Springtime Harvest

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Who: mikangirl, threeswordsoul, their immediate families by demand, their extended families, friends, and orchard workers by invite. (That's... a lot of people >_>a)
What: Mikan harvest!
When: All day, 24th April
Where: Nami and Zoro's fictional mikan orchard on the outskirts of town.
Summary: It's that time of year again in which the household sneakily gathers free fruit-pickers--uh, I mean, makes a celebration of the annual Spring harvest. Food, festivities, and fruit collection? Bring a basket.
Rating: Rated C. For cavities.



[The entire orchard is decorated for the event with streamers and flowers along the fences; pinwheels, too, though they're always there. There's a looot of fruit to be picked, and Nami will supply baskets for everyone-- and anyone who comes bearing a basket of their own can take it away filled with fruit at the end of the day. In the meantime, enjoy the scenery and the food and drink and each other's company. The harvest ends at sunset.]

[ooc: Cross-thread and threadjack to your heart's content. You can be out amongst the trees, in where the food is being served (there'll be a few tables to sit at on the back porch area), lurking in the house for whatever reason or anything else you can think of to do at a huge family gathering like this :|a The food is delicious, supplied by Sanji - and beware the roving Hughes with his camera. |D

I will also be slow as hell to begin with because my internet is dead, but pfft there are a lot of other people at this thing. SCRATCH THAT I LIED. What the hell, computer. B| ...anyway, go nuts.]

Comments

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Mwuahahaha >8D He sets her down again, looking absolutely pleased with himself. As he should be, for he is awesome]

Ohooo, this time?

Would you care to make this 2 out of 3, then? [THAT'S RIGHT, DAUGHTER OF MINE. Let us make this an official battle]

[chiisaichou.livejournal.com]

[OH, YOU JUST WAIT. Because it is on now. Miyabi pouts for a second, then grins and leans forward, prodding her father in the chest.]

Eheh, all right. But if I win, you have to get me a new easel. A big one.

[Hers disappeared with the Shift. ;A; And so many of her art supplies, too.]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Alright, deal.

And if I win, you gotta make a batch of your peach dumplings. [Notice how they both request items the other probably would've provided without prompting... 8|a OH WELL. All for the spirit of competition. You are truly his daughter, Miyabi]

[chiisaichou.livejournal.com]

I accept! I'm going to beat you this time, papa! [DETERMINED FACE. B|9]

We both get five seconds to run in the opposite direction before we can start looking for eachother, that way it's fair. A-And you better not try and get any help, that's cheating! I won't forgive you if you cheat, papa! [She huffs. This is a serious matter now, okay. Now that she has something to gain.] Okay, ready?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

I swear on my honor as your father, I will not cheat! [Gaspu. The most sacred promise ever known to man. He gives a grin and a nod, turning slightly for the opposite direction.]

Ready~!

[chiisaichou.livejournal.com]

[Oh my. That's a damn solid promise right there. Miyabi grins makes a promise of her own before she whirls around on her heel.]

Go!

[And she leaps into the brush. Just a few seconds of sheer running, then...THE GAME IS ON. You are going down, Sanji.]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Sanji takes off through the rows of mikans, careful not to run into any before he's five seconds away. Then he turns on his heel, slowly picking his way back. Not before peering around each and every tree he hides behind, though. And the only reason he doesn't pull an aerial attack is because your mother might forcefully remove his manhood should he stand on any of these trees. >_>;

Hmm... not sight of the daughter. Not yet. But oh, he refuses to give up. Crouching Derp, Hidden Badass is on the loose]

[chiisaichou.livejournal.com]

[The thought of going aerial had crossed Miyabi's mind as well - she could easily jump onto some of those branches - but she didn't. Nami would have her head if anything snapped, and twice if she fell and hurt herself. Not that she would, but...mothers. So, the small girl is weaving and twisting between the mikan grove, eyes scanning any and everything for a flash of gold.

Strangely, as she goes, Miyabi can't help but feel this is...familiar. Not familiar in the way she's used to. A different familiarity. Voices, laughing, playing hide-and-seek around huge mushrooms, bouncing on the tops of them...faces covered in paint, all laughing. Happy, familiar...home, family.

Family--ah! Right! Looking for someone of her family now. Quit daydreaming, this is a battle.]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Sanji stops to gather his bearings behind a mikan tree, ears peeled for the slightest sounds as he rests one hand against the bark. He needs a better strategy than this; running around blindly until they see each other could take all day - the mikan grove isn't exactly small, after all.

Calling out would give away his position, but it'd all get her closer to him... And that's the point of this, isn't it? Sometimes you gotta take your chances]

Miyabiiii~ [Said so very softly, and Sanji darts quickly just in case daughter #2 is closer than he thinks]

[chiisaichou.livejournal.com]

[Maybe it was fate, or some kind of divine intervention, the moment Sanji calls her name, quiet as it was, there's a definite rustle from the branches close by. A moment later, out springs daughter, looking triumphant, but--!

...He's not here. Damn. Miyabi pouts, then turns her head this way and that, her own ears peeled and legs ready to spring away this time. She's out in the open, lured to the trap, but won't go down without a fight. She wants at least one win under her belt!]