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Who: Everyone!
What: Thanksgiving + New Feather party.
When: Evening of the 20th.
Where: School cafeteria, nicely done up.
Summary: There's food. And there's also board games, are you game for some Snakes and Ladders?
Rating: Let's put this all over the board. Strange stuff can happen, man.
[Thanksgiving may not be a familiar holiday to most in Luceti, but everyone understands potluck, at least! Hopefully. Preferably.

It's all done buffet-style as usual. Thanksgiving stuff greets you first when you grab a plate and get in line at the buffet lines (food and drink provided by everyone, Thanksgiving stuff courtesy of the Welcome Centre and Ginia). Though of course, don't think that you have to stand in a line while eating! There's tables and chairs for sitting and talking and— eating, obviously. Reach out and grab a drink! If you get one that's been prepared by the Welcome Centre, it's non-alcoholic. Can't really say the same for anything else brought by others, so you may want to be careful. Y'know, just in case.

'course, there's also board games if you're interested in 'em. Just check out that corner over there!]

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Oh! I'm good with secrets, tell me, tell me! [No she isn't.]

I can't tell you a secret that's not my own, Yotsuba.

Huh? Not yours? ...Then who?

It is a conspiracy that reaches to the very highest levels of government. But that part is also a secret, Yotsuba. I hope I haven't erred by trusting you with it.

... [You're using those words again. Those ones she doesn't understand in the slightest.] Sounds impoor-tant!

['Sometimes I wonder if I'm being mean by doing this.']

It is.

If the govverment is hiding something then it must be even more impoortant. Super impoortant, maybe even more impoortant than that!

[...] Will Yotsuba get dirted if this is ever told to anyone?

['Dirted? ...Ah.']

...No. No, Yotsuba. I don't think so, anyway.

['Facepalm.']

Ohhh, good! I can't go bike riding if I'm dirted.

[What are you doing Kyon?

...

Slowly moving her hands...

Over her own face...

Did I facepalm good?]

That is only one of the many things you can't do if you're dirted. I urge you to avoid that condition.

[When he recovers from his own facepalm, he spots her doing it and ...

... immediately facepalms again.

'I guess this was gonna happen sooner or later.']

What else can't I do when dirted then? Can Yotsuba still go next door?

[Saying this with her hands still over her face.

...

Looking around a little by parting her fingers slightly, then looking up at Kyon.]

I don't get it.

Most things in this world become off-limits to us once dirted, Yotsuba. It is the great challenge and mystery of life.

['I sound like freaking Koizumi when I talk to this girl.'

He reluctantly removes his hand from his face.]

...Don't worry about it.

...A lot of things are a mystery, huh? That's deep. Such troubled times.

[Taking her hands away from her face as well! Copying is fun.]

Why did you do that? Was there something on your face which I couldn't see?

['Yes. Deep resignation.']

It's something you do sometimes when you want to express a certain expression.

What ex-press-shun would that be?

[Wait, she knows which expression! Slapping her hands back over her face--]

Youtsuba is happy, really really happy, and this proves it! Look at my expre- Expressh-- Face!!

Okay, you're on the right track. Now just think the opposite and you'll get it.

[The opposite of happy? Uhm...]

Sad, Yotsuba is very sad. [...] You're sad too. Very sad.

I guess that's one way to put it.

What's the two way to put it?

Weariness, maybe.

Can the three way to put it be... Ice cream?

['I sense a hint here.']

If you want to get started on the ice cream, I don't see why not.

[You're like some sort of mind reader Kyon. Luckily, she has some spoons on her ready for such a thing!]

Great! Here, you can have one of these and Yotsuba will have the other. Ice cream!

[After a brief battle with the lid she manages to get past the container and stare at the delicious ice cream below, untainted by the spoon of a five year old... For about ten seconds, after which Yotsuba digs into the poor ice cream and shovels a big spoonful into her mouth.]

['...Alas, poor ice cream. I knew him well, Horatio. From where the sun now stands, I will eat no more forever.

Except not.'

Kyon will also take that spoon and eat... 'cause why not.]

[Why not indeed. Plus he might as well get his spoon in whilst the getting is good. For a little thing she's making quick work of this ice cream.

...That is until the inevitable happens when you eat too much ice cream in a short amount of time.]

Gyaaaaaaaah!! Paaaain!

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