I'm No Party-Throwing Expert But I Do Think This Is Gonna Be A Good One!

[summerdude]

The first day of summer dawns bright and warm, a steady breeze stirring through the trees. The day itself is a flurry of activity: Magnus and Tress meet up in the kitchen early in the morning to start throwing together refreshments for Galahad's party. They make three kinds of cookies, and also a tray of flat brownies — Magnus has it in his head that half of the cookies and all of the brownies should be turned into ice cream sandwiches and, accordingly, tracks down Susan (who seems to know everything about this place) to get her to produce a deep freezer for Legoland. (She has that look on her face like he smells bad the whole time, but when he mentions it's for the bachelorette, at least she seems slightly less cold and standoffish.)

While the baked goods cool, Magnus ransacks the pantry for chips and candy and stuff for sandwiches. He lets Tress handle ice cream selection; when they find boxes of Bagel Bites in the freezer, he cheers. Legoland definitely has a microwave; they plugged the freezer into the same outlet. (Is a bachelorette the same thing as a slumber party? Maybe!)

It's early evening by the time everything is done and set up, even with Alex and Tress's help. He decides that the substantial food and record player should both be reserved for Legoland, partly because it does have electricity. They lug a big old table up to the top of the tower for the taste tests, and then an easel with giant post-it notes for the 'naming Mansion constellations' portion of the evening, and then a bunch of the smaller easels, sketchpads, and a selection of different art supplies (markers, crayons, watercolors, pencils, acrylic paints) he and Sunny have been tracking down and hoarding, for the bestiality portion of the evening.

After sending Tress and Alex off so they can get ready, he sets up for the taste tests: bowls full of different candies (white rabbit, hopjes, strawberry-flavored fizzing warheads, Reeses's cluster bites, Haribo gummy goldbears, hundred grand bars, red vines, salmiak licorice, candied verdant vines (Tress made them), and nerd ropes), bowls full of chips (Takis in the flavors angry burger, blue heat, and dragon sweet chili; Lays in the flavors Wasabi Octopus, All Dressed, Cappuccino, White Rabbit Rich Toffee (to compare with the actual white rabbit candy), and Pimento Cheese), and several cloth bags covering different red-flavored sodas, with wine tasting note cards so people can try to guess which is Code Red, which is Big Red, which is Cheerwine, and (in a fond nod to Alex), which is Tizer. He completes the array with a stack of paper for general ranking notes for the candy and chips. (There are also a couple child-sized easels and ranking sheets, for Mothwing and Sunny, but Magnus did also bring regular water for her and Sunny, a fish supplied by Drosera for Mothwing, and some carrots and apple slices for Sunny. There is also an easel and notepad for Shen Yuan, even though he's just a ghost and probably can't manipulate it, but he knocked once for yes when Magnus asked his growing body if he was going to make it.)

Finally, after convincing Drosera that she should absolutely wear a cute little bolo tie and party hat for this, he darts into the mansion for a quick shower, a change into one of the outfits Galahad picked for him when they tried on clothes, and to collect the groom himself. He presents Galahad with a white sash embroidered in gold; it reads GROOM TO BE. There's also a little tiara that he found in their bedroom. He assumes it's a cheap gimmicky one, but it's actually filigree red and white gold with real sapphires, diamonds, and pearls — he just picked it because it's delicate and will blend in with Galahad's hair in a way that will let the sapphires really pop.


Stages of the night will be posted in parent comments; everyone is welcome to thread with whoever in response to those! Awkward social interactions between people who aren't necessarily friendly are encouraged.

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[mothwingofriverclan]

Mothwing lets out a mrrow of laughter. Even twoleg kits are adorable. "Twolegs like yourself can understand me here, and not other cats, though I don't know why," she meows.

[biteybaby]

Sunny counts her legs. "One two!" She wonders what else qualifies as a twolegs. She then starts counting Mothwing's legs. "One two three sevnin!"

Sunny has difficulties with numbers past three.

[mothwingofriverclan]

"One, two, three, four, actually," Mothwing corrects gently, lifting each paw in turn. Sunny's clearly a very young kit. "Are you having fun at the party?"

[biteybaby]

Oh, right! Four comes after three. It’s a hard thing to keep track of. There are so many numbers. “Uh huh!” She says.

[mothwingofriverclan]

"Me too," Mothwing meows. "I've never been to a bachelorette party before."

[biteybaby]

Sunny has also never been to a bachelorette party, but she has a hard time pronouncing that word, so instead she says, “Magnu Galad party.” She wonders if talking kitties enjoy being pet like non-talking kitties do. Sunny knows how to pet a kitty now. She has learned a lot of things since she got here a long, long time ago.

[mothwingofriverclan]

"Yep," Mothwing agrees. "They did a great job organizing it."

[biteybaby]

"Uh huh!" Except that the chips are gross. But Magnu brought some apples for her, so that makes up for it.

[mothwingofriverclan]

Mothwing looks at her, unsure how to entertain a twoleg kit. It does seem a little sad that Sunny has no littermates to play-fight with. Mothwing wishes she had a moss ball or something.

"Do you want to have a bachelorette party when you get older?" she finally asks. In her experience, kits like to talk about being grown up.

[biteybaby]

"Aeklogejula," Sunny says. This is a word which here means, "I think society's incessant need to ask infants and toddlers if they want to be married, specifically when it relates to a female child such as myself, is frustrating. I do not know if I will want to be married, I am not yet at an age where I think I should even be looking for romantic partners yet. However, I probably have another birthday coming up soon and wouldn't mind a fun party for that event when it happens, if anyone feels like planning one for me."

She then adds, "Cake!" She quite liked the cake she ate with Sagramore recently, when it was his birthday.

[mothwingofriverclan]

"Okay," Mothwing meows, amused. "So, cake for your next party?"

[biteybaby]

"Yeah! Cake." Cake is soft, which generally she does not care much for, but she really likes the icing, so that makes up for it.

[mothwingofriverclan]

"Do you like the food at this party? I'm not really a fan."

[biteybaby]

"No," Sunny says, signing no at the same time, even though she doesn't know if kitties know sign language or not. "Wasabi."

[mothwingofriverclan]

Mothwing knows from Magnus that that's what was making her favorite chips so spicy, so she nods emphatically. "I completely agree! They should just make plain octopus chips."

[biteybaby]

"Uh huh!" She didn't know there was octopus on the chips as well, she just knows they were gross. She has come to the conclusion that wasabi should only be eaten if it is some sort of life or death situation. She does not know what kind of life or death situation could be solved by eating wasabi, but she's certain that's the only way she would ever eat wasabi again.

[mothwingofriverclan]

"You're a very polite kit," Mothwing observes.

[biteybaby]

"Oh thanks," she says. "Bye!" she adds, because something else exciting has now caught her attention, and she runs off.