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capuletnomore and EVERYONE EVER (seriously, feel free to tag yourself in, even if you didn't RSVP)
When: mid-afternoon through early evening (post-sunset) on June 15th
Where: Casa de Capulet and the surrounding area
Rating: um...PG?
Summary: Bubbles' surprise party!
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Everybody's swingin', dancin' to the music, on the- )
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Eyeing the sign in front of the house, she glances up at Jean Louis, her hands resting against the crook of his arm as usually when they are attending public events together. This is nothing like any other party they have visited before.
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The sign basically says it all, doesn't it? But he doesn't have anything better to do and - of course - alliances are important. They have little else in this place. With regards to formality, however, he's aimed somewhere in the middle. He's wearing black trousers and a shirt of some dark-red nuance. It's a pleasant enough mixture of formal and informal and in this place, you can't really be overly picky.
He meets Mireille eyes and smiles, just a bit sharply. "This party, at least, shouldn't feel like a trial to you."
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"No," she responds, words softer than her tone. Juliet is the busy recipient of Bubbles' appreciation and what tactless guests wouldn't they make if they did not greet their hosts and the guest of honour first? Letting Jean Louis steer them in their direction, she tightens her hold on his arm slightly. The shirt he's wearing for the occasion is not of the same quality as they would have found them back in Luxembourg, but it is not as plebeian as the short-sleeved ones want has forced him to wear recently either. "In this case, I am more concerned for you than myself."
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"Kind of you," he says, with too much mockery to sound sincere. "I'm sure I'll live."
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Wait. What's that? Juliet's house looked different somehow. Festive! And there were people outside!
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...But why was there a party? She hadn't known there'd be a party, but that was definitely a party, there!
Wait! The banner said something! She read it very carefully (because her reading wasn't always the best). 'For Bubbles', it read. For Bubbles? Why, Bubbles was HER! This party... It was a party for her?
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Why, that made it... THE BEST PARTY EVER!!!!!
Bubbles zipped to the house - to the PARTY! - as quick as she could, clearing that last bit of distance in about a second.
"Juliet!" she cried excitedly, basically just appearing right in front of her from out of nowhere. "It's a party, Juliet! It's my party, right? Like you said? A party for me??"
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"Yes, Bubbles, just like I promised you! You are the guest of honor today!"
She held up the package containing the purple dress so the girl could see. "And I have made you a special dress for the occasion."
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He found himself a place to stand, arms crossed over his chest, where he could watch as people arrived.
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"Hey," she finally informed him, "It's a party. You're supposed to smile!"
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"Just making sure things go right."
Because this party being perfect is Very Important.
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In case Aang hadn't noticed or anything, Bubbles was very, very EXCITED.
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"You did? You did!!" She hugged him again, so happy that he came here just for her party! "That's great, Aang!! I'm so happy you came! Is Appa here, too??"
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So, with presents in hand, Hanna knocked on the door of Tybalt and Juliet's home.
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"Hanna! I am so pleased to see you!"
She curtsied to him, then pushed the door open wide, propping an unused chair against it.
"The guest of honor is floating around somewhere. She has been most pleased thus far."
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He gives her a big smile and a little bow in return, looking around.
"it looks nice in here by the way. And by the way, don't forget you totally owe me a dance."
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"That is most sweet of you, Hanna. She will adore whatever you have brought her, I know."
That he approved of the decorations made her feel much better about them. It was difficult to decorate with their limited resources. At the mention of their dance, she giggled.
"I will not forget. I intend that we will."
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