Guppy's 30th Birthday Party

[guppy_sandhu]

Having collected everyone from the bar, Guppy leads them back through to the house, where they enter through the kitchen.

The living room furniture has been mostly moved out of the way, and that's where the most of the party has been set up. The sofa and some chairs are around the edge of the room, and there's music playing. The kitchen is a bit small so the food is being taken through into the dining room. Also a little on the small side, but enough for purpose. All of the baby gates are open on the ground floor, but not on the stairs.

Upstairs, the spare bedroom has been set aside for any little people at the party. It's a bit quieter, with baby-sized food, some toys, and a DVD of Pingu playing.

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[caring-hand.livejournal.com]

She thinks about that for a few minutes. "Is there something she's been wanting for a while? Or some secret thing she doesn't really tell anyone she likes?"

[theflyingsquirl]

"Probably," he says. "I don't know what she likes though, besides making things, and those truffles. I know what she doesn't like--usually where it overlaps with things that I do like."

[caring-hand.livejournal.com]

"They do say that opposites attract," she says with a friendly smile. "It's probably good you have your own realm of things. Couples that like all the same things and do every little thing together kinda...weird me out."

She shrugs.

"Well, you said she likes jewelry...that may be a place to start?"

[theflyingsquirl]

"I've known people like that, and... yeah. That's not how we are, thank Squirrel-god. It'd be like being by yourself all day, but a version of you with a separate body so you could send somebody else to get you a soda from the kitchen."

[caring-hand.livejournal.com]

Because heaven knows that's just what Squirrel needs. Someone around to allow him to become even more lazy than he already is.

"But the question becomes, would the other-you get up to get you that soda?"

[theflyingsquirl]

"Other-me? Hell no. Wouldn't get me a soda if he were getting up anyway, and sure wouldn't make an extra trip to get up and go in there if he weren't getting himself something already. Coreen would probably get me a soda though... eventually, if I nagged her enough."

He chuckles.

[caring-hand.livejournal.com]

"Ah, so you're the nagger in the family," she says, laughing. "Every domestic situation has one."

[theflyingsquirl]

"...well, not nagger so much as... just lazy. This time of year, it's not easy to haul myself off the couch to get my own snacks and sodas. Ev just gets his henchsquirrels to do it for him, but they're a lot more generous to him than they are to me."

[caring-hand.livejournal.com]

She smiles a little. "Well, babies do tend to out-cute the adults. Maybe they're just charmed by him more?"

And he probably doesn't mock them about not having thumbs.

Yet.

[theflyingsquirl]

"That, and they know he can't get up and get things himself. Me, I can, so they figure I should. I don't have to depend on other people or squirrels to bring me food. I just like to, that's all."

[caring-hand.livejournal.com]

She chuckles, "Sounds to me like you need to hire yourself a servant."

[theflyingsquirl]

"Yeah. Or when Ev's older--isn't that what people have kids for? So they don't have to get up to get themselves drinks anymore?"

[caring-hand.livejournal.com]

She laughs. "Hey, I grew up in the foster system. It sorta feel like that's the reason why they pick kids out anyway."

[theflyingsquirl]

"I used to do all that for my father. Course, he'd be working at the time... I'd have to get him drinks, or dinner from one of the food stands. It's just what you have kids do for you."

[caring-hand.livejournal.com]

She shrugs. "I'm never going to have kids of my own, so, I guess I'm stuck fending for myself."

[theflyingsquirl]

"You could adopt," he says with a light shrug. "Or take in strays--there's a lot of them in Milliways, goodness knows. Speaking of... it was nice meeting you, but that cake is calling me."

[caring-hand.livejournal.com]

She smiles and nods, "Sure thing. It was nice meeting you, too."

And with that, she wanders off.