Happy Birthday, John Egbert

[busy_fists]

Who: Dad, John Egbert, and whoever else wants an excuse to eat cake and party.
What: John Egbert's slightly postponed 14th birthday party.
Where: 311 Miller Street
When: Saturday the 14th, after all the bodyswapping stuff is resolved and back to normal.
Warnings: Action tags and threadjacking. Also potential unrestrained pranksterism.

[Well, it's not the day of John's 14th birthday, but Dad figures he can be forgiven for delaying it a day due to Mayfield shenanigans. After all, if there's anyone in Mayfield who should understand the excuse 'shenanigans,' it's John Egbert. The front lawn of 311 Miller Street is quite a sight to see - in addition to Mom's Zazzerpan statue, it's still full of forks from when Niou pranked Dad in the last event. Mom insisted on keeping them there to satisfy her own strange decorating tastes, so Dad decided to capitalize on this for the party by baking a ludicrous amount of cupcakes and placing one top of each fork for the guests to pick off and eat as they please. It's like something out of some bizarre fever dream from a diabetic coma. And to top everything off, there is a huge three-layered cake sitting on a table set up next to the front door, with room nearby for presents. Dad has the guests gathered near the front lawn in various only slightly obvious hiding places, ready to spring out and yell SURPRISE when the guest of honor arrives. He's made sure to call John ahead of time and ask him to come over to celebrate, and the entire rest of the town has been invited to share this special day.

Most prominent, even considering everything else, is a banner draped across the front of the house, reading the following.]

HAPPY 14TH BIRTHDAY, JOHN.
I AM SO PROUD OF YOU.

Comments

GIFT TABLE

[busy_fists]

[Here's where anyone attending can leave their presents for the birthday boy.]

Re: GIFT TABLE

[pinkscarflady]

[Mom's gift isn't something that she wanted to bring into the house. So she's waiting for John by the gift table, festive martini in hand. By 'festive' I mean this one has an umbrella in it.]

[busy_fists]

John's going to be so surprised.

[pinkscarflady]

Yes, I can imagine that much of this will come as quite a shock. Your present especially.

[She means the one that isn't a book.]

Re: GIFT TABLE

[answerer_sword]

Can I take a quick look at that?

[Bazett steps over to the gift table. As security, it is her duty to check every present to make sure it will not be dangerous.]

[hisnameisthecaptain]

[A case of beer, unwrapped, is left on the table.

"Happy birthday" is painted on the side of it.]

[busy_fists]

Not that I don't appreciate the sentiment, but I think my son might be a little young for a gift like that.

[answerer_sword]

[Bazett picks it up, feels its weight, and uses her runes to peer into the cans. She then puts it down and uses her structural analysis to examine the fluid inside. As far as she can tell, it is pure beer.]

MINGLE THREAD

[busy_fists]

[There's probably some people here who don't know John at all and just want to hang out and have an excuse to party and relax a bit. Feel free to do so here!]

Re: MINGLE THREAD

[answerer_sword]

[Among the partygoers, there is one that sticks out like a sore thumb. Instead of looking jovial, the woman looks serious and dour. She is also sipping water out of a water bottle instead of going to get food or drinks from the table. Her eyes dart from one person to another, as if looking for signs of trouble.]

[True to her word, Bazett has arrived to play security.]

[busy_fists]

[Professional nod to Bazett on the side.]

[con_heir]

[OH JESUS THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING

DAD WHY WOULD YOU

John has to admit it's very sweet, and he appreciates that his dad is going to all this trouble when they're stuck in the middle of Mayfield. He can't help feeling more than a little embarrassed at all the extravagence, though, and his face is red when he shows up.]

Geez, Dad! You didn't have to go to all this trouble...

[busy_fists]

[Well at least he didn't just grandpasimpson.gif right around as soon as he saw everything. But Dad is nothing if not needlessly extravagant when it comes to doing things for his son, so he's wearing his usual disarming smile as he makes his way over to John.]

Nonsense, son. You deserve it. You've grown up so fast and accomplished so much, and I know it must be hard being away from home for so long, so I wanted to make your first birthday in a new place really memorable.

[Smiling, he reaches his hand out, but instead of ruffling John's hair, he claps it on his shoulder in a gesture of manly pride and acceptance.]

Today, John, you are a man. Happy birthday, son.

[And then the hug, because Dad's still Dad, after all.]

[answerer_sword]

Are you the birthday boy?

[Bazett is scrutinizing him. So far, his form does not seem to be an illusion.]

FOOD TABLE

[busy_fists]

[That cake is damn impressive, and looks pretty delicious. Dad's an expert baker, too, so anyone trying it will quickly discover that it is. There's also a bowl of punch, a cooler full of soda for the kids and beer for the adults, chips, pretzels, and the other sort of expected party fare.

Re: FOOD TABLE

[ooeeooahah]

[ There are a few pizzas at one end - mostly normal varieties, such as pepperoni, vegetable garden, and four-cheese, but there's also Hawaiian and tuna-and-fresh-tomato-with-Alfredo pizzas showing up at intervals during the party. ]

[busy_fists]

Smells delicious, Ilsa.

[strawberryredgrave]

(Pizza, you say? Guess whose attention that immediately gets?

This guy. Right here. Pizza and beer were really easy ways of getting Dante's attention, so he'll just be taking one of those Hawaiian slices.)

[noluckduck]

[Well, Clover brought the soda, as she said she would, and she even resisted the awful urge to keep the leftover money for herself.

Right now, she's just a) wondering why she's still here and b) eyeing the beer curiously.]

[busy_fists]

Clover! Good to see you. Thanks for bringing the drinks.

PARTY GAMES

[busy_fists]

[Feel free to make some labeled sub-threads as you prefer for whatever games people might want to start up. The yard will be free after everyone takes the forks out with their cupcakes.]

Pin the tail on the ass

[hisnameisthecaptain]

[The Captain has drawn a donkey on the side of the house.

He tried to use an ice pick with someones boxers, hopefully not his own, tied to it.

After several failed attempts to drunkenly pin a tail on the donkey, he passes out against in the grass.]

[busy_fists]

[Dad leans down to poke him.]

Re: Pin the tail on the ass

[answerer_sword]

[Bazett raises an eyebrow at this. It technically counts as vandalism, but does not seem to be dangerous in any way.]

[She kneels down and carefully shakes the man.]

Are you...alright?

[noluckduck]

[... Huh.

Clover just... pokes him with her foot.]

Dude. Were ya even invited?