[Action] Parties scheduled over surprise parties, like venison in the Szechuan chicken!

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

[Why has everybody been turning down Pinkie Pie's party invites? Including fellow teacher Champloo?]

[Well, he can't speak for anyone else, but amongst the SeeDs, instructors, faculty, and current and former students of Ms. Pie and himself, he has been arranging a surprise party for her for some time. And while it is grossly inconvenient for her to have chosen to host a party for herself at the same time as the surprise party, he is confident that the other invitees will reveal nothing and excuse themselves with grace and dignity, which Pinkie Pie will understand perfectly.]

[Just like he had.]

[Hoboy.]

[Whatever the case, the evening after Pinkie's invitational efforts finds him running about to confirm attendance and make sure all is in readiness.]

[OOC: Assume your character got invited if you want them to be invited. (And is being nigh-forced to attend, if you want them to but they wouldn't normally!) On the other hand, if they try to tell Pinkie the truth, they will have a cranky demonic chef descend upon them. He can communicate with the heart of ingredients, after all, and all Garden is an ingredient in this party.]

Comments

[hotpinkwhirlwind]

[Of course Sharpay is helping him get ready! By...hanging up more pink stuff.]

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

[Champloo appears literally out of nowhere to appraise this. Then gives it a thumbs-up.]

I think she will quite like the color!

[hotpinkwhirlwind]

[Please excuse Sharpay while she almost falls off her ladder in surprise.]

It'll match her hair.

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

She does seem to have a particular fondness for the color. [And he grins at his own understatement.]

[hotpinkwhirlwind]

[That understatement was beautiful. Sharpay grins back.] It's a great color.

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

Provided we have that and ample sugar, I have no doubt that she will find this party as wonderful as the ice cream at the heart of a baked Alaska!

[werepanther]

[Guess who brought most of the beer and wine? Tom's not a big fan of wine, but supposedly foodies like Champloo and Pinkie would prefer them to a good Trabian beer.

So of course, he's there, arranging all the alcohol so that it looks just right---and as an afterthought, that it's nowhere near the other drinks so some underage kid can't attempt to sneak it past all the other adults.]

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

[He eyes the alcohol thoughtfully -- he's really not sure about combining Pinkie Pie and that, but, well, it IS her party.]

This should be excellent! You have my thanks for the beverages.

[werepanther]

[Tom brought non-alcoholic stuff too! He just... cares less about it.]

No problem, man. It's the least I could do.

... Need any help with anything else?

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

Any opinions would be helpful! This is the first party I have thrown outside of the Netherworld. Evil Academy had, let us say, its own way of doing these things.

[werepanther]

So they were all demons? [Figures. Tom snorts, trying to recall whatever he learned from his various video games.] Well, besides the obvious of "I should probably keep most of the alcohol away from Pinkie," it looks fine to me.

Your food's pretty good too, so I wouldn't worry about that either.

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

Although we did have a human visitor or two, the Netherworld was primarily home to demons of all sorts, yes.