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Alain's birthday
It's almost sunset, and the preparations are almost finished.
Cuthbert, Lilly, and the waitrats they've roped into helping out have set up tables with food out by the lake. On one of them, there's a small CD player currently playing The Beatles.
A few games are set up in the surrounding area--the kind you'd find at any country fair or picnic--but on the whole, there's nothing elaborate.
All that's needed now is for people to show up.
[Summary: Alain has a birthday party. Roland, Cuthbert, Susan, Lilly, Faith, Ace, Meg, and Gavroche attend. There are snow cones and lovely presents and a general mood of "there's doom all around, so let's make this one thing tonight happy and fun".]
Cuthbert, Lilly, and the waitrats they've roped into helping out have set up tables with food out by the lake. On one of them, there's a small CD player currently playing The Beatles.
A few games are set up in the surrounding area--the kind you'd find at any country fair or picnic--but on the whole, there's nothing elaborate.
All that's needed now is for people to show up.
[Summary: Alain has a birthday party. Roland, Cuthbert, Susan, Lilly, Faith, Ace, Meg, and Gavroche attend. There are snow cones and lovely presents and a general mood of "there's doom all around, so let's make this one thing tonight happy and fun".]
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"What up, sai? Can I offer you a refreshment?"
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"Don't suppose you have cherry?" She asks, hopefully. Mmmm, cherry sno cones.
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"You do it. I've never seen one of these before." She'll get snow everywhere, she knows it.
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"No worries," she says, scooping up some ice, feeding it into the top of the house and then turning the crank as she pushes down on the Snoopy head. Crushed ice snow spirals into the little cup, which she anoints with cherry syrup, accessorizes with a shovel/spoon and hands to Ace.
"There you go!"
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"Wonderful. So how are you doin', Lilly? Haven't seen you for a bit."
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"Oh, I met him. Cool guy. Turns maggots into gunslingers, apparently."
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"Not exactly normal, but close enough," Lilly says encouragingly. "I think you can chat him up, yeah."
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"Weird. He talked to me, eventually. I got stories from him and everything. Maybe I'm just a scarier conversationalist or something."