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Willow couldn't help the satisified grin that spread over her face as she took a step back to admire her work. The lounge of the apartment building had been dingy and covered with dirt, but now it was clean and... very green. She had streamers hung over every surface and balloons tied to chairs, and across the wall was a large banner that she had painted "HAPPY ST. PATRICK'S DAY" on in wide green letters.
At first she had been tempted to try and decorate with her magic, but when she had tried with the first package of streamers, it had exploded into green confetti and gotten everywhere. So she gave up and did it the natural way, and an hour later, everything was ready.
Even the food was festive, from the cake she had made to the toothpicks sticking out of the cheese on the platter of food. She had bought some cookies as well, and they were sitting next to the plastic hats she had provided. Of course, no St. Patrick's Day party was complete without green beer, but Willow had also provided a bowl of punch she had tinted green, just in case.
At first she had been tempted to try and decorate with her magic, but when she had tried with the first package of streamers, it had exploded into green confetti and gotten everywhere. So she gave up and did it the natural way, and an hour later, everything was ready.
Even the food was festive, from the cake she had made to the toothpicks sticking out of the cheese on the platter of food. She had bought some cookies as well, and they were sitting next to the plastic hats she had provided. Of course, no St. Patrick's Day party was complete without green beer, but Willow had also provided a bowl of punch she had tinted green, just in case.
