Birthday Party for Laura/X-23

[noteful]

It's a pretty low-key party, all things considered, and not significantly different than the one Parker or Meg would have thrown in a dorm room for a friend at home, not-exactly-traditional menu not withstanding.

There's music, low enough to talk over (and maybe with a little more folk in the mix than one expects to find a party). Balloons and streamers in purple and blue and red. A place to leave presents. People to meet or catch up with.

And, most importantly, a chance to wish X-23 (or Laura) a very happy birthday.

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[evil_koala_626]

"My name Stitch."

In contrast to the rapid fire jabbering of Tantalog, Stitch's English is stilted and deliberate. There is an unmistakable firmness tacked on to the last word. A clawed hand is extended towards the loaf of gar- Stitch freezes, eyes locked on the carton of ice cream farther down the table.

"Tukibowaba!"

He scuttles forward and seizes the box with visible glee.

Re: Food and Drink

[noteful]

Oh, Stitch.

Meg has heard of Stitch.

She smiles slightly.

"I'm guessing you don't need a spoon."

Re: Food and Drink

[evil_koala_626]

There is no verbal reply aside from excited grunts, growls and contended "mmmm!" noises. But the gusto in which the ice cream, carton and all, is being devoured probably qualifies as a 'no.'

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So they're gonna need more ice cream.

Meg adds that to the mental list.

And then looks at the . . . can she use the word "carnage" for a buffet table.

And decides to chuck the list and just redo all the food.

When he's done.

"Lemonade?"

Re: Food and Drink

[evil_koala_626]

Stitch blinks stickily up at her before beaming.

"Ih!"




"Please."

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Meg finds a safe place for the not-a-birthday-cake and then picks up the pitcher of lemonade.

She starts to pick up a glass, too, and then, with a quietly amused glance back at the table, simply holds out the whole pitcher.

Re: Food and Drink

[evil_koala_626]

The pitcher is happily accepted and lifted toward his face, the better to drink from. A decent amount of lemonade is actually consumed. And not, y'know, sloshed all over the place like the rest of it is.


Stitch helpfully offers the pitcher back.

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"Thank you."

It's a very nice pitcher, after all.

Meg can't help it; she holds out a napkin, too.

Re: Food and Drink

[evil_koala_626]

It is plucked up between the claws of a thumb and what passes for an index finger. "S'okay."

And, having finished dining, he begins to wipe himself off.

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Meg wishes him luck.

(She thinks a fire hose might not be an unreasonable clean-up method, honestly.)

"I'm . . . glad you could come."

Re: Food and Drink

[evil_koala_626]

Blink.

"Gaba?"

Re: Food and Drink

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"To the party," Meg clarifies.

"I'm sure Laura is pleased that you're here."

The buffet table may have died a horrible death, but in a good cause.

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[evil_koala_626]

Ears lowered, Stitch rubs one forearm awkwardly.

"S'okay." He repeats.

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[noteful]

"Good."

Meg smiles.

And, once Stitch has retreated from the field of glory, takes fifteen minutes and three trips down to bar to undo the damage.

When she steps away from the buffet table, everything is clean and neat, the bowls are full again, and Laura's be-candled bread is back in place.