when your thoughts turn sour make them sweet instead

[sentree]

[ That was...positively horrible? Ugh. After a few hours, notes are slipped under each person's door. They read, in a neat handwriting: ]

Banquet in Vanellope's honor in the dining room.

- Reyna, Sally and Thalia

[ You may not know what to expect when they say banquet, but it...really is one, isn't it? Thalia's main dish is cheeseburgers, so there are so many of those, but the table's positively covered in an arrangement of fruit and vegetables and all kinds of bread. Looks like they've gone all out.

What's really the cream of it all, though, are the desserts. Not a lot that's special, but there's a wide collection of cookies and cupcakes, and enough hot chocolate to feed an army. Maybe literally. There is a section that's particularly fancy, and that's the many candy apples, definitely courtesy of Sally. Along with a cute amount of peppermint bark. It seems like the food is unending, too, since there's the delicatible smell of baking cookies and simmering candy from the kitchen. Thalia and Sally are keeping you stocked, don't worry. ]

Comments

[darthfanboy]

I will be. I'm only nursing physical ailments at this time.

[greatwidesomewhere]

Oh...good. If you drank a cup of tea, I'm sure it would help you feel better a bit more quickly.

[darthfanboy]

Perhaps I'll grab some later.

[...maybe.]

[greatwidesomewhere]

Or...I could bring you some. It wouldn't be any trouble.

[She sees right through you, buddy.]

[darthfanboy]

I wouldn't want to trouble you.

[he's not taking his medicine mom jeez]

[greatwidesomewhere]

[okay kylo you're getting a Look:]

I just said it's no trouble. Really.

[darthfanboy]

It'd clearly interrupt your plans for the day.

[greatwidesomewhere]

'Clearly'? You're not very observant if you think that.

[She's crossing her arms.]

Please. Let me help you. It's the only thing that's keeping my mind off of...everything.

[darthfanboy]

...Very well.

[geez ma]

[greatwidesomewhere]

Good.

[She looks pleased, at the very least. She can help. She can do something for someone.]

Wait right here. I'll be back.

[And eventually she does come back, bearing a tray with a pot of tea, two cups, cream, sugar, and a few slices of crusty bread with butter and jam.]

This will have you feeling much better, I'm sure.

[darthfanboy]

...Thank you.

[just gonna take that, and look at her.]

You don't have to do any of this for me, you know.

[greatwidesomewhere]

[Belle gestures for him to set it down on the dresser, so she can pour them both a cup.]

I know I don't. Trust me. Does that bother you?

[darthfanboy]

It doesn't bother me at all. But I prefer not to be an inconvenience.

[hes having a fucking tea party with belle, okay. he'll set that down right there.]

[greatwidesomewhere]

I'm being nice. It's not an inconvenience.

[MEN.....

She pours them both a cup, and then glances up at him questioningly.]

Cream? Sugar?

[darthfanboy]

Neither. Thank you.

[greatwidesomewhere]

Black it is, then.

[Like his soul. She passes over the cup.]

Nice and hot. That ought to clear your head a little.

[darthfanboy]

I suppose.

[gentle sips.]

It's good.

[greatwidesomewhere]

It's Oolong. Don't suppose they have that up among the stars, do they?

[darthfanboy]

Teas exist. Mostly made with floras from different planets. I can't say I've ever had this variety.

[greatwidesomewhere]

I don't imagine you would have, unless you'd visited China. Have...have you ever been to Earth, before this?

[darthfanboy]

I hadn't heard of the planet until my time here.

[greatwidesomewhere]

How strange. In my time...There are five other planets known to us, but none have ever left the Earth to go and see them. Such a thing would be utterly impossible. But you...you can go most anywhere, can't you?

[darthfanboy]

I suppose I can. Travel from planet to planet like that has always seemed somewhat second-nature to me.

[greatwidesomewhere]

I barely saw the outside of my village. I can't imagine having that kind of freedom...

[She finishes stirring cream and sugar into her tea and takes a dainty sip, for lack of a way to make herself sound less naive.]