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Outside, under the shade of the trees at the edge of the forest, there is a birthday party going on.

Shufti has laid several large picnic rugs down on the grass, one of which Jack is lying on, watching a passing butterfly.

On small folding tables is a selection of picnic food and paper plates. Sausages on sticks, little cheese and pineapple sticks, fresh fruit, some in sticks with dips. Then there is some more traditional Discworld food, figgins, strawberry wobbler, distressed pudding, cinnamon and marshmallow fingers, celery astonishment and, for the more adventurous, Bananana soup surprise and dwarf bread. On another is a birthday cake with eighteen candles on. A third table has drinks, mainly soft drinks but some beer cans out of reach of children.

[ooc: Normal party post practice applies. Invitations for Molly, Hank, Matilda Wormwood, Mathilda Lando, Mal, Susan Sto Helit, Nerdanel, Asar-Suti and Amanda can be found here. Slowtime as necessary is fine. Friendly gatecrashers will not be shot.]

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The tables are piled high with nice things to eat. Come enjoy.

Guppy, who got an invitation under his door, greets the hostess then moves over to the food when she mingles.

He examines the dwarf bread with a suitably bemused expression.

There's plenty of space on the soft fluffy rugs, whether you want to eat or just flop for a while. And a couple of picnic chairs for those who don't want to sit on the floor.

Molly is stretched out on one of the rugs, shoes kicked off, and dozing slightly. She had a lot to eat and drink last night, and very little sleep, so she is a bit tired, but in good spirits, just the same.

One large flying disc at your service. Nothing strange, just throw it.

If you brought a gift, there's a spare table a little way from the food.

Molly arrives with Cain, carrying two gift boxes, brightly wrapped and beribboned.

“Happy Birthday, Betty!” Molly says, hugging her friend in greeting. “This is Cain. I know I’ve mentioned him, but I don’t think the two of you have met before.”

Molly also presents Shufti with the presents (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v134/A_is_for_Amy/B000CNLK2M.jpg).

“One is for you,” she says with a smile, “and the other is for Jack (http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00008BR9A/ref=cm_gift_gg_bab_B00008BR9A/002-2179439-3712012?%5Fencoding=UTF8&v=glance), so he doesn’t feel left out.”

Cain smiles.

"Hello Betty. it is nice to meet you."

he extends his hand to shake hers.

"Happy birthday."

"Hello." She smiles and curtseys to Cain, then shakes his hand, looking happy and excited.

"Oh, thank you so much." she says, hugging Molly. "Should I open them now?"

"If you'd like," Molly says with a smile. She likes seeing Betty happy.

Cain chuckles, then leans in and kisses Molly.

"I'm going to mingle, dear. I will see you soon."

He turns to Betty.

"It is a pleasure to meet you."

He bows to her and wanders into the small crowd.

"Nice to meet you too Cain, help yourself to cake!"

She opens her present, gasping when she sees the pretty dress.

"It's beautiful, thank you Molly."

She helps Jack open his, watching his eyes go wide. In typical style he starts chewing the paper until Shufti shows him what he's got, and then he gurgles with delight and starts chewing that instead. Shufti smiles.

"That means he likes it. Thanks, it was very thoughtful."

Molly watches Cain go with a grin.

"I wanted to get you something pretty, instead of just practical," Molly confesses. "Every woman needs pretty things every once in a while."

She hugs Betty again, the reaches down to tickle Jack's tummy.

"And who can resist spoiling this little man?"

Jack has started to develop a very interesting looking bald patch since Molly last saw him. He giggles and reaches out for a cuddle.

"Well it's lovely, thank you." she says, smiling at Molly and the baby.

"My pleasure," Molly says.

She picks jack and the toy up and cuddles, and notices the bad spot with a chuckle.

"Looks like he's starting to rub his hair off. My mum said my bald patch made my hair look like a bird's nest at this age, because of my curls."

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And CJ brings over a parasol for jack... a bit of shade is good for babies.

Jack smiles and holds his hands up to CJ for a cuddle.

He's gained something of a bald patch since he last saw him.

jack is picked up and held, in the shade. "Hey, you are too young to be going bald."

"Hello."

Where there is Jack, his mum is never far away. She sits down and cuddles CJ.

"Yes, he's going bald. I don't know why."

"Hmm... did you ask the doc?"

She nods.

"Yes, Guppy says it just happens sometimes. He looked at Jack's scalp and said it didn't look like it was itching or hurting him, and it's not peeling or anything. He doesn't seem to be pulling it out, although he does get a handful from time to time. Actually he said it's already starting to grow back blonde."

A little smile. "And there was me thinking you were going to be a little red-brown hair like your mum."

"Just like his beautiful mother?"

"Well probably a little shorter."

She smiles and gives them both a peck on the cheek.

"Well that was the plan, but it looks like he's going to have his father's hair." She says, a little sadly, pointing to a few millimetre blonde tips sticking up from his bald patch.

"Well, hair is just hair." CJ holds both close.

"I know. I'm sure he'll grow up big and handsome whatever colour it is."

"Eh." Jack babbles to himself, investigating one of the buttons on CJ's shirt.