Party time!

[misspouncellor]

Who: The ladies in the mansion! And maybe even some of the guys! (in short, it's OPEN)
Where: Gathering in the ballroom, and who knows where they'll go from there.
When: Friday night
Rating: PG-13 to be safe
Summary: The girls are having a slumber party! Crazy hijinks will ensue.
The Story:

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[cull_means_care]

Feferi, for her part, had opted for a tyrian purple sleeping bag which was in the shape of a cuttlefish - when you had Wonderland closets at your disposal, after all, imagination was the only limit. She was dressed in a black vest-and-shorts sleepwear combination, with her symbol on the vest as always.

She shrugged at Nepeta's question, sorting through the things she had brought with her. "It'll only be the one night. I'm shore we'll do swimmingly. Anyway, if we wanted to I think we could go back to our coons when everyone else is asleep."

She pulled out the containers full of cupcakes, biscuits and other treats she had made in preparation. "I have the snacks covered. We can always raid the dining room for anything else we want."

[turn4bout]

Terezi, rocking out her... usual outfit (best sleepwear), can't help but correct her sad, party inexperienced friends.

"Sleep is for the weak!" Is this Party Principal's verdict. It will be used in determining the precedence in other legal cases for centuries to come. You have witnessed history.

[misspouncellor]

"Ah! We should see who can stay awake the longest! Furtunately for the occasion, this mighty catbeast was born a creature of the night! Rawr!!" She swiped her over-sized sleeve like a cat slashing its paw, giggling immediately afterwards.

[cull_means_care]

Feferi giggled at Nepeta's comment. "Yes! But so too was this culler of all things aquatic. It should be quite the contest!"

And speaking of cuttlefish, she hands the others a cuttlefish-shaped badge with "Party organiser" written on it in her usual style.

"That way, if there's a problem people know who to come to!"

[usskickass]

As a child, Shannon wasn't invited to slumber parties. She didn't have many friends, and the ones she did have were afraid of what others would think. So any slumbering she did, she did at home, in her own bed.

That doesn't mean she's unaware of how they work. She's got all her gear and she's ready to go.

Hopefully she wont' stick out too much.

She settles her sleeping back up against one wall and sits down. What better way to keep an eye on everyone?

[misspouncellor]

It wasn't meant to be rude, but the first thing that Nepeta laid eyes on when greeting Beiste were her adorably cute slippers. Her eyes lit up at the cute stitched faces on the front of them as she got down on her hands and knees to get a closer look. "Ahhh! Catfeet twins!"

[usskickass]

Beiste was a little startled at the sudden attack, but once she realized what it was about she relaxed. She even wiggled her slippers a little. "Haha, yeah! and uh, I've got...I've got these too." She holds up her twin panthers, sure the girl who's dressed up as a cat would appreciate them.

[misspouncellor]

Not only did she have 'catfeet', but plush felines as well. "...Oh! Wait!" She bolted towards her sleeping bag and literally dove inside of it for a few seconds, slipping out with a small, white, fluffy doll in her arms and returning to Beiste. "See? We are both very purrpared!"

[akapeanut]

George's experience with slumber parties is limited, partly because she was never popular and partly because she tended to hate the sorts of girls who held slumber parties. Still, she doesn't mind so much staying up late, especially post-mortem. And she's got more nail polish than she can use on her own...

So she's sitting on her blanket and painting her toenails yellow. Maybe it'll make her seem more friendly.

[misspouncellor]

Having obtained her own bottles of nail polish, Nepeta was looking forward to how exactly the polish was applied, even though it seemed obvious enough. The idea of adding a bit of color to her hands sounded like fun. She bet that Kanaya would love something like this...if she were here with them.

She shyly advanced towards George, but smiled brightly upon reaching her. "So that's how you do it."

[akapeanut]

George looked up, momentarily confused. "You...don't know how?"

Well, she was an alien or something, right? Maybe they don't have nail polish where she comes from. Her nails were already yellow anyway. Or were they claws?

"Uh...yeah, this is basically it. Do you...want me to do yours?"

[misspouncellor]

Rest assured, she had nails a lot like George. Just very grey in color. "Nope! But it looks easy enough! You just flick'em a bit with this little brush and-" Nepeta flung a dot of red nail polish on her nose. Trolls and fashion aren't a common combination.

[angel_junk]

Amy didn't get an invitation per se, but her keen sense of smell picks up a lovely scent of claw polish which she's just dying to try on.

So once her lab duties are completed she lurches off into the ballroom and greets everyone with a happy hiss.

This is going to be a wonderful night, no doubt, although she's a little worried that she won't fit into any of the sleeping bags...

[cull_means_care]

Feferi hadn't really been expecting a crocodile to show up to the party but then they had said that it would be open to all girls. Not that she could tell just yet that it was a female crocodile but that didn't mean she couldn't make it welcome.

She bounded over excitedly. "Hello! Have you come to join our party? We'd be very happy to have you join us."

[angel_junk]

Amy's exhale is excited, her nod enthusiastic, or at least as enthusiastic as her built will allow. She looks around.

The crocodile isn't always welcomed with open arms (and indeed an open mouth from which a terrified scream is sent forth is sadly still more likely), so this greeting lifts her spirits considerably.

[cull_means_care]

Feferi grins widely. "Wonderful! I just know we're going to have a lot of fun here! Do you need anything? Let me know if there's anything I can get for you."

Because of course, acquatic creature needs Feferi to look after her.

[itsahotone]

Santana doesn't know why she's there. This is stupid. Most of the people here are stupid.

And she's pretty sure she spotted the freakin' crocodile rambling around.

Anyway, she figures she'll just check things out, see how lame it all gets, then ditch when it's past that line. Until then, she'll just hang around, filing her nails and ignoring everyone.

This is so stupid.

[second_first]

Okay, Santana, even Rei can tell you aren't really enjoying this experience. Which is why she's just looking at you silently.

Just.

Looking.

Silently.

For minutes on end.

[itsahotone]

That's gonna last for a couple minutes at the most before Santana finally looks at the other girl. She knows she's hot, but this is annoying.

"What?"

[second_first]

"You don't want to be here."

Tact, she does not have it.