Ingress's Sixth Birthday Party

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*It's eleven o'clock on Saturday morning, thanks to Millitime, and the stage is set for Ingress's birthday out by the lake. The House of Arch family has gathered around a perfect picnic spot under a tree. Right beside them is a playground Tom has conjured just for the occaision. There is a swingset, a slide, a merry go round, and a sandbox charmed with sand that's perfect for building.

Ingress is wearing a gown fit for a princess. It has been charmed against stains and ripping just for this special day. She is also wearing a blinking button which reads "I am 6!" She is very, very, very excited.

Tom, Door, Gavroche, and Megwyn are putting finishing decorating touches on the picnic tables set up with a gigantic cake, gallons of ice cream from Florean Fontescue's ice cream parlor, and punch. There is also a table with baskets of wizarding crackers. These are gifts for the guests - once the crackers are popped, the recipient will get a hat of some kind (maybe there will be a plethora of pirate hats!) and a wizarding toy or game like chess or gobstones. Or whatever else you'd like - the guest gets to decide!

There are several chairs under the tree as well, providing a good view of the playground.

Come, birthday with them!*

OOC: Summary forthcoming. However, very important (and menacing) Barty and Tom thread within.

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Smeagol's here for the food. The ice cream should flee in terror.

He's staying away from the crackers, mostly. Magic freaks him out.

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Hi Smeagol! You came! Come have some cake.

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Smeagol wipes his hands on his lapel and grins at Ingress.

"Thank you. I would love some." He remembers his manners after a moment and adds "Happy birthday."

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Thanks!

*She leads him over to the cake table and presents him with a large slice of cake and a basket full of wizarding crackers.*

You get a present, too!

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Smeagol eyes the crackers a bit warily and choses the least threatening looking one.

A large, realistic crown pops out with a flash of glitter, and Smeagol stares at it.

"Wow."

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*She picks something up from the ground.*

Look! You got a wzarding chess set, too. They move around and whack on each other.

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Smeagol pokes at it.

"I've seen one of these. Ron showed it to me."

The bishop he's poking makes a rude gesture at him, and he stands back, looking surprised.

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You have to show them who's boss.

Hey, you lot, stop that. That's mean.

*They listen to Ingress.*

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Smeagol finds the notion of little people who listen to him rather attractive.

"That's right. You lot had better listen to me. Otherwise it's back in the case for all of you."

He bows politely to Ingress. "Thank you, once again."

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You're very welcome. Do you want some cake and punch?

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Never one to turn down food, Smeagol nods.

"It's very good cake," he puts in, around a mouthful of what she handed him earlier.

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OOC: Oops. Oh well, he's a hobbit. He can have more than one piece.

Smeagol, you can come play with me later, if you want. I have to go say hi to more of my guests. I'm the birthday princess, and that's my job.

*She nods very seriously*

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One slice is short fare for a hobbit anyway. Two is much more acceptable.

He smiles at her. "Go on, then. Happy birthday. Thank you for the presents and the cake."