Can you do the cranberry sauce?

[gleamed]

Who: Everybody! Everybody!
What: The Big Feast!
When: Thursday, November 27
Where: The Battle Dome
Summary: The whole village is invited for a giant celebratory feast at the Battle Dome! Food, festivities, and fun for all. As a side note, Rapunzel would have posted to the journal about this a few days ago to invite everyone and ask for help, so if you want to handwave your character volunteering/talking to her about it, that's perfectly fine!
Rating: T for Tryptophan


Thanks to the help of Luceti's wonderful residents, the feast was ready more or less on time. The Battle Dome had been programmed to look like an old-fashioned great hall, table wall to wall and covered with all sorts of dishes. You want mashed potatoes and gravy? There are mountains. Yams? Got you covered, bro. Baked bean casserole? Naturally! And since Rapunzel is still sort of new to this holiday to herself, some more unusual dishes may have shown up as well. She tried. And don't forget dessert! There's almost as many desserts as regular dishes, from pies to cakes to breads to pudding, so hopefully you saved some room! To drink, there's a variety of punch, spiced pumpkin drinks, and ciders with a hard option for those so inclined.

The hall has been decorated with all sorts of festive touches that the decorating team put up, completing the pleasant harvest-themed atmosphere. So take a seat, eat all you can, enjoy the music and try not to fall asleep too early!

Comments

[misterbrief]

[He can feel that link starting to open again too, and curses the crystal around her neck- on top of the fact that her answer didn't make him feel any better about it. But, there wouldn't of been an answer at all that would have made him feel better.]

You're so confident. [Ugh.] Is that blasted thing going to do this every time? [Those are his personal thoughts and feelings, how rude crystal, how rude.]

[windandrain]

I don't know.

[She honestly doesn't, her expression puzzled as she reaches up to the gem and fingers it.]

I wish I did, I'd rather it didn't.

[Though the feeling of connectivity is nice, she hates making him truly uncomfortable. Teasing was one thing, but invading his space?]

[misterbrief]

You and me both. [Regardless, he still feels torn about it, enjoying her company like this but at the same time, feeling as if he's being ridiculous and stupid.]

I suppose there's no need for me to try to explain anything this way. [Since she can feel everything he's feeling now.]

[windandrain]

I'd...prefer if we just talked. Maybe that'll encourage the crystal to stop, you know?

[She does understand, but there's a rankle of irritation from her as she thinks about the stone.]

[misterbrief]

[Talking. Right. That Thing he's not good at.]

Why don't you allow me to destroy it instead. [He kinda knows he can't do that though.]

[windandrain]

[She huffs a wry little laugh.]

Because then my memories would scatter for a few hours. And it would just reform. A waste of time.

[misterbrief]

[Growl. He didn't want to hear that.]

I've got to do everything the hard way with you, you realize that. [He doesn't want to try to talk about it. It sort of freaks him out, because...sharing.]

[windandrain]

I'm aware.

[She elbows him.]

You are also the kind of person who likes doing things the hard way.

[misterbrief]

...

[This woman]

Not this way, I don't. [He can't bring himself to do it it's really hard and he doesn't like it]

How are you so sure this will work anyhow.

[windandrain]

Talking?

[She shrugs her shoulders noncommittally]

I'm not. But it's something else to focus on, right?

[misterbrief]

I guess. [That makes him nervous, even considering it. Nervous enough that now, even though acknowledging it, he has no idea what to say.]

[windandrain]

[Something simple, then.] Have many people from your home returned? Aside from Trunks, I mean?

[misterbrief]

[God he was worried he'd have to talk about something more personal, so he calms down a little.]

...

Kakarot has returned, and I believe I can sense Krillin. That's all, for the moment.

[windandrain]

Goku? Really?

[Huh. Why didn't she sense his blessing again? A different Goku?]

[misterbrief]

Yes, he's returned from the first time he showed up here. The one you met was a second one.

[Just like he's the second Vegeta, and he's not so sure if he likes that.]

[windandrain]

Ah, that explains why I can't feel him.

[She's never met this one.]

Earlier in your timestream?

[misterbrief]

No, this one is later. By quite a few years.

[But still an adult, and he's grateful for that.]

I hope we continue to see the trend of him showing up here as an adult.

[windandrain]

As opposed to his younger self? Yes, I think I agree with that wholeheartedly. He seemed like quite the terror, and with the energy of a child?

[misterbrief]

I don't even want to think about it.

[At least Goku from his time was sort of in control of himself.]

I wouldn't want to meet any of them as their younger selves. [He has no room to talk]

[windandrain]

None of them?

[She shrugs, thinking maybe that's odd but...she can say honestly she wouldn't want to meet him as a child. Bratty princes were less interesting than bratty adults.]

[misterbrief]

None of them.

[The way he's looking her straight in the eyes on this one. No, absolutely none of them, ever, period.]

Don't look at me like that.

[windandrain]

Like what?

[Seriously. wut?]

[misterbrief]

As if I would be a little hellion myself. [He harrumphs. The link is still open, he felt that!]

I was never as stupid as I imagine they were when they were younger.

[windandrain]

I said nothing of the sort.

[She did.]

But I'd never call you stupid.

[misterbrief]

Uh huh. [He replies grouchily.]

Like I believe that. [He does. And his tail, since his arm is currently being hung onto, wraps up behind her and curls around her hip, pulling her into him again. He's finally relaxed. Not freaking out. He even might be able to fully enjoy spending time with her instead of slamming himself with doubts and questions.

Maybe she's right, maybe this love thing can be shared.]