Do you wanna PARTY? It's PARTYTIME! *rp, everybody invited!*

[i_got_5_meters]

Gilbert had just recently gotten back from yet another run to the store to pick up supplies for the night. Some of the people who were planning on coming to the party had already dropped off their contributions to the festivites and his fridge was now suitably stocked at least for the time being. Not all of it was what he would call top notch

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[i_got_5_meters]

Gilbert had helped Francis and Arthur make room on the table for the food and directed them to the fridge which he affectionately referred to as the Beer Cave.He searched through the veritable cavern of alcoholic beverages for his half of his and Mathias's so called "Viking Exchange" because if he knew the Dane at all, he knew that even if he had to drag his boyfriend behind him there was no way he would miss out on a good party.

It was at the moment he'd found the Pilsner hidden behind everything else at the back for safe keeping that he heard the knock and absurd greeting at the door. Right on queue. "Instead of some wench, I have something better. It'll show you what real beer tastes like, danskie." He grinned and stepped aside to let people in. It seemed their entire houseload of people were along for the ride this time. Mathias and his leash-holder Siguard, as well as Tino and Berwald, the giant Swedishguy who used to do track with his baby bruder.

"Alright guys," He started, addressing as much of the room as he could see. He really DIDN'T want to see Francis and Arthus over on his couch with their tongues down each other's throats, but hell, Francis had had to endure worse with him over the break, so he learned to live with it. "Beer's in the fridge and if you brought your own shit, that's awesome too. I don't have a problem with you drinking no matter who you are, but if you're worried about Gramps, there's pop in the fridge for the young'uns who haven't quite grown to this level of awesomeness yet. So just pick your poison and let's get shitfaced!"

[darth_eduard]

Eduard wasn't sure if he'd gotten the correct coordinates for the location of Gilbert's dorm when he'd asked Tino the day before, but as he was about to reach his hand up to knock on the door, he heard a resounding battle cry of "fuck yeah"s and "let's get shitfaced"s, which lead him to believe he had indeed found the right place. The rather awkward-feeling Estonian worked himself up and knocked on the infamous party central door with what he hoped was sufficient volume.

"Hell yeah! Another person here for my awesomeness!" Gilbert called out as he opened the door. Eduard had never had any interactions with the albino before, but he had heard more than his fair share of stories concerning some of the antics him and his friends were known to have gotten up to. Eduard was also surprised to notice that, nestled down in Gilbert's choppy, pale hair was a little yellow fluffball of a bird who let out a flurry of chirps as he walked past Gilbert into the room.

"Tino, hey!" Finally. A familiar face. Eduard grabbed a snack from the table before making his way over to where his best friend stood with Berwald and a couple of other people he assumed were his housemates Mathias and Siguard.

[i_got_5_meters]

*with his face and almost entire upper body buried in the "beer cave"*

"No crazy, perverted bitched with frying pans and cameras crashing the party to take pictures this time." He came out of the fridge holding two beer, skillfully popping the caps off both of them. "Damn it." He took a swig from one bottle, then the other. "We need tunes!"

[berwaldsverige]

Berwald propped himself up in a corner on a tall stool next to the kitchen counter. He was out of the way, was within easy reach of food and drink and had a good vantage point of everyone coming in and out of the room and could spot if any teachers were coming in to bust the under age drinkers.

Tino was chatting animatedly with Eduard, Mathias was already collecting empty bottles on the coffee table.

Berwald cracked open a sprite, and settled in for a night of observation and chaperoning of drunken roommates.

[useless_italy]

Feliciano "snuck" in through the door of Gilbert's dorm room, sans Ludwig, since he was still pretty surly about his brother stealing his debit card, so he was going to stay back at their dorm and refuse to go.

Feliciano didn't mind going! He wanted to see everyone again, and Gilbert's parties were always fun! Even if Grandpa might come along and break it up...

The short little red head saw Gilbert and launched himself at the other, hugging him tightly. "Gilly!!! I get to see you again!!! Why did you have to run off to France, vee?"

[mathias_danmark]

Siguard had simply snorted gently and settled himself on the couch beside Mathias. He sat on the arm of the couch and watched as the Dane ribbed and teased his french drinking-buddy.

"How have you been Franskmand, what did you do over Winter Break? It's weird not to hear you boasting about your sexploits like the Preussiske. I can't believe you defiled those poor little Catholic girls." He belted in the general direction of Gilbert.

Meanwhile Tino was ignoring everyone else to greet Eduard. It'd been their first chance to see each other in person since last summer. "Eduard! It's so great to see you again!"

[darth_eduard]

Aside from the time that girl had nearly smothered him with her breasts, Eduard had never felt so awkward. The only person he'd even spoken to other than Tino was Berwald, but he knew he had to start getting out and socializing sometime. "Likewise. So I finally got out of the dorm." He chuckled feebly.

Then he leaned in closer to Tino, not wanting to seem rude, and whispered. "I have no idea who any of these people are."

[tino_suomi]

"Well, that is Mads and Siguard, they live with us, that is Feliciano, he's a painter but he's probably 80 times better than me. He paints portraits and landscapes and everything. The albino is the older Beilschmit brother, I don't know him very well either. And there's Francis and his boyfriend Arthur. Francis cooks and... OH MY GOD IS THIS THE FOOD HE BROUGHT!?" The Finn asked, astounded at the spread on the table. God he loved food.

He stole a snack or two for himself, Eduard and Berwald. "These aren't bad people, just don't get suckered into any trouble." He winked, bobbing his head towards Gilbert and Mads.

[darth_eduard]

Eduard followed along as Tino pointed out the other guests at the party. He remembered being told about Mathias and Siguard when he and Tino were talking about the new living conditions, and Gilbert...he remembered hearing tell of some of his absurdly outlandish antics. "Food? That is somethig I can get behind." He could feel himself slowly beginning to perk up, his friend's excitement somewhat contagious.

As he munched on the delicious hors d'oeuvres he was handed, Eduard nodded his head and only vaguely heard the warning about not getting into trouble as the food was not only mind-bendingly delicious, but he also found himself to be very thirsty. "Hey, Ti. I'll be back in a second. I think I am going to sally forth and grab myself something to drink." He turned and started towards the fridge. "Do you want-"

Just as he was about to offer to grab tino something as well, Eduard found himself grabbed by the arm and dragged the remainder of the way to the fridge. Once he'd gotten the chance to resituate his glasses, he was shocked and rather unnerved to be face to face with the infamous older Bielschmidt brother.

"Hey, you! You look like a smart guy." Oh dear god, did he exhude THAT much nerdiness? "You're gonna help me build one of those beer hat things, ja?"

Before Eduard had even gotten the chance to object, the little yellow bird that had been nestling in Gilbert's hair let out a chirp and flew over to set itself down on his shoulder. "Ummm...sure...?" He was unsure of whether or not he even had a choice in the matter and stared awkwardly over at his shoulder as the little bird seemed to be sizing him up.

[tino_suomi]

"Beer hat?" Tino mouthed the word to Berwald. He had no idea what that was.

Mads, however, was intrigued. "What's he gonna do? Shit the materials? You do got the shit for him to build this puppy right?" The Dane poked the Prussian in the shoulder. Siguard merely rolled his eyes and hopped up, trying to wriggle passed Gilbert and Eduard to get a bottle of pop.

[i_got_5_meters]

"Ja, of course I do, danskie! I've got those old beer bongs we destroyed last year, and a hard hat I lifted from a construction site." The albino's eyes lit up as his plan was beginning to come to fruition in his barely buzzing mind. He grabbed yet another beer before he began to rifle through one of the kitchen's pull out drawers. "And I think I have some duck tape in here somewhere..."

Then with a change of pace almost bordering on ADHD, Gilbert shot up straight and pointed a pale finger straight at Eduard. "You! Get yourself a beer, drink it, and find me some duck tape!"

And with that Gilbert took off down the hallway, masterfully guzzling his own beer as he left for the closet where he kept most of his junk, leaving a startled and still slightly awkward Eduard by the fridge.