Let's Have a Party!

[runs_on_batteries]

Who: Everyone!
What: Throwing a party
Where: Gym carriage
When: Early Evening- early morning, Apple 28

It was three days after the incident with the train and right at two weeks since they'd been allowed to get off this train and roam a new world. Sure somewhere in there, they'd had a brief reprieve involving a new platform and mess of newcomers, but that had hardly counted as a break from the train. So, the point was, they needed a chance to blow off some steam. What better way than organize a party and roll out the last of his ale to share?

He'd recruited Sarai and Maglor to play their harps and/ or sing for music; Ignis, Ash and Evie to make hors d'oeuvres, Dread and Peter to bring in some chairs; and rigged a lamp and some cloth to make a disco ball-like display in the room (which he made Peter to promise not to touch).

Now he just had to get the guests on the dance floor... to harp music? He misses 'regular' music. Sigh.

Comments

[hibana_incursa]

It's because of the train. Gwen knows this deep in her soul. Sole? Soles?

Her boots need to go. They suck for sticking, and that's where her soles are. They'll stick a lot better without the boots. So they get removed and flung off to the side and she really doesn't care that this is against party rules or whatever. She wants to stick.

"Cider and sitting." That sounds like a great plan.

[hashtagparkerluck]

"Yeah." Peter agrees with her agreeing to him and starts to move-pausing briefly as the train seems to tilt again like the jackass it is and shakes his head. Cider is in the gym. They just gotta walk to the gym and sit down and then they should feel better.

He turns and grabs Gwen's hand to try and keep himself and her mostly stable. That and he just likes holding her hand.

"Don't tell anyone we did that. It was awful, they don't need to know." He reminds her before starting to lead the way back to the gym.

[hibana_incursa]

Forgetting the very weird problem of the train moving ddly, Gwen looks down at their joined hands and grins. She's almost a hair away from saying 'aww' at it, that's the look on her face right now.

"I love holding your hand. Did you know that? It's my f--favorite."

At his request to not tell anyone the stupid thing they did, her expression shifts to wide-eyed seriousness and she shakes her head, one finger going over her lips. "No one. Not a one needs to know cuz there's already us knowing it and that's too much, I think."

...what?

[hashtagparkerluck]

"Yeah, your hand's my favorite one to hold, too." Peter nods, grinning at her, his cheeks maybe a little flushed.

He's glad they're agreed on not telling anyone about their stupid because he really doesn't want a lecture from Mr Stark when the train is being so weird. Besides, it's not like it did anything?

He move into the gym, hand still in hers and then turns to her again. "Remember, don't tell anyone." He reminds her again, his voice maybe slightly above a loud whisper just in case before leading them over to the cider and getting a generous glass for them both.

"This is much better. Cheers?"

[hibana_incursa]

"Good. Good to know." She feels way too giddy about what he said, the idiot grin on her face not going away any time soon. She's buzzed, she has no idea she's buzzed. All she knows is she's with the guy she loves, the train is being really weird and she really hopes they're not about to lose gravity again. That was some bullshit.

She wants to sit and wait out the train's ridiculousness, taking the glass of cider with a grin.

"This is a lot better."

There goes a big swallow and she smiles some. "It tastes a lot better than the other crap."

[hashtagparkerluck]

He likes her grin, it's really cute and makes him feel warm inside. That's probably why he feels warm inside. He clinks his glass against hers before taking a long drink of the sweet liquid.

"Like a million times better." Peter agrees before taking another long drink and then refilling the glass. "lets go sit somewhere, the floor feels like it's tilted or something."

[hibana_incursa]

"The wall's not tilted," Gwen says carefully, frowning just a bit at how the words feel thicker. Harder to get out. Weird.

"The wall's not tilted." Also, she forgot what she said three seconds later. "Let's sit on the wall."

Because it's not tilted. "But the floor is weird. It might take a bit to get to the wall."

[hashtagparkerluck]

"Yeah, yeah, the wall. Good plan." Peter agrees, looking over at it. Weird, it looks like it got further away somehow.

"uh... I think the walls trying to escape."