third complaint ♔ IM

[scornfully]

Right, then!

[ Arthur claps his hands together, addressing the other campers with a charming smile and a pleasant tone. Things have been rough for them all lately - certain siblings more than other (Lydia) - and it's the responsibility of those who can to help lift the spirits of the rest. Charisma and delight is what Aphrodite's children do best, supposedly. ]

Since we all have our memories back - and everyone's returned from the school trip to Egypt - I'd like to propose a little get-together of sorts next Wednesday night.

[ He tucks a lock of blonde hair back behind his ear. ]

Music, nibbles, non-alcoholic drinks ... that sort of thing. I've already enquired and there shouldn't be a problem if we have a chaperone.

[ He waves a hand in a vague gesture - a nymph or a satyr, no trouble at all, right? Besides, they're likely to enjoy the evening as much as the guests. ]

The only catch is that there's a theme: everyone's to wear all-in-one pyjamas. It seems a little too tongue-in-cheek to go toga, after all.

[ His smile flickers into a smirk for just a moment. Oh, Arthur thinks he's so funny. ]

To my brothers and sisters, no excuses. Everyone else, let me know what you think.

Comments

[busy]

[Let me know what you think why. Why would you say that when you know Merlin will.]

I think you're mad.

[scornfully]

[ Yeah, Arthur's the mad one in this duet. ]

Go on. Why is that, Merlin?

[busy]

A mixed slumber party in footed pajamas. It's almost perverse.

[scornfully]

Just because you've never spent an evening in the company of girls doesn't mean that the rest of us are so naive.

[lastplaceigo]

[What. What what.]

All-in-one PJs? Like... the really dorky ones with the little feet that zip up?

[scornfully]

[ Bingo. ]

I didn't call it a catch for nothing, you know.

[ That and he's totally into onesies, sue him. ]

[lastplaceigo]

[This party thing sounds kind of fun because yeah. This week sucked.

But onesies. The only one she has is a really embarrassing reindeer one from Christmas. Thanks, mom.]

Oh my gods, that's like, the worst idea ever. Are you twelve?

[TEEN ANGST AND DESPAIR.]

[excusing]

Oh!

[scornfully]

[ Have a bark of laughter, Heather. ]

Well I knew you'd be on board.

[excusing]

Duh.

[ She laughs. ]

Okay, so like. Do you think that we should have a supply of onesies to borrow in the cabin? The closet has everything else, as far as I've seen.

[unplucked]

[ it takes Margaery a second to stop giggling. The thought of everyone in onesies is pretty amusing. ]

It sounds fun! Count me in. Not that I think I had much of a choice to begin with.

[ Their cabin's participation went without saying, didn't it? ]

[scornfully]

Excellent!

[ Ah, Margaery, the newest addition to the Aphrodite bouquet. Arthur's pleased to see her so keen to get involved - no shying away for this one. ]

I know we can be a little boisterous, but these things are always fun to join in. You already own a onesie, I take it? Or will you be needing to borrow one from Heather.

[unplucked]

Don't worry about me, I'll dig something up.

[ She already has something in mind, even. ]

Do you need any help?

[unstinting]

What if we don't have those? I don't think I've worn one since I was four.

[He's really trying to be less bitter about Aphrodite Cabin's commitment to partying constantly, but it's hard.]

[scornfully]

Heather and I both have spares that we're offering to you poor unfortunate souls.

[ So sad. So true. ]

Come on, Alcuin. Don't be a spoil-sport.

[unstinting]

I won't be.

[He sighs, resigned to his onesie'd fate.]

I'll take the most tasteful one you have.

[heatingup]

Bro, you know I'm with ya, but I don't think everyone owns footie pajamas. I don't. [Don't offer to loan him some either, you're like twice Noah's size.] I mean, unless you want me to borrow a nightgown from Lydia or someone, which I totally would. [He doesn't actually know if Lydia wears nightgowns, but he's sure one of their sisters does.]

[scornfully]

Oh, don't you worry about that, Noah.

[ Have a Cheshire Cat grin. ]

Between us Heather and I have a few different sizes on offer - we'll find you something.

[heatingup]

I reserve the right to reject it if a nightgown would be less embarrassing.

[im]

[southernreaper]

Uh, I don't mind helpin' with the snacks, but ain't no way I'm gettin' into a onesie. I gave them up with diapers.

[im]

[scornfully]

You do realise that by not wearing one you'll be the odd one out?

[ But there's amusement in his tone. ]

And any help I can get with snacks will be fantastic. Thank you.

[im]

[southernreaper]

Ya know, I'm willin' to take that chance.

[Kevin's just as amused.]

anythin' special ya want? Cookies, pies?

IM

[mrbarrow]

Provided said Onesie is not hooded and does not contain a trap door, well, there have been worse excuses for parties, haven't there?

In.

IM

[scornfully]

That's the spirit!

[ Finally, a guy who isn't whining about the all-in-one pyjamas. Everyone here takes themselves too seriously. ]

Although the trap door might come in handy. You never know when you might need to flash your arse at someone.

Re: IM

[mrbarrow]

[Hey, there are worse things to be stuck wearing. ]

This happens often in your corner of the camp then? Suddenly I'm a bit jealous.