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The park, Monday afternoon
Okay, SO. Kenzi had had a plan. It was not going to be scrapped just because of some cold. And a freaking glacier-like landscape across the Causeway. She was Canadian. She could do this! She just wasn't going to be in the park forever, doing this. Brrr.
What she was doing involved laying out many Dixie cups of hot tea, red sake, rum, and vodka at one of the picnic tables; and many similar Dixie cups of peanuts, almonds, cashews and mixed nuts. And lots of little folded up paper hats. Maybe she'd gone a little overboard, but once she got started, she started having too much fun. Also, the sake helped.
Yes, she was throwing an impromptu tea-and-sake party for the squirrels. Always important to make friends, especially with your local Big Brother outpost, right?
Right! She figured they'd hear about it and show up if they felt like it.
[ooc: Open to all! Squirrels have been invited. *bows to their Fearless Drunken Leader* But you're all welcome to wander by and grab some refreshments. If you can get them away from the squirrels.]
What she was doing involved laying out many Dixie cups of hot tea, red sake, rum, and vodka at one of the picnic tables; and many similar Dixie cups of peanuts, almonds, cashews and mixed nuts. And lots of little folded up paper hats. Maybe she'd gone a little overboard, but once she got started, she started having too much fun. Also, the sake helped.
Yes, she was throwing an impromptu tea-and-sake party for the squirrels. Always important to make friends, especially with your local Big Brother outpost, right?
Right! She figured they'd hear about it and show up if they felt like it.
[ooc: Open to all! Squirrels have been invited. *bows to their Fearless Drunken Leader* But you're all welcome to wander by and grab some refreshments. If you can get them away from the squirrels.]

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Hello, Kenzi. Meet the dozens of radio squirrels!
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Because clearly, she wasn't going to be able to stop them.
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A few squirrels (who weren't answering to Eenie and Meenie no matter how many times Butters called them that) were already fighting over the cashews.
One stopped to investigate the paper hats, swapping her fedora for one of those.
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She pulled out her notepad, tilted her head at Kenzi for a moment (humans all looked the same at first glance to a squirrel), then scrawled "KENZI" on her pad in barely legible, well, squirrel-scratch.
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"Tell me, Red-Socks-chan ♥," he said. "Must one have a big fluffy tail to enjoy these clearly thoughtfully planned libations ♥?"
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She wrapped her jacket more tightly around her as she approached the .... whatever it was happening by the picnic tables, and why did the sight of the figure presiding over the event fill her with a certain amused foreboding?
Oh, right, because she'd met Kenzi before.
Except...
Had Kenzi always been so tall? Bo could have sworn the kid was a good four inches shorter than....
Than...
[[For me, and then the party-monster, as I prepare to flee town!]]
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If any of those squirrels spoke WhateverthefuckBowas (at least the island was consistent, considering she couldn't tell you her species on any other day of the week either), they were welcome to quote her on the squeaky //Son of a BITCH!// that came out of her tiny mouth as she scrambled up the side of the picnic table towards Kenzi.
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You couldn't even wait a whole WEEK before screwing with me again, Fandom? REALLY?
Bo shook her head at the thimble and used her wee claw-like paws to gesticulate... something. She kind of managed pointing at herself?
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He paused.
"...is this for anyone?" he asked in general. The squirrels did not phase him at all. He'd encountered Squirrel Girl in the past, after all.
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He objected to having to wear yet more clothes, really.
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"Oh! A party!" She was clearly thrilled out of her mind by this. "What a great idea! Is this a 'hey, what, winter's early?' party, or maybe a 'look at the pretty new mountains' party? Or, ooo, is it the island's birthday?!"
Excitable pony is excited.
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"Pinkie!" She waved to the pony, giggling. "It's a get-to-know-your-watchers party! Squirrels, Pinkie. Pinkie, the Radio squirrels!"
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"I didn't even know people drink sake here!"
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