Happy Birthday Mitsuru

[drugsnotclubs]

Who: WHOEVER WANTS TO COME YES EVEN YOU
Where: The clubhouse
What: Child soldiers for an occult corporation try and throw a perfectly normal birthday party for a billionaire heiress.

"But Suze!" You may say! "I didn't get an invite/I don't have CR with anyone involved!!!"

So what, just say you got a dubious invite over OKCindr. Maybe it's a ransom letter. Maybe it's a promise for "fun ;) ". Just pretend the spambot got you here in the funniest manner possible. EVERYONE IS WELCOME.

Warnings: im really hoping we don't have to put anything in this section y'all better behave for the birthday girl or she's gonna have to punish you.





The clubhouse sure is decorated! It's a mishmash of ideas- scattered balloons strewn across the floor, a few streamers here and there. Someone found some extremely tacky fake-gold plastic plates. It very much has the feeling of people who were sort of trying, but also sort of thinking it's funny not to actually look nice. After all, the theme is normal-chic.

There's a stack of party hats near the door, for anyone who wants to be extra festive. If you brought presents, you can dump them there, too! And maybe take one of those dumbass party horns that one of our "normal person" advisors told us we needed.

Hell yeah there's food.

What is a birthday party without food! And hey, there's very little that actually needs utensils here. Someone suggested cheeseburgers, so there's a little station to put together your own: pick your own toppings! There's a few scattered sets of tongs, but if you don't find one, just reach in and pluck that tomato slice with your bare-ass hands. We're all friends here.

Not your cup of tea? Vegetarian?? Don't worry there's some roast vegetable kabobs going on nearby on a tray.

There's an assortment of other grab-and-go foods-- slices of scallion pancakes laid out, sliced fruits with berries. Tiny little... Quiche looking things?? Beef satay? Cheesey puffs, chips, popcorn with way too much butter?? Sure, go for it.

Oh, and some hardshell tacos . Clearly someone had the goal of 'messiest food possible'.

One of the people throwing this party is a bartender

Underage drinking ahoy! yeah, there's some booze. The most prominent beverage is a cheap looking canned beer: filler lite which professes to be the Champagne of it's kind. There was a limited budget okay?? The Casino thing is still a work in progress. But surely you can find some sake or some cooking wine (don't drink that I am begging you) or convince Kotone to mix something up for you. Other than that, we're in clubhouse and cooking club resides here, so you're easily able to find a kettle and a coffee machine or just drink water and stay hydrated.

is there cake???

Hell yeah there is. Please take some. Maybe there's ice cream in the freezer, too.

Cool but what is there to do?

That's a good question!! Obviously the fancy lady needs something extremely silly and messy to let loose and have fun with so there is a piñata dangling ominously from the ceiling, a wooden stick leaned against the wall nearby

....along with a backup pinata because look we anticipate super powered kids here. Everyone needs to take a swing.

There's a couple random activities laid out by people who clearly don't know how to throw a party (assisted by Kotone and Scott, who are trying their best to show them how.) A deck of cards? Sure. Dartboard? Great, don't stab anyone. They even borrowed the SNES and TV from Mikey's place because he's off having his villain arc. (And by 'borrowed' I might mean stole, but you know Shinji's gonna put it back after.) play some Road Brawler 2 Super or some Super Giacomo World.

Akihiko might start a party jog and/or some kind of workout competition and that's gonna be a fucking disaster if people are going hard on the cheap beer but you know, I'm not your boss. Live your life however you want.

I'm in, how do I approach this!

It's an open mingle, fam. Do what you want. Make assumptions, cause trouble, set something on fire with candles. Just don't wreck the place any more than Scott did when he destroyed it.

Wait what does the clubhouse look like???



I am giving you all the information I have here promise

Comments

A.

[memori3s]

[ While parties and festivities aren't necessarily Minato's cup of tea, hell yeah he's putting on his Leader pants to wish Mitsuru a happy birthday.

And because he's hungry 90% of the time, Minato's already hovering near the food station. Koromaru stands at his side, gazing up the tables with a cheerfully-wagging tail. Perhaps if he keeps beaming telepathic messages to Mitsuru, willing her to accidentally drop a hamburger patty, he'll manifest exactly what he wants to see. ]

Utensils...?

[ Minato glances at the assortment of foods before shaking his head at Mitsuru. ]

You can use the tongs to scoop them onto a plate, but... otherwise, you just eat with your hands.

[ It's okay guys. He has distinct experience with conversations like this, specifically, with this birthday girl in particular. ]

[icequeenly]

[ Utterly oblivious to the fact that for him this isn't exactly the first time they've had this sort of conversation, Mitsuru looks equal parts curious, baffled and perhaps slightly intimidated. The latter more to do with her not wanting to do the wrong thing and embarrass herself in some way. ]

I see.

[ She pauses a moment to once again glance around at the spread of food in front of them both, eventually zoning in on the hardshell tacos in particular... ]

Even these? They look as though they'll shatter quite easily.

[ and the filling will go everywhere

Of course she's noticed Koromaru hovering around hopefully. He must sense the fragility of this particular food. ]

[memori3s]

[ Minato nods. ]

Yeah. Or they get soaked in juice if you don't eat it fast enough. And then they break.

[ Sorry, Mitsuru. He can't help but spook her a little, though it's not as if he's wrong about that. ]

...it's okay though, it happens to everyone. That's what plates are for.

[ You just scoop everything back onto the taco. It's cool.

And indeed, Koromaru continues to hover. In fact, he scoots a little closer to Mitsuru because he can smell weakness from her. If anyone's going to spill the contents of their hard shell tacos everywhere, it's almost certainly going to be her. ]

I'll make one too.

[ As moral support, of course. Then they can both struggle over eating hard shell tacos. ]

[icequeenly]

[ The idea of any kind of food substance being so soggy that it breaks does not sound appealing to Mitsuru. It sounds the exact opposite. She's torn being slightly horrified at the idea and wanting so badly to come across as a moderately normal teenager and not so out of touch as she appears to be.

She nods, slowly, not entirely masking her hesitancy. Particularly when she notices Koromaru scooting closer - does he know? ]

Very well.

Then I suppose I start by filling it with the meat and then add the toppings?

[ Why oh why did she pick a white blouse today? It's always a toss up between that or black she supposes. ]

[memori3s]

[ Oh absolutely. Koromaru Knows. He sits near her, almost expectantly, though avoids gazing up and giving away that he's designated her as the weakest link.

Minato sees what Koromaru's up to, but chooses to ignore the dog's nefarious plans. Best that the food not go entirely to waste if it spills everywhere, he supposes. ]

Yeah. Meat first. Don't add too much meat though, or you won't have space for the toppings.

[ Otherwise, she'll be stuck precariously balancing the toppings on the taco.

And true to his word, Minato reaches for one of the hard taco shells. He'll go first, carefully scooping some of the ground meat within the taco shell's pocket. Once satisfied, he replaces the ladle in the tray of meat and looks to Mitsuru expectantly. ]

[icequeenly]

[ She will choose to believe that Koromaru is sticking so close to offer her moral support, as she takes on her first taco... not because he senses complete vulnerability here. Nope. ]

Understood. I shall follow your lead as always.

[ Mitsuru, it's a taco. Not a battle of life and death.

Ground meat - has she ever eaten it before? Questionable. Still, she follows his example and ladles a little of the stuff into the hard shell, wondering how on earth this thing is going to stand up to all of these fillings as she places the ladles back in the tray. Grabbing a napkin to hold it seems like a wise move, although it still seems dreadfully precarious. ]

Which toppings would you recommend? Are there any that are particularly traditional?

I want to make sure that I experience my first taco with as much authenticity as possible.

[ She may be overthinking this. But what else is new? ]

[memori3s]

[ She's definitely overthinking things. Then again, it's not entirely unexpected from someone whose life path was dictated from the start. ]

I think most people use lettuce, salsa, and then some shredded cheese. Some people like adding sour cream too.

[ Helpfully, the bowls of toppings are arranged in that specific order, the bucket of sour cream set at the very end of the line.

Minato cants his head a bit at Mitsuru. It's... so very like her, he thinks, to be concerned with ensuring she's making the taco properly. That's what made her so reliable as one of SEES' upperclassmen. Even if he'd been assigned the role of Leader, the group would have truly been lost without Mitsuru.

So he posits, gently: ]

It's okay, senpai. There's no right or wrong way to make a taco.

[icequeenly]

I see. So it is entirely more of a personal preference thing.

[ She looks oddly sheepish for a moment - one of those looks she has that not many people get to see. ]

I'm overthinking this rather a lot, aren't I?

[ She's aware she does that at least. Even if it is sometimes to her detriment, it's a habit she finds difficult to shake. She approaches the rest of the toppings laid out with what she hopes is in a manner of someone who has definitely eaten tacos before, even though she clearly hasn't and layers the taco with rather more of the salad type ingredients than the cheese.

She does stop to eye the sour cream bucket though. ]

I will try a little bit of everything, although sour cream doesn't sound particularly appealing...

[ She does however, remain game in this and pops a small dollop of it right on top. Then pauses. ]

Arisato. My apologies if this seems like a foolish question but...

How exactly does one eat this without making an utter mess of themselves and the floor?

[ Is that why Koromaru is still sticking close to her...? ]

[memori3s]

[ He doesn't blame her at all for that overthinking. It's how SEES had managed to come so far. While Minato was in charge of providing commands in the field, directing SEES was mainly Ikkutsuki and Kirijo-senpai's duties. It was, basically, her job to overthink.

Minato glances at the sour cream bucket at the mention of that particular topping. He almost opens his mouth to pipe up and explain sour cream isn't actually "sour," but... she can find out for herself. Firsthand experience is always the best teacher.

He shakes his head. ]

It's better to ask, isn't it?

[ They're talking about tacos so the stakes are low. Mitsuru should know though it's better to be safe than sorry. He can't help but crack a small smile at the question. It's not because he's laughing at her, rather, it's because: ]

You can't. You just... accept that it's going to happen.

[ Accept the mess into your heart, Mitsuru. ]

That's what the plate is for though. If you eat over it, it should catch most of what falls from the taco.

[ Sorry Koromaru... ]