Tea Party

[likes_to_bite]

Sunny was dressed in her prettiest fairy costume for the tea party.

Fancy dress was a rule, and anyone not obeying would hear it from her. Or she'd sic Banky on them. In case anyone didn't have fancy clothes, there was a box of them to borrow right at the front of the party: crowns, top hats, capes, scarves, gloves that went all the way up to your

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[banky]

Banky was NOT happy, which he knew was the opposite of how people were SUPPOSED to be at little kiddy tea parties but he couldn't fucking HELP IT.

When he and Sunny had been in the compound trying to coax linen napkins with fairies on them out of the clothes box, out popped a goddamned JUGHEAD CROWN. Banky had tried to toss it back in the clothes box but Sunny had been fucking ADAMANT that Banky wore it to her tea party. Who the fuck was he to deny a little kid?

So, there Banky was. Wearing that goddamned Jughead crown. Whenever he thought the coast was clear and he could TAKE IT OFF, Fairy slithered near him, her long tongue flicking out in a way that suggested she would fucking EAT HIM if he took it off.

Unimpressed, he knocked back plenty of tea, imagining there was maybe some spiced rum in it. Or something.

ANYFUCKINGTHING.

[little_moons]

"So, I hear this is all your fault," I smirk, shoving the rest of a little tiny cake into my mouth as I step up beside him and then suck the icing off my fingertips. We haven't really talked much, but spending as much time at Mamet's as I have lately, it'd be kinda impossible for me not to know who he is. I've been kinda out of it lately, but not blind.

"Nice hat."

[banky]

"Not entirely," Banky returned, eying the smirk with suspicion. "Got my arm twisted by a pretty fucking insistent three year-old." Draining his latest cup of tea, Banky watched as Sunny ran a circle around Fairy, shrieking and clapping her hands. If he squinted just SO, Banky was almost positive he saw a fucking glittery trail of dust after her.

At the comment, his eyes rolled upward. Fucking crown. "Yeah, it's a winner, all right."

[little_moons]

"Well, aren't you a big fucking softie," I murmur, watching the little girl run around with something like a wince. There's somethin' wrong with a kid in fairy wings running circles around a snake big enough to probably swallow me whole in one gulp.

Reaching up and plucking the crown off his head, I set it on top of my own, grimacing around a sip of cold tea and flashing him a crooked smile. "Relax."

[sickof_swimming]

Ariel always loved the island parties, and she realized she hadn't been to one since Matthew had been born. This one, though, she had no problem attending. It wasn't at night, and it was right outside her own hut! That made things much easier.

She sat at one of the tables, Matthew in her lap. He kept trying to pull the tablecloth. "No, here," she said, trying to hand him a book instead. He flailed and pushed it away, reaching once more for the cloth.

[new_ophelia]

Kate eyes Ariel and Matthew for a long moment before sitting down across from them. "Hi, Ariel," she says, watching Matthew's attempts at table sabotage.

[sickof_swimming]

Ariel smiled at Kate, but her expression looked almost startled. She'd just heard that morning that Kate was pregnant, and meant to work it into the conversation, really, when she all but blurted out, "I heard you're pregnant!"

[new_ophelia]

"Oh!" Kate blurts right back. "You know! Yes. I am, I mean. I'm pregnant."

[canaan_divided]

Mamet's still confused as to why Banky's having a party with a kid where he lives, but it doesn't really matter. Sunny tried to get him to play her party music on his guitar, but he doesn't know any kids tunes so he's just hanging out.

He's wearing a tiara. So is Starbuck.

[new_ophelia]

"That's quite a tiara," Kate comments, fingering her fake pearls. Granted, she's in a short, pink dress...but still.

[canaan_divided]

Mamet grins up at Kate. "I was told I had to wear it. I guess it's better than a dress, huh?"

[new_ophelia]

"Between you and me," she says, leaning in a little. "You have the legs to pull it off."

[youngestqueen]

Lucy had seen the notice and decided that she must attend, even with it seeming to her that Susan would have the baby any day. She'd worn the dress that Sansa had made her, with all the ribbons she had tied into her hair and tumbling down her back. Looking about she smiled at everyone there, nibbling at the small cake in her hands.

[likes_to_bite]

Sunny stared at the little girl in childlike awe. "Where'd you get all those ribbons?" she asked. They were like a rainbow!

[youngestqueen]

Lucy smiled at the young girl, crouching to talk to her. "I'll tell you a secret. Whenever the clothing box gives me some I keep them. If it gives me something I don't like, I cut them off first." She wasn't sure if it was the sort of thing you were supposed to do, but Lucy didn't think it really hurt anything or anyone. "Would you like one?"

[little_moons]

I don't know if I've actually stepped foot in the Hamlet in nearly two weeks.

Okay, well... That's a lie. I come and go, ducking into the hut to grab clothes or to let Max run around someplace familiar, but I always find myself leaving as quick as I can. I'm standing here now in a pair of slacks and a button down, 'cause when I heard nice, I didn't automatically think glitter. All because that little girl, who kinda sorta belongs to Duck and Geoffrey, put up a fuss.

I wonder if it'd be too inappropriate to smoke...

[flowers_on_skin]

"Take her, would you, before my arms fall off."

The girls were so big now that lifting both of them at a time was nearly impossible especially for someone as small as Eostre. She swayed, slightly. The twins were both wearing fairy wings. Eostre herself was crowned with a garland of leaves.

Flo was squirming and reaching for Neil with grasping little hands.

"Please."

[little_moons]

Snorting out a laugh, I step forward and lift Flo up with an exaggerated grunt of effort, resting her on one hip and letting her immediately start to tug at my collar.

"Jesus, what the hell are you feedin' 'em?"

[flowers_on_skin]

"They eat everything," said Eostre, shifting Mack into a more comfortable position. "I'm surprised they haven't started on the bloody picnic furniture."