."

[brodakota]

"Yeah, sorry about that," North said, looking at the ground and then back at his thunderaffe, who was looking at him expectantly, as if asking for permission.

"I don't think that's a good idea. I don't want her forming any more bad habits."

[unrecovered]

"Don't worry about it. Mine's just as bad." Which was exactly why he hadn't brought Puddles with him tonight.

"Okay." Fang had gone off to bother Cactus, so Wash knelt down and put the drink on the ground, offering it to Melody. She sniffed it, gave him a withering look, and pointedly turned her back to him, nose and tail in the air, snubbing his offer. Was he kidding? That drink had thunderaffe nose in it!

Wash huffed and stood back up, tossing the much abused drink into a nearby trash can. "Everybody's a critic."

[brodakota]

"I admit I don't blame her. I don't really know where Trouble's nose has been, aside from in everything."

More than once, he'd had to push her away from a trash can, and the food table, and something she found on the street.

"Again, sorry."

[unrecovered]

"You've got a point." Wash glanced back down at Melody, who sat down and gave him a very pointed look. Of course Trouble's person had a point. Evidently her person was just slow on the uptake today.

"I told you, don't worry about it. It could have been worse - she could have tried to eat my shirt."

[brodakota]

North sighed at the reminder. At least he'd managed to teach her that shirts were a no go when it came to food.

"I bet she still would if you let her. She doesn't say no to cotton, or whatever your shirt happens to be made of."

[unrecovered]

A shirt-eating Thunderaffe will never not be funny. He'd apologize, North, but he's not sorry. "Please tell me she can't bite through armor."

[brodakota]

North has no qualms about telling Trouble that Wash's shirts are fair game if he keeps it up. But what's a few eaten shirts between friends?

"No, thankfully she can't do that. Her teeth aren't that sharp."

[unrecovered]

At which point Wash will tell Puddles that it's perfectly okay to sleep on North's bed, especially while North is in it. Maybe they should just avoid passive-aggressive Thunderaffe warfare for now.

"Good. That'd be the last thing any of us need."

[brodakota]

He'll just store the ideas for later then, just in case.

"Wash, if you were imagining giraffes with fangs, I'm seriously going to have to worry about you. And you've come up with some pretty ridiculous stuff."