so pile your boots up in the corner -- hang your jacket from the door

[herotypical]

Who: anyone invited to house seven's thanksgivingstravaganza -- as well as anyone walking by who might be curious about all the brouhaha.
What: giving thanks!
When: forward dated to november 24th due to predicted holiday hiatuses!
Where: house seven!
Summary: friends, food, fondness. family. festivities.
Rating: g for goin' up.

House Seven was decked out in soft oranges and browns. Gentle reds and yellows. The table was shoved up against a wall and dish upon dish of delicious Thanksgiving dinner-bits adorned it. Plates to one side, a pile of cutlery. Feel free to line up and pile your arms high with roasted turkey, mashed potatoes, sweet potato casserole, carrots and green beans, cranberry sauce, sinful gravy. Stuffing. Steamed broccoli. The amount of food would almost be laughable had the guest list not been so long. Chatter abounded.

It was, by all accounts, a fairly casual gathering. No ceremony (Buffy, by this point, was all ceremony'd out after some fiercely dedicated meal-prepping) to stand on and no customs to keep. Just food and friendship. The only thing customary about Buffy Summers would be her delighted, enchanted grin throughout the evening. Very little pleased her more than a social event that was going well.

Mix! Mingle! Make merry!

(ooc; threadjack into oblivion and don't forget to add your character to the entry tags! have fun! note that this is forward-dated. i'll be tagging around myself later this evening. )

Comments

[all7seas]

"Hmm. I've never enjoyed eating lamb. Poor little devils. And you enjoy this festival back at your Viking home?"

[dragoneer]

"Well--" Huh. He'd never thought about it particularly in those terms before. Hairy Hooligan holidays were an experience, to be sure. "Sure. I mean, they were fun and what I always grew up with. Even if they can get bit...abrasive."

[all7seas]

"Family difficulties? Always happens at such gatherings, really." Jack had an odd assortment of aunts, uncles, and cousins who could never successfully gather in the same room together.

[dragoneer]

"Well? It's not so much family difficulties as much as just the nature of vikings. Iiii know I don't set the best example, but we're just very physical. And in your face. And...basically everything I'm not."

He doesn't sound sad about that, at least. It's just a fact, now.

[all7seas]

"In other words, very much like pirates, I imagine. Eh. Some of us are just not like the rest. We're not bothered, are we, son?"

The apple, as they say, does not fall too far from the tree.

[dragoneer]

Hiccup shakes his head. "Nah. I mean, I was the first viking to train a dragon, after all. It's like I told you. You can be small and still make a difference."

[all7seas]

"Of course, of course. I think that was the moral of that tale with the fox and the grapes."

Jack is very clearly only half-listening, at this point.

[dragoneer]

"The...the what."

No, really, do please explain that, dad.

[all7seas]

"When the bitty fox, eh? The bitty sly thing, he wanted the grapes, and so he jumped and jumped and jumped!" Then...something about a pitcher with a crack in it? He tries to remember.

[dragoneer]

Ah, likened to a 'bitty sly thing'. Well, he's heard worse. "And...he eventually got them, or what?"

[all7seas]

"He LEAPED for them, son. Leaped and leaped! And leaped some more!"

[dragoneer]

The suspense is...sure building. "Is...that all he did? Leap?"

[all7seas]

"Aye, lad---he leaped! And---leaped. And then? EVEN MORE leaping!"

[dragoneer]

"...I'm starting to see a story pattern, here."

[all7seas]

"He leaped a bit more, and then a bit more. And then that fox, he decided, lad, that he didn't want those bloody grapes in the first place! And then he went home. The end!"

[dragoneer]

"...Wow. That was...a real riveting story, Jack." One that he will not try to apply in his life because how would you even do that?

[all7seas]

"Be sure, son, that you apply the moral of this tale to your life; that way lies wisdom and prudence."

The pirate nods to himself; yes. Yes, he's done right by the boy in telling him this story.

[dragoneer]

"...Yeah, I'll keep it mind if I'm ever jumping for grapes." And, of course, because he has said this, it will happen at some point or another.