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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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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.

[Martelé agrees almost absentmindedly, and will follow along to keep an eye on the hats. Really, it feels like she's babysitting her fellow former-Eevee half the time anyway.

Michiru smiles at that, nuzzling back.] I'll believe it when I see it.

[without any explicit reasons, it's hard to find reasons not to work together, really. For the moment, at least.]

Did you want to come? [ She can handle this herself. But a show of unity on their part might be good, too....

....and there goes Gold, wandering past. It'll be hard for Michiru to miss him this time. Especially when he barks at them. Look! Are you sure you two don't want hats? ] Teon!

[ Suddenly talking to Usagi about Destiny looks a lot more attractive. ]

[hey, you dropped one!] Va! [and Martelé is setting it on top of Gold's buttfluff.]

...I think I'd love to come. [Haruka, your Pokemon is committing petty theft.]

[ Oh, thank you, Martelé! Gold wiggles his butt to make sure that hat is secure, then continues on his way. These were free, right? For everyone to wear and be happy! Why doesn't anyone want a hat when he's being such an enthusiastic model?

Haruka forces her eyes away. She doesn't know him. She's not responsible for him. She certainly wasn't just complaining about other people being immature, idealistic, and generally in the way. ] She's around here somewhere. The hostess can't have gone far....

[who knows? Martelé shrugs. Even if Gold looks kinda funny and even if it looks kinda hard sliding around on paper hat things, Martelé isn't exactly tuned into the motivations behind the humans' stylistic choices. You'll want Natto for that, Gold.] Eon.

[Michiru giggles and gets up, shifting baby in her arms.] Let's go.

[it's nice to see Martelé having fun.]

[ It is, isn't it? Maybe someday it won't come at the expense of Gold's dignity. (Then again, he'd need dignity for that.)

Haruka puts her arm around Michiru. ] Mm.

[ Michiru is a Master of Training. Surely if anyone can save Usagi from herself, it's Michiru!

But where could Usagi be....? ]

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I'm just going to belatedly apologize for the html fail

no worries~ these things happen

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