Community Event 3: Happy Holidays!

[itsabelle]

Okay, okay, she got volunteers this time. She kind of had to in order to get the lights, tinsel, and various decorations up and around the room. Yes, that massive tree and all the ornaments were not possible to get up by the small dog alone. Not only that, but she asked everyone in Future Foundation, Hope's Army, and other friends to contribute an ornament to this tree.

"It looks great! Now, get that table over there! Oh, make sure the presents are under the tree... not that under! That table goes next to the tree for the Secret Santa gifts. Perfect!"

Bells jingling, she walked over to inspect the food. Looked great with turkey with stuffing, ham, and cinnamon baked apples, but she encouraged people to bring food from home too. For her, she paused at the fruitcake, tail wagging. This was her contribution after learning humans didn't like fruitcake for some reason; she was determined to make one everyone would like. Drinks of coffee, hot chocolate, non-alcoholic cider, and eggnog, she was going to keep this family-friendly... mostly. Again, she tried to accommodate for everyone.

Music? Check. Tables? Check. Laptop to contact Kalos? Check check. Looking up and at several areas in the room, mistletoe was a check. With a smile and nod, she hopped over to the doors and opened them.

"Happy Holidays everyone! Enjoy yourselves!"

[OOC: As said, have fun! Gonna post a few optional thread, but feel free to make your own.]

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[callbacks]

[He starts to shake his head, but 'nah girl it's nothing' isn't really in the spirit of Christmas, is it? He's trying to be better. Dave just shrugs a little in their hug, helplessly falling back on human-to-human basics he never quite got down.]

'Course. [Wait, that's not quite it.] You're welcome. [Yeah, better.

And, if his dumb roundabout ways of saying so aren't quite clear enough:]

Your friendship means a lot to me, too. Like. [...Nope, he just clears his throat.] Yeah.

[kurechin]

[ she gives a laugh that comes out mostly in another hard breath and just shakes her head, unable to help it. she's better at all this now, much better than she had been before -- but she's also self aware enough to know she's got a bit to go. ]

We're really bad at this, aren't we?

[callbacks]

Excuse. I am good at actually everything, it says so on my blog.

[And as if it in any way proves his point, since they still haven't disengaged the sibling Christmas hug, he just turns his head and BLOWS THE HUGEST RASPBERRY AGAINST THE SIDE OF HER HEAD.]