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A Very Merry Hobo Birthday... To You!

Who: A whole lot of losers (this can mean you). Specifically, Ankh, Eiji, probably all of the Senshi, Martin, Elly and Fei. Nozomi? Possibly more Love Lives?? A WHOLE LOT OF LOSERS... I tagged everybody I knew would be here that I knew the canons for. :<
What: Hino Eiji's birthday!!
When: October 22! All day, all night, as long as y'all wanna celebrate this hobo.
Where: Hikawa Shrine.

He was pretty sure Rei had said something about it being Eiji's birthday. He didn't actually care overmuch, since she had come to him with the request that he take Eiji and distract him until a specific time, and given him the idea of making him buy ice cream. Ankh liked ice cream. In fact, it was about his favorite thing. So when it had been suggested that he could force Eiji into buying him some, whilst still fulfilling some kind of request from Rei, it meant he was getting ice cream and having the grumpy Shrine Maiden indebted to him (at least, in his own mind). So while there was the vaguest of concepts in his head that this was a distraction for some kind of celebration in honor of Eiji, he was mostly interested in the fact that he was making the vagrant buy him something.

And so here they were, Ankh dragging Eiji by the sleeve, heading into town.

"You walk too slow, how do you walk this slow? You're taller than I am."

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[ Haruka has been waiting for a good moment to get Usagi alone for a Talk. She's not sure she wants to do it tonight but her eyes have been following the girl...and so she only realizes once she looks down at her plate that she's absentmindedly mashed up her piece of cake.

So she walks it over to Michiru and offers it to the dutiful mother as a treat for baby. ] Ready for dessert?

[ Gold approaches Martelé. Hey, uh....he's sure you've noticed this but....your hat fell on the floor. Is everything okay? ] Jol?

[destroying cake, huh? She'll take it though, smiling up at you.]

Sit with me? [baby trills at you too! ....Even if she's immediately distracted by the presence of sweets. Looks like that one week had some lasting effects.

Martelé looks up at Gold, and then bats it again to demonstrate.] Pore! [look! It's got a weird shape and it's got all these shiny tassle things on the end!

....she bets this thing can distract baby for at least fifteen minutes.]

[ Haruka takes a seat, grinning at the kid. You're real friendly when somebody has something you want, huh? Then again, you're friendly all the time. You and your mommy. ] I didn't know you knew the birthday boy.

Teon? [ Gold bats at his own hat, knocking it sideways on his head. This is how you're supposed to wear it, he thinks! He could help you put it back on!

...or they could take it over to baby, yes. You're really, really nice, Martelé! You're looking out for Minuet! ] Jolteon jol!

Only nominally, through Rei. [when Rei was wearing her cousin's face. You, on the other hand...

Eggbaby, to no one's surprise, is putting up absolutely no fuss when getting fed cake.]

Vaporeon! [what, no! If she doesn't have to babysit right now, she's saving it for later!]

[ Hey, just because she made a mad god-induced dash to save the dude from a shark pit doesn't mean they're pals. Mostly he just made confused noises and then joined the idealistic monologue club, if Haruka remembers correctly. But she's got nothing against him. ] He seems popular.

[ Usagi is here. Did you know Usagi is here? She's been trying not to watch her this whole party. It isn't working. Gods dammit.

Gold nods. Okay! Then in that case, he can help you put your hat back on! As long as he can figure out how to pick it up.......He doesn't want to bend it in his mouth, but scooping it up with a paw doesn't seem to be working either. An attempt to bat it into the air just ends up with him getting booped on the nose and sparking in surprise. ] Ee!

Like a few of our friends? [i.e., the one you're definitely not keeping an eye on.]

Va! [that's a half hearted scold for sparking, but darn it all, Martelé is getting used to it. The extra training sessions help too.

And she's bossily moving forward and setting it on its base. There! Now pick it by the long stringy things...]

She's got no sense of priorities. We met gods last month and she's throwing a party.

[ And you're attending said party, Haruka, so be nice. Better yet, admit you're ticked that Usagi's life was disrupted by her destiny and have done with it.

Unlike his Trainer, however, Gold is happy to follow instructions. Or to try. His first attempt to get the string in his mouth just ends with him licking the floor. He makes a face. ] Jolt.

[ Maybe he should use a paw instead. ]

[oh, Haruka. Michiru turns her smile to the baby though.] Where do you think we should be looking for the gods, then?

[that new Dream World might be a good place to look, though they've probably had enough of the place.

Gold probably should, because Martelé is busy facepawing. How did you even manage that...]

[ You and your sensible questions. Haruka looks down. ] We don't need her.

[ That is not even remotely what Michiru asked. Haruka wishes she knew the answer to Michiru's question, though. Heck, she wishes she knew why the idea of Usagi being one of them bugs her so much. Is she just going to have to get over that? Or can they really do this alone, since she's already decided to flaunt fate by fighting any gods that decide humanity has no right to live?

It takes Gold a few tries, and he nearly unbalances once, but he manages to get the party hat looped over one paw. He did it, Martelé! Now bend your head, please! He'll just put this...

Oh, he gets it. The fin's in the way, huh? ] Jolteon.

Like we didn't need the others?

[she...has to agree, though. She has her own misgivings about this, but she can't deny the connection.]

Vaaaa. [and Martelé is reaching in, picking it up gingerly by her teeth, and then setting it over one of Gold's ears. There. You can hold onto it for her.] Vaporeon!

You're not worried? [ Wait, did Haruka just admit she was worried? Oh well. Michiru knew it anyway. She relaxes just a hair at how calm Michiru is being about this, though. Getting worked up won't make the problem go away.

Gold looks confused. He...has a hat already. Now he has two hats? This is Martelé's hat. Don't you want it? He can help you find a way to wear it!

Or....is having this over his ear helping you the way you want to be helped? His ears perk up at that, which does make the hat twitch on his head. It's hard to look sillier than he does right now, but he has no idea. ] Eon!

I'm... [hmm. She pauses, spoon hovering in midair. Which causes baby to chirp plaintively, arms wiggling.

Heh. Here you go. And while she's doing feeding baby that last spoonful, she's going to move the rest of the cake out of sight.] I'm concerned. Convictions aside, will idealism get us anywhere?

[Hotaru, despite her age, can't really be classified as naive.]

Va! [hah! Maybe they should get Gold another hat, just to balance everything out.]

[ Out of sight, out of mind, huh? ~~Hint, Michiru: this also works with Haruka and kitchen cabinets.~~ Haruka smiles at the skillful way Michiru manages the baby, thinking about the point her partner's raised. Here's a sigh. ] The only gods who'll listen wouldn't attack anyway.

[ If baby is done her cake, do you have a hand free for her? ] Either we do it without her, or she has to change.

[ This is reality. How Haruka feels shouldn't have anything to do with the facts. But she's not sure she actually wants to see a battle-hardened Usagi Tsukino. Reality has a lot to answer for. ]

Jolteon? [ Gold tilts his head, hats wiggling. Would that be a good idea? He doesn't want to take hats from anyone who might want them. Three seems greedy. But if Martelé wants him to, he'll wear three! He'll even wear one on what passes for his tail! ] Eon ee!

[the gods seem rather fragmented, if anything.]

Do you really want her to? [not that she thinks they'll have a choice. A sidelong glance at you, even as she picks up baby for a cuddle. She leans in though, resting her head against your shoulder.]

Vaaa. [but look! There are a ton of hats on the table there! Nobody seems to want one anyway!]

[ A snort. ] Does it matter?

[ When last she checked, destiny didn't consult her. Damn it. Haruka leans against Michiru too despite her melancholy. It's stupid, but this helps her feel a little bit better. She can tolerate anything as long as she has Michiru.

Gold has to jump a bit to see the hats, which makes the ones he's got bounce around on his head. Oh! That's no fun. Maybe if he wears more hats, people will see how much fun they are! Then whoever took the trouble to bring them will be happy. He really does think Martelé is just the most thoughtful Pokémon ever. ] Jolte jol!

[that just gets you a nuzzle. It matters to her, though she supposes she has her answer.]

Some of the others seem insistent on tagging along. [and she gets the feeling that if you get one of them, you get all of them.]

Vaporeon. [at least Martelé isn't actually malicious. Morbidly curious might be a better descriptor. Just how many hats can they fit on Gold?]

[ Haruka nods. Cute girls are more like Poochyena than Skitties, actually - they all talk at the same time and they move in packs. And there's a few of that pack that do seem more competent, so she's less worried about them getting themselves in trouble. Really it's just their so-called "leader" she wishes weren't involved in this. ] We'll need a play with a bigger cast.

[ Not that the others have to join the theater, but if she doesn't joke right now she might not get out of this funk. She caresses Michiru's hand with the one holding it. ] Sorry. I'm ruining the party.

Jolteon! [ They will never know unless they try!!

Do your worst, Martelé. ]

[that's a quiet laugh. Because the theater staff isn't stressed out enough?

Her fingers twitch, and then try to capture yours.] How sorry are you?

[that's definitely a tease. They can always talk later, preferably privately.

And Martelé takes that as a challenge! She carefully reaches up to snag a stack of hats, though she keeps an eye out to make sure this is Allowed. She drops one over Gold's other ear! And that's three!]

[ Are you sure you've caught her fingers, Michiru? They might have retaliated and grabbed yours first. Or perhaps it's a tie.

Haruka's chuckling about that, looking for a space on Michiru's cheek unobstructed by perfectly-curled hair, when she gets a glance over her shoulder at what looks like her Jolteon attempting to put party hats on his front paws as shoes and saying something excitedly to Martelé. This makes five! Are there spots for others? ] Ee!

[ ....Haruka's nuzzle descends belatedly. She doesn't want to know... ]

[either way, it looks like she got what she wanted, from the way she's twining their fingers together.

That pause catches her attention, and she's glancing curiously at you.

Meanwhile, Martelé is lining up a bunch of hats along Gold's back. Look! You're even spikier than usual!

...wait, is that hat sticking to your side?]

Jolt? [ Is it? Gold turns to try and look, but he can't quite see. He apparently thinks if he keeps turning he'll be able to get a peek at this elusive hat, however, as he's now shuffling in a circle, trying to be careful to not disturb any of his hats.

Haruka closes her eyes and exhales. You do not want to know either, Michiru. ] I'll speak to her later.

[ And from there...who knows. ]

Va! [there's a sharp rebuke to hold still, and then Martelé is gingerly trying to stick another hat onto Gold's side.]

Try to play nice. [even if, you know, that has the potential to get people killed. Still, it's coached in a teasing lilt - it's mildly hypocritical of Michiru to say that, really.

And well, she'll trust you on that one. It's not as if she has any inclination to move out of this position anyway.]

[ Sorry, Martelé. He'll be good. How many hats does that make this, now...? ] On...

[ Haruka laughs. ] No scaring her off this soon?

[ Destiny does dictate they should ~~subject her to a training montage~~ prepare her for what's coming, doesn't it. What a pain. ]

[Martelé's reply is kinda muffled, but she thinks there are at least ten! Geez, these humans don't seem to like these hat things very much.]

It's probably counterproductive. [it'll be like the beach party, but with less party.]

Jolteon jol. [ He's probably ready to go show everyone how much fun they are, then! Will you make sure they don't fall off of him? They could try putting some on the ridge down your back, but that might not go so well....

Haruka nods, then turns the gesture into another nuzzle. They can cut Usagi off at any time if she gets in the way. ] I'll be good.

A Very Merry Hobo Birthday... To You!

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