towerofanimus | Once you party with us

Characters: Dave Strider, the loser Homestucks with birthdays in December, Naminé, and everyone else who's in the Media Room at that time.
Setting: Media Room
Format: Either
Summary: Party in the media room. Look at all these stupid kids who have birthdays in December.
Warnings: Teenagers are dumb. Stupid shenanigans.

It wasn't really a proper party set-up. There were no decorations or anything that would signify it were a party. Dave didn't really have supplies or time to make anything and he wasn't really around to even plan anything in the first place.

Jason didn't really make it any easier by giving them only foodbars and water for this month either.

But he did try. He made those shitty paper ringlets to hang and he taped really crappy drawings of balloons to the walls. An attempt was made and he thinks his balloons are pretty fucking awesome anyways. It was a little sad. The list was a lot shorter than he anticipated. He ignored that nagging thought though. He didn't want to recall that a lot of his friends had left while he was gone.

Yeah, pretending that isn't a thing that happened.

Too busy admiring his really shitty attempt at birthday decorations.

Damn, he even made a cake. Ok. It wasn't really a cake. He mashed nutrition bars into a bowl with water and attempted to bake it. That...that didn't actually really come out like he hoped. Mostly, he put it in too long so the outside was completely burn yet the middle was still a really gross mush. No one was probably going to eat it. But it's the thought that counts...

It's a really gross fucking cake.

Obviously though, he should be in charge of birthdays all the time. "Fuck, I'm amazing at this." No, Dave. This is pretty shitty and you know it. You tried though. You tried.

[[OOC: Feel free to threadjack and mingle!]]

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Well now I feel bad for not getting you something.

[She said as she started coming down from her giggles. She shifted the card to the hand that was closest to Missy (sorry Miss), and threw her arm over Dave's shoulder in a sort of half-hug.]

So I guess I owe you one. Happy Birthday, Dave.

Don't worry about it. Another year older another shitacular day in the Tower. I just felt weird making cards for a few people but not everyone.

[You get an awkward hug back. They're both in weird positions to be huggin-then suddenly Missy joins. No, Missy. You were not meant for hugging.]

[Come on, who are they to say no to a dog-fox thing that wanted in the red affection fest?

Regardless of the answer to that, Jade just laughed a little bit more at Missy's attempt to be involved in the hugging. Well, looks like they were stuck now.]

An artist only has so many masterpieces they can churn out in so much time. So I'm guessing I should be pretty damn honored to have one in my possession just like that.

Ugh. You're too big for this shit, Missy. You need to calm down, holy shit. [Missy whines but sits back on the ground giving them the saddest, dejected look.]

Yeah. You better keep that shit close. Gonna be working on a crossover of my comic with the Tower to pass the time I think. It's about time that this place had some of my genius.

Aw, see-- now you've gone and made her sad, you heartless prick. [She teased, gesturing to Missy with a sort-of free hand. Come on Dave, how dare you make an adorable creature look so sad??]

Lemme guess, the adventures of Sweet Dax and Hella Jason? Already sounds like a smash hit.

She's just doing it so she'll get attention. You're totally falling for it. [Which is to say, it's working because Missy is going to start licking Jade's face.]

Fuck yes. It's gonna happen. I'm gonna make this happen man.

[Jade no doubt had a quip back prepared, but she instead let out a rather embarrassing squeak in surprise when Missy started licking her face. She attempted to abate the sort-of-a-fox by petting her head at the same time, but the silly giggles coming from Jade herself were a bit harder to cover up.]

Damn fuckin' straight-- [Said between giggles and when her face wasn't being COMPLETELY assaulted by a tongue, of course.] I expect nothing less from the resident Dave Master around here.

Come on, Missy. Not everyone likes drowning in your slobbe-augh! [Missy has abandoned Jade's face to attack Dave's instead. Welp. He was better off just letting Missy have her way with Jade. This is the worst.] N-Oh come on! [You better be happy, Jade. He did this for you!]

[Happy indeed, because there went the full-on giggle fit again, as Jade leaned back against the couch and attempted to lean away to get out of the crossfire.]

Good Missy, best Pokemon.

Augh. [He hates both of you so much. He's trying to shove Missy off, but she's kind of a large dog thing and that's a lot harder than one would think.]

You suck, Jade.

[And Jade was certainly not helping, given the way she was scratching Missy's back gleefully.]

On the contrary, my fine irresponsible pet-parent, I am absolutely the best alternate-universe sibling a dude could ask for.

You're a load of shit. Everyone is a load of shit. This is a load of shit.

[Missy just continues to lap at his face in the meantime. The fact that Dave can still talk through this assault probably indicates that this happens more often than not.]

I think Missy would like to assert that you are in fact, The load of shit.

[She says while gesturing to Missy, as if she could magically speak Ninetales now.]

Oh my god. I'm so done with both of you. Good bye.

[Leave him here to dieeeeeee.]

Once you party with us

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