Let's Have a Party!

[sailorlaughter]

Who: Pinkie Pie and Open
What: Pinkie throws a sleepover party in Ponyville
Where: ...Ponyville
When: Early evening
Warnings: Pinkie Pie

Pinkie's been preparing for this sleepover for a while. At first, she couldn't figure out where to have it. Sugarcube Corner? Too small! Applejack's barn? Too rodeo-y! This was just a slumber party, after all, not themed or anything.

And then she realized. Nobody's living in the entire town anymore.

By the time the written invitations (inviting the recipient to THE SUPER AWESOME MIDNIGHT PONYVILLE BASH!!!) are recieved by everyone, the market square has already been decorated and littered with seemingly random piles of sleeping bags and blankets. The area is bordered by refreshment tables, set up as a potential barrier against Nightmares if anything happens. Lord Tubbinton and Toothy are patrolling around, and not much gets past them!

Pinkie herself will be hopping around the area to greet newcomers. Or anyone she thinks might be newcomers. If you don't want to get involved in her party, it's probably best to just avoid Ponyville altogether tonight.

Comments

[brodakota]

[North hadn't really planned on this.

He'd been avoiding Ponyville for the most part after losing Theta, neither of them particularly wanting to be apart from each other for that long. But at the same time, they would have to go back there eventually and so they decided to ease themselves back into it.

It was meant to be a quick once about town before heading back but North hadn't expected being ambushed by a pink pony and trapped in a seemingly endless sea of blankets and sleeping bags. And considering who he'd have to take on to get out of here...well, it looked like North and Theta were spending the night.]

[juniorganymedian]

May I offer you a drink, sir? [Have a glass of punch levitated in front of you, North. Jeeves isn't really trying to buttle, but it's an easy default to fall back on in social situations where he doesn't know many people. Or ponies, as the case may be.] The punch has a pleasant, citrus flavor.

[brodakota]

Oh, thanks.

[North replies with a nod, activating his own magic to accept the glass.]

So, did you volunteer or did she rope you in this?

[juniorganymedian]

[Jeeves lips rise ever so slightly in something like a smile.]

I was happy to accept Ms. Pie's invitation to the party, sir. I had not intended to stay for the slumber portion of it, but I enjoy social gatherings when my employer permits me the evening for my own activities. They are most enlightening and offer the opportunity to engage with those whom I might not otherwise have the chance to meet in-person.

I take it yours was a less willing attendance?

[statisticallyterrible]

[Unsurprisingly, Chell hadn't really intended to end up here, either. Ponyville still wasn't her style, yet somehow (Rarity) she kept getting roped into these party things.

She still hasn't the slightest what she's supposed to do in places like these, but her best bet is to go for a familiar face. As familiar a face as one can be in a different body, anyway.

The pegasus sent Theta a sidelong look as she approached. As deeply as the chase she'd had before irked her, it was perhaps good to know that things had worked out.]

[brodakota]

[North wasn't sure what to do either, but the pillows were comfortable and it was nice to lie down. Although it was weird since he'd always thought that horses, and by extension ponies, had always slept standing up.]

Hey, thanks for you help the other day. With Theta.

[The dragon/AI notices the glance, and looks away, a little embarrassed. It hadn't been him, but still, he felt bad.]

[statisticallyterrible]

[Usually Chell might leave things at a simple glance with Theta, but this time, she circles around the little dragon to get a better look. So, he's not hurt.

She gives North a small smile. It's good her wild goose chase didn't impede a proper reunion.]

[realmenknitplushies]

Mother of Invention, Nightmares. Twilight Town, Nightmares. At least a party should be safe... that's Kanji's excuse, at least. He's been a little curious for a while, at least since meeting Rarity: so this seemed like a good a time as any to bite the bullet and head on over...

Even if that would involve falling on his face just about after taking one step through the portal.

No-one ever accused Kanji of elegance.

So, here: have a rather sturdily-built, deep purple, earth pony partly trying to look around the place - but mostly, trying to stop feeling so damn weird about this whole 'four legged locomotion' thing...

[juniorganymedian]

A party offered many opportunities for Jeeves to both observe his fellow dreamers and interact with them to form alliances. As such, he accepted the vivacious Ms. Pie's invitation for the fete with a simple 'thank you.' Ponyville still disturbed him greatly, but he supposed exposure to its particular brand of oddity would eventually inure him to it.

He navigated gracefully between the scattered sleeping bags, levitating a plate of food that his Komory Bat had taken up residence on to eat. It made controlling the animal simple enough while he tended to other things. Other things including the stallion who seemed to be having trouble walking. Jeeves could appreciate such difficulties.

"Do you require some assistance, sir?" Then Jeeves noted the piercings and the skull on his flank. Was this man some sort of pirate? He didn't recall seeing anyone in the communicator archives who might claim that profession or hobby.

[realmenknitplushies]

Sir? This pony was - this guy was - calling him 'sir'? That certainly wasn't something that happened on a regular basis.

"Huh, me?" Kanji responded, looking over. "I'm alright, man. Just... gimme a bit to get the hang of this whole - thing. I ain't been here before."

And honestly, he wasn't sure what he'd expected to see. What was a town for horses supposed to look like? It all seemed positively ... normal, give or take the current decorations.
(Adorable, even. Not something he'd ever complain at.)

[brodakota]

North can relate to that feeling. While he's mostly stable nowadays, there are still moments when he starts thinking about it and loses track of his feet and then, well, it's a good thing no one's around to see the result.

"You do alright there? It's takes a little time to get used to."

At least there are helpful purple unicorns with red and blue baby dragons to help out.

[realmenknitplushies]

With cute as hell baby dragons. Excuse him for a second while he gets distracted, takes a couple of steps sideways in an attempt to get his balance, legs skittering out under him as he tries - and looks awkward as heck.

"No kiddin'." He looks away for a moment- "Ain't done this before."

[fatemeter]

If he's looking around rather than up, he may be caught off guard by the hat that, with no more warning than a surprised yelp from several metres above his head, comes tumbling towards his snout.

Nervously, trying not to think too hard about it, Naoto rolls back over in mid-air until she can manage a slightly closer approximation of upright. That was... educational. She supposes she'll have to land again in order to retrieve it - but wait, is that purple horse down there watching...?

[realmenknitplushies]

Kanji's attention's on the food spread out at the second that the hat comes falling down. He's been around the block, talked to a few folks... he's starting to get the hang of how this pony thing works.

However, the surprise of seeing something like that sets him back off again - he stumbles back with a 'whoa!' and instinctively looks up to see what's going on.

If he wasn't watching before, he sure is now.

[wavesinherheart]

[Between one thing and another, Aqua had been spending an awful lot of time in Ponyville lately. Even if she proved to not actually be chosen as one of the people to hold the elements, the very least she could do was try and figure out anything she could about the Elements. True, she had yet to hear that there had been any new Elements found, but that hopefully didn't mean that people weren't trying.

And in any case, it wasn't particularly likely that stopping for a party was going to hurt anything much.]

[realmenknitplushies]

[Blue... blue's something that catches Kanji's eyes around here. After all, there are a sum total of two people he knows here with blue hair. Could it be...?
He's definitely not used to this whole 'recognising people as ponies' deal - so he figures it's worth a try. A little awkwardly, he'll just be saying-]

Hey. Havin', uh, fun?

[wavesinherheart]

[To be entirely honest, Aqua is still getting used to recognizing people as ponies herself. Especially when there are times when it's easier than others. She's even seen some people who aren't ponies. But all the same, she isn't going to be anything less than polite.]

So far, yes. You?

[lessabrasive]

[ A rather serious looking charcoal grey unicorn is seated quite comfortably on an oversized selection of gold and yellow pillows in the middle of the square. Pinkie might be throwing a party, but Lin is taking another look in that one book from the library, one about the Elements of Harmony.

Her pricklemane quietly helps himself to a cupcake or two from one of the trays the pink earth pony left out - they're meant to be for everyone, right? ]

[letteropener]

Read anything interesting in there?

[Celestia smiles as she wanders over, slipping away from the general press of the crowd while she has an opportunity.]

[lessabrasive]

[ Not that the crowd is particularly big, and the event exceptionally informal, but Lin can appreciate the sentiment. The book wavers but does not drop from where it levitates in front of her as the charcoal mare's attention shifts to Celestia. ]

Ah. Good evening! [There's a respectful dip of her head] It's a book on those Elements we've been looking for. Pinkie told me they'd been hidden in here once upon a time.

Not much use for actually finding them now, but I was curious about their history.

[fatemeter]

[Yep, for everyone. Which is why, should the Pricklemane dare to approach the last cupcake on the tray, he'll find it yoinked away from under his nose, several feet into the air.

The offending Komory Bat flutters in place for a moment longer, just to rub it in. A few globs of pink frosting shake free of the cupcake in its tiny feet and drop back down to earth.]

[lessabrasive]

[ There's an offended counter-chirp from the pricklemane as the icing drops onto his spikes, and he hops back and forth on his paws to express his unhappiness. That's so rude! You only had to ask, you know! ]

[ Lin glanced up from her book and gave both an irritated green glare. A disapproving hoot followed from the peepsta hoo nestled on some pillows. ]

[fatemeter]

Naoto's heard a little about this place, so she had to bite the bullet sometime, and taking the plunge on a night she could be certain there'd be other dreamers around would at least mean none of it was in vain. That was her rationale for accepting that unsolicited invitation, anyway. Now that she's here, wobbling on all fours just in front of the portal, she's tempted to re-evaluate it.

Her Komory Bat flutters in circles around her head, as if to encourage her. She looks up at it, her wings twitching uselessly. Well, she supposes, as annoying as she finds it, easing into this will be an improvement on going nowhere. Gritting her teeth, she takes an unsteady step forward... and bumps straight into a pony's flank. Another pony's flank, even - probably larger than hers, probably not the same shade of slate blue.

"Ah -" She cringes away, keeping her head low, feeling her cheeks burn in places that she isn't consciously thinking of as wrong, don't look at her, this isn't her, and mumbles, "E-Excuse me."

[sailorgenerous]

A bit larger, yes, but not by much. Rarity gave a surprised "Ooh!" as somepony bumped her flank and turned to see who'd lost their footing. It wasn't somepony she recognized, but that didn't really matter, now did it. "Hello!" Rarity greeted them, offering them a bright smile. "You're just in time for the party."

Except her new friend didn't seem too terribly happy to be here at all. "Oh, dear, are you alright? Do you need any help?"

[fatemeter]

"I'm quite all right, thank you," Naoto managed to say, if only in a muffled tone of voice that suggested anything but. "My apologies. I must have slipped."

Assuming that this pony was indeed just a friendly stranger - she certainly couldn't place the voice for now, distracted as she was - she gave her a polite nod, and... found herself rooted to the spot, reluctant even to wobble away from this conversation. What if she fell over again?