1st Floor Rec Room, Sunday Afternoon

[beautifulsenshi]

A challenge had been made, and accepted, and the day of reckoning was at hand.

Minako had been the one to find the karaoke machine in the closet of the rec room, with squeals of "Kawaiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!" while Sparkle had been left in-charge of snacks

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Snacks & Mingling

[beautifulsenshi]

For chilling out with your classmates, 'cause hey, free food.

Re: Snacks & Mingling

[myownface]

So yes, technically Sparkle had to work today. But it was the day after the big date event, and two days after the Valentine's dance, and three days after actual Valentine's Day, and Sparkle was pretty sure everyone out there was all dress-upped-out. This time of year was just going to be all of the cheap-asses taking their worn clothes with the tags still on back for a refund anyhow, wasn't it? And he didn't want to argue about that crap today when he could be doing a sing-off with the bouncy Japanese chick from class.

Yes, he was the guy who had put out the refreshments and all, but that wasn't stopping him from tucking a few pastries into his bag for later, all the same.

And of course the punch was spiked. Who did you think Sparkle was?

Re: Snacks & Mingling

[suitablyheroic]

Atton had been planning to go another round of that helicopter-flying game, but apparently the room was occupied. And he would've passed on it too if...

...well, if he had had anything better to do today. "So what's going on here?" he said, in passing. Because beelining for the food was a thing.

Re: Snacks & Mingling

[myownface]

"It's a battle to the pain between Canada and Japan," Sparkle ever so helpfully informed Atton, toasting him with a glass of spiked punch. "Minako there thinks she can take me on in a karaoke match, and I intend to prove her wrong."

Or at least have fun doing it. His Canada Cred didn't exactly hinge on karaoke, after all.

Re: Snacks & Mingling

[suitablyheroic]

Atton filled up a glass of punch with seemingly little care whether it had alcohol in it or not. "Damn," he said, "And me without my earplugs."

Re: Snacks & Mingling

[myownface]

"Guess you're gonna have to cope, if you want to keep eating the food," Sparkle replied, leaning forward and attempting to poke Atton in the shoulder with a smirk on his face. "It won't be that bad. Better than that screechy shit you have to listen to when you go to that club in Baltimore."

The club that Sparkle wasn't a huge fan of.

Re: Snacks & Mingling

[suitablyheroic]

Atton took a sip of the punch. "Hey, there's nothing wrong with the music down there," he shot back. "Definitely better than what you hear in most cantinas."

Huh, there was a kick in this.

Re: Snacks & Mingling

[myownface]

It was karaoke. If there wasn't some alcohol flying around, Sparkle was doing something horribly wrong.

"Well, I've never been to one of these cantina things that you keep talking about," Sparkle pointed out. "So I wouldn't know, would I?"

Poor little Earth boy.

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[suitablyheroic]

"If I ever bother to go back there, I'll take you," Atton said, taking a much bigger gulp of the punch. "You'll know how good you have it."

No Hutts! And, more importantly, no damned Bith.

Re: Snacks & Mingling

[myownface]

Yeah, someday Sparkle would know first-hand what a Hutt actually was. And then he'd be thrilled to have grown up in Toronto. Mostly.

"Yeah? Well, you keep that in mind if you ever do," Sparkle decided, downing the rest of his punch and going back for another cup. "I'm gonna hold you to that."

He so was.

"So, you ever do karaoke before?"

Re: Snacks & Mingling

[suitablyheroic]

"Not that I can remember."

Emphasis on the remember. He'd gotten drunk in a place that did that once. It was a little fuzzy.

"Stupid idea, though. Except for people who are into mutual torture."

Re: Snacks & Mingling

[myownface]

"That's why you get drunk first," Sparkle pointed out, shrugging his shoulders like it made all the sense in the world. "More alcohol, less inhibitions! You get up there and make an ass of yourself, and it's okay, because everyone else is doing it, too!"

It was an activity that Sparkle enjoyed.

Making an ass of himself, that is.

Re: Snacks & Mingling

[suitablyheroic]

Atton was slightly less of a fan of it, but most people he'd met in life would insist he was really freaking good at it. (Of course, that came with a price tag.)

"I don't see any alcohol around here," Atton pointed out innocently, taking another drink from his cup of punch. "I'll hang back, watch you two be stupid."

Possibly engage in retaliatory audio violence if he had enough punch.

Re: Snacks & Mingling

[myownface]

"You could be our judge, if you're too shy to get up and sing," Sparkle decided, after a moment spent very maturely sticking his tongue out at Atton. There was plenty of alcohol around here! It was just... pink. Because punch.

Which, he supposed, was the whole point to spiking it in the first place.

"But if you give her bonus points just because she's cute, I'll be really put out, man."

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[suitablyheroic]

"Nobody's shy around here," Atton retorted. And, come on, did Sparkle want some teacher to come in and confiscate the punch? He thought not. "But I'll be fair, considering you're both infants and I'm not that kinda guy."

Re: Snacks & Mingling

[myownface]

Sparkle was pretty sure that the punch was safe here, considering how many dances went so many hours with the punch slowly gaining proof throughout the night. He was pretty sure you could run a car on the stuff after some school functions.

"Infant? Hey! I can wipe my own ass, thank you very much!"