mayfield_logs | Happy Birthday, John Egbert

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.