WHO: This kid,
tastingcolors and
seeingeyespit, and
girlyboywonder.
WHERE: Tavros's apartment at the MAC
WHEN: backdated to last weekend, before monsters
WARNINGS: None, really
SUMMARY: The human Pan had one reasonable girl to keep him in line. The troll one needs three.
FORMAT: WE DO WHAT WE WANT
To say that Tavros was nervous about this was an understatement. He'd stocked up on milk, juice, three kinds of soda, and tea. The tea was the only thing he felt certain about, because he knew Kanaya liked tea. (Well, and he liked juice, but he wasn't the part of the equation that he was worried about being, understandably, pretty familiar with his own tastes.) Terezi could like anything but he figured she'd find the bubbly soda fun... and oh god he had no clue what Redbird would like. Equius had the milk thing that made him strong, so he'd gotten that, and if all else failed, there were all these other things so surely there would be SOMETHING.
It had become extremely important, somehow, that everyone have something to drink, because he felt mostly entirely certain that as long as everyone had a drink they liked, everyone would naturally be happy, and then no one would fight.
So. All of the drinks, all of the cups, the kettle on the stove, the window open for Redbird and the door unlocked for Terezi and Kanaya, and- OH GOD TAVROS YOU'RE STILL IN YOUR PAJAMAS.