fandomhighdorms | Fourth Floor Common Room, Sunday Evening

So, everyone was back from Skyrim safe and sound, and no one (at least, no one Joker knew of) had come down with dysentery, or Legionnaire's, or botulism, or tetanus, or anything. Success!

Beyond that, however, there was something much, much more important to celebrate: Eleanor's birthday!

As soon as they got back to the dorms, Joker picked up the flyers he'd put together weeks ago and started posting them in the halls, and then he got started on decorating the common room. This party was going to be EPIC! Or... well, they'd just had a week that was epic, and it wasn't as fun as it ought to have been. So, this party was going to be AWESOME!

Eleanor had been wanting to watch good movies for a change, so he'd lined up some of the best for the evening's entertainment. Snacks, pizza, cake, and ice cream rounded out the party's backbone, and all that was missing was the people.

Oh, and of course, because of the day's special surprise, Joker had scribbled "BYOB (Bring Your Own Baggage)" on the bottom of every flyer before he posted them.

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And discuss your baggage.

About her baggage?

Once she pings in.

Moddable snacks, soda, and pizza.

There are two big bowls of punch, helpfully labeled "not spiked", and "this one is not labeled 'not spiked'".

Edited 2014-10-13 00:05 (UTC)

For the night's entertainment, there are: Battle Group (http://fhmeta.wikia.com/wiki/Battle_Group), most of the Illinois Smith (http://fhmeta.wikia.com/wiki/Illinois_Smith) series, Dime Store Paperbacks (http://fhmeta.wikia.com/wiki/Dime_Store_Paperbacks), Go Leda Go (http://fhmeta.wikia.com/wiki/Go_Leda_Go), and of course The Grandfather (http://fhmeta.wikia.com/wiki/The_Grandfather).

Edited 2014-10-13 00:28 (UTC)

Because this deserves its own thread. Seriously, Eleanor needs a rousing chorus of "Happy Birthday to You" because she's never gotten one before. Don't disappoint!

All shiny!

The world's not gonna end. Not while there's cake.

Or add it to the growing pile, if you'd rather.

Eleanor had decided to be practical about this. One couldn't escape it in the literal sense; might as well keep the metaphorical equivalent with one.

So there was a pile over to one side of the room with a large trunk with 'FREAK' embossed into its side. On top of that, a smaller suitcase with 'Mommy Didn't Love Me' in fancy script matched nicely with a leather case that simply read 'FEAR OF INTIMACY.' The cosmetics bag stated 'AM I STILL HUMAN?' Which was a bit ridiculous, as it was quite clearly a cosmetics bag.

Eleanor was tempted to say they ought to try burning the piles and see if that produced any interesting results.

Having safely deposited her baggage in the pile to one side, Eleanor was going to curl up on the couch and watch movies.

She'd never had a birthday party before. She couldn't say how they were supposed to go, but this one seemed to be going all right, as it was.

"See? Movies which aren't bad do exist, and they're also fun to watch!" Joker grinned at her. "And, birthday party! I considered Pin the Tail on the Donkey, or getting a piñata, but I figured you're probably too old for that."

Barry's gift was truly a practical one. It was a stationary robotic arm which held a laser pointer. When turned on it would provide cat acrobatics for hours.

Anders didn't feel like discussing any of the luggage following him around. Not ANGER, not SELF-RIGHTEOUSNESS, not the ones about his parents, and certainly not FEARS LOVE.

He aggressively planted himself on the couch to watch Battle Group instead, feet on his FOUR YEARS IN THE CIRCLE steamer trunk. At least he liked the movie --but, then,something about dual personalities had always fascinated him.

Screw the typical birthday song. Barry recreated the visual experience from Elsa's birthday by singing Hurra for Deg

Hurra for deg som fyller ditt år!
Ja, deg vil vi gratulere!
Alle i ring omkring deg vi står,
og se, nå vil vi marsjere,
bukke, nikke, neie, snu oss omkring,
danse så for deg med hopp og sprett og spring,
ønske deg av hjertet alle gode ting
og si meg så, hva vil du mere? Gratulere!

There was even a dance that went with it!

"Happy nameday, big sister," Anders told her with a wan smile. (The wanness related to the problem of the luggage, not to the happy occasion. Of course he was happy to be there for Eleanor.) "Which one is this?"

"Somehow, I will live with the disappointment," Eleanor said lightly. She ought to be in a fouler mood, considering the luggage, but it was hard to be in a bad mood at one's very first birthday party ever.

She leaned over to kiss his cheek. "Thank you for doing this."

"Happy birthday, El!" Barry said kicking the asshole bag to the side. "Ready for the traditional Birthday spanking?"

There's a reason the asshole bag keeps showing up Barry.

Joker's gift was something that Eleanor needed, and had been needing for a while: a top of the line, no expense spared, smartphone. It was pre-loaded with his phone number, Grace's, and all of her friends'. And a bunch of games he thought she'd like. And a lot of music that he'd noticed her playing, whether he personally liked it or not. ...And some pornography he thought she'd like. He'd put a lot of love into this phone.

"Thank you," Eleanor said warmly. "I'm seventeen, today. I've never had one of these parties before."

It was doing wonders for her mood, luggage notwithstanding.

"There's a pile for luggage, if you'd like," she said, nodding to his. "I'm tempted to say we ought to play party games, like Pin the Name on the Baggage, but that might end badly."

A bonfire, though. That was tempting.

(if I'm right that he brought his along NO MODDING)

Joker gestured at the trunk. "You hear about 'useful metaphors'," he said cheerfully, "but this is something else entirely."

"I think I'll be declining that, thank you," Eleanor laughed. "In the interests of not having the entire floor covered in a sudden blizzard."

Or, say, Joker breaking his arm at them, threateningly.

"Hey, what are boyfriends for, if not to satisfy every whim and desire you didn't know you had?" Joker replied. "And not even in a dirty way, although there's that, too. I just... you're special. You deserve this."

Eleanor was similarly transfixed. "I shouldn't be intrigued by those scar-kisses," she said. "I imagine it says something unpleasant about me, that I am."

"What if Elsa does the spanking?" Barry joked.

Oh look the asshole bag was back.

Anders snorted a laugh and kicked some of his bags toward the pile. "Well," he said, "we'd have to leave some of them out. My CIRCLE one is too easy. But ANGRY -- that could be anyone's."

Eleanor was applauding, madly. "Bravo," she said. "Bravo. Though I didn't hear my name anywhere in that."

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Fourth Floor Common Room, Sunday Evening

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