Second Floor Common Room; Sunday Evening, 7 pm on: Tannim's Birthday!

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Off on the third floor of Sunset Towers, beside Lake Michigan, in Westingtown, Wisconson, socialite and party planner extrodinair Grace Windsor Wexler might have felt a strange, sudden pang of pride for her youngest daughter.

Turtle had prepared the common room for Tannim's birthday party with a discretely tasteful collection of decorations, a snack spread perfect of any event of this sort, and a great selection of bad, cheesy horror films. Now it was just a matter of people arriving to enjoy it, especially the birthday boy.

Oh, and one other thing, in light of the recent academic of wee-tiny adults. She placed a sign outside the common room:

Tannim Drake's Birthday Party! Here!
Food, fun, and bad horror movies!
(Sponsered by Turtle & Canary, for all your shopping needs)
These movies are too scary for little kids!
No one under the age of twelve admitted!

And, being only a two years (and eleven months) shy of twelve herself, she knew that was just asking for the kids to flock. So she hired out the big Mexican kid to act as bouncer.



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Re: At the Door

[getfrizzled.livejournal.com]

"T'anks, Chad!" She sat down right there to eat them, too. She picked up one and examined it for a moment before holding it out. "Wan' one?"

Re: At the Door

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," Chad nodded and took the offered cookie happily. He was afraid maybe she'd forget he was there and then he wouldn't get any cookies.

Re: At the Door

[getfrizzled.livejournal.com]

Nah, Chad was one of her favourite people! He would always get cookies!

She happily ate a couple cookies before deciding that she had to share a few more. So, carefully collecting the rest, she squirmed onto his lap and offered him another.

Re: At the Door

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

It was, after all, only a matter of time before party obstruction became jungle gym.

"Thanks again," he told her as he accepted another cookie. They were very tasty cookies.

Re: At the Door

[getfrizzled.livejournal.com]

It was like Everest. You climbed the Chad because he was there.

. . . possibly not dirty.

She bounced on his lap. "Am I bein' a good girl?"

Re: At the Door

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad nodded. "Yup. That's why you got so many cookies."

Cause-and-effect. A very Science!y notion.

Re: At the Door

[getfrizzled.livejournal.com]

"So . . ." She got that evilly innocent look on her face that all children seem to possess. "Since Ima good girl can I see wha's goin' on in dere?"

Re: At the Door

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Well...." It was hard to refuse such evil innocence, especially when there were cookies involved. And she had covered for him while he went to get cookies. Chad looked down at little Friz on his lap and said, "I might be able to let you take a peek, but I still can't let you in."

Re: At the Door

[getfrizzled.livejournal.com]

"Pweeeeeeeeease? Jus' a lil peek an' if it's borin', it'll be funner to play wi' you."

Re: At the Door

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad nodded. "Jus' a lil peek."

A wee little peek that involved Chad keeping a very close eye on wee little Friz, and his hand maybe on her back so that he can easily grab her shirt and pull her back in if she tried to make a run for it.

Re: At the Door

[getfrizzled.livejournal.com]

She squirmed off his lap but seemed pretty indifferent to the hand on her back as she peered into the room, looking around curiously before making a face. "Bleh. Big kids an' no cartoons. Ima stay wi' you, Chad, 'kay?"

Re: At the Door

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad nodded. "Kay. I told you it was boring big kid stuff."

Re: At the Door

[getfrizzled.livejournal.com]

She turned away from the door and squirmed back onto his lap. "Chad! I hafa sekrit!" she announced, crooking her finger for him to lean closer.

Re: At the Door

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Oh! A sekrit! Chad leaned in so that she could tell him.

Re: At the Door

[getfrizzled.livejournal.com]

Valerie giggled and gave him a big ol' smack on the cheek. With sound effects. "MWAH!"

Re: At the Door

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad grinned and ruffled her hair. If he didn't know she was gonna grow up to be the Friz, he'd swear she was gonna grow up to be Pippi. Or maybe that just meant Pippi was gonna be the Friz?

He shook his head, as it threatened to go into hurty territory. "That's a good secret."

Re: At the Door

[getfrizzled.livejournal.com]

She giggled again. "I know. One of the bestest."