It's Pancake Day!

[abjurer]

Who: Anyone and everyone!
What: A feast of pancakes in honour of Shrove Tuesday.
When: Tuesday February 5th
Where: CH7, ground floor
Summary: Truly a feast day second only to Christmas!
Rating: PG/PG-13 for language if someone gets burned on the stove or hit by exploding magical pancake batter.

All of the ingredients have been gathered and are laid out when Max finally gets up that morning. More eggs and milk and flour than he's ever seen in one place and maybe he'd gone a bit overboard with it, but he didn't know how many people would be showing up. It wasn't as though they could use the rest of it some other time.


[OOC: Max's invitation can be found here. Essentially an open mingle post.]

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The pancakes themselves!

[abjurer]

Because between the explosions and hard physical labour, some people actually want to eat.

[gonnawreckit]

[Ralph slept through most of the hullabaloo... including the invitation.

Groggy and barely awake, he shuffles into the community kitchen, scowls at the unusual number of people around, then heads towards the fridge.

The giant of a man pulls out a gallon of milk and just starts chugging it down. What better way to start the day?]

[complicatedliar]

[Loki watches Ralph with an expression caught between disgusted and impressed. It's like watching Thor drink anything with alcohol. But with milk, which makes it far more gross.]

Loki

[complicatedliar]

[As is his habit, he just picks at food, far more interested in what's going on elsewhere. But even he'll stop and nibble occasionally.]

Re: Loki

[abjurer]

[As promised, a short while after Loki arrives, Max approaches him.]

So, would you like to examine the ingredients for the toad in the hole? I held off baking it.

[touchofrogue]

It wasn't all that long a walk from the Item Shop to C7. And. Free pancakes. Rogue hadn't responded to the invitation, but she was more than willing to just pop her head in. Imagine her surprise at seeing Loki there.

"You came to a pancake party?"

Saori

[windandrain]

[Saori has several large stacks of pancakes, and is eating off to one side. She's not being unsociable. She's just enjoying sticky sweet goodness. One might wonder where it is that she's putting it all, given that she's 5'4" and barely 120lbs.

Or why she just has a goofy smile on her face. Pancakes are the best.]

[not_a_troll]

[Loki joins Saori and just watches her eating pancakes with so much delight that its almost funny.

In the meanwhile he pokes his own pancake.]

[de_bel_survivor]

[Since Kouki does live on the second floor, it would be hard for him to miss the festivities and the delicious, pancake-y smell once he step outside. That, and he saw the notice on the journals.

With a smile, he glance around, taking in who is here, before helping himself to some pancakes.

A young demon king wearing cat ears-like headphones is chowing down on food. Nothing big over here.]

[abjurer]

[Not one to leave anyone feeling left out, Max spots the newcomer and when there's a fresh batch of pancakes ready, he sets a plate of crepes down next to him.]

Enjoying them?

[worldsaway]

[Since he laid his eyes on the invitation, Thor has been waiting for this. He hasn't had a panned cake in a terribly long time and he's missed them a great deal.

He has a pretty huge stack of pancakes and he's working his way through them fast, muttering approval with a full mouth.]

[not_a_troll]

[Loki is watching you, Thor.

Looking at you until you discover that one pancake covered in tabasco sauce and chili pepper.

And if you do, he'll do his best not to laugh too hard.]

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue eyed the stack of pancakes on the stranger's plate and found it Wolverine-worthy. As such, some friendly ribbing was in order.] Hey, save some for the rest of us, big guy.

[abjurer]

[Wow uh... for the first time, Max is wondering whether he might not have underestimate how much batter he'd need.]

I take it you like pancakes then?

[theboywiththebook]

[While Henry may be a big eater, even he doesn't eat that much.]

Hungry, huh?

[lostinmyway]

[Grune has been watching this pleasant-looking young man put away the pancakes, becoming more impressed by the moment. (And here she had thought Moses had a healthy appetite.) He must still be growing. Either that, or....]

My, you must like pancakes very much.

[treehouses]

Molly is totally supposed to be here. Ask anyone. Going to a pancake party is an amazing idea and everyone should be there and if they're not, it's not her fault, is it? No.

She got there a little earlier than planned and was awed by the magical display.

But now? Eating.

Mmmm.

"Pass the syrup, please!"

[250mhzwabl]

It was just Molly's luck, that her request coincided with the day's appointed gofer returning to the table with a backup bottle.

"Maple syrup for the young lady," a cheerful English voice practically singsonged behind her head, accompanied by the momentary shadow of a taller figure leaning over her. Then a fresh bottle of syrup gently thunk-ed down in front of her plate, followed a moment later by the owner of said voice stopping and toeing at the empty chair beside her.

Jack didn't suspect he was recognizable, except perhaps as maybe That Guy Who Keeps Washing Dishes And Making Fresh Pots Of Tea. Though there were worse things to be, all in all.

"Do you mind if I sit here?"

[touchofrogue]

Rogue was just planning on making a brief appearance. Because, hey, free pancakes. And she'd forgotten to pack lunch. Properly gloved and covered, maybe she should try this mingling thing. After all, it's near two years now.

[abjurer]

Max has been pacing himself with the pancakes. Which means cleverly transferring them to other people or hungry dragons when he needs a break. A new victim has appeared and he approaches with a smile and a plate of a selection of pancakes. "Hi, I'm assuming you're here for the pancakes."

[alloys]

Tony hadn't been planning on making an appearance at all - but Pepper had somehow wrangled him into it, so. Here he was. Pancake Day. Whatever the hell that was.

Spotting Rogue there certainly made the prospect of being there much more appealing, however. Maybe he would even save her the grief of that questionable social activity, "mingling".

"I'll bet you twenty bucks I can finish a taller stack than you."

[I hope you can work with this :)]

[not_a_troll]

[Loki debates if he should approach Rogue, after all, the last time they met there has been quite some annoyance.

At least he could offer a pancake. To make things well, perhaps?]

Allow me to offer you a pancake, yes?

[tailasoldastime]

[At first Beast took no interest in the invitation... but then there was the mention of crêpes and he took a whole new light on the message. They didn't have these things much at home, but he remembers them being something special for winter, he thinks?

Except these "crêpes" look much thicker and fluffier than his memory tells him. Were they not really thin and flat?]

[abjurer]

[In all honestly, the appearance is something of a shock at first glance. But well, the guy had turned up and was looked a little baffled and somewhat hopeful so Max heads over.]

Hey. Not a fan?

[handing]

[Pepper gets there early to help with preparations, excuses herself just before the start of service to fetch one Tony Stark, and then shows back up for both eating and more volunteering as is needed. The interesting thing is that throughout all of this, she isn't speaking; instead Pepper has a notebook with her which she's using for communication.

She's still smiling and friendly throughout though, be it when she's working or when she finds time to sit down to eat. Just expect her half of the conversation to be written.]