fandomtownies | Come As You Were Dance, Community Center, Saturday Evening

Originally, this was going to be a much smaller event, but then Fandom had to be Fandom and Portalocity had to be Portalocity, and now Zoe was wondering if there would be enough food for everyone or if she'd have to get things from the local restaurants.

For the moment though, everything was set up nicely. There were tables and chairs set up with blue and gold tablecloths, each covered with glitter from years of use. There were balloons, streamers, and other slightly tasteful decorations, also covered in glitter from years of being stored with things that were also covered in glitter. Don't worry, no one had died from a glitter overdose yet.

Once the food was set out and the (non-tainted) punch was ready, it seemed like things were as good to go as they'd ever be. If things got too crowded, hopefully a fire marshal wasn't among the folks who had come back to town.

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"Dammit, Karina," Sparkle muttered. "Fine, okay. But you're paying."

She got to pick the shitty dinner conversation, she could foot the bill. That was how that worked, right?

Sorta?

"Planned on it," Karina said, utterly unfazed by that. "After all, it was my idea."

And she wasn't sure he could afford it.

He very much couldn't, no. Which was why he'd been limiting himself to coffee.

Where he would have probably ordered a water and picked off the sample plate.

"... Fair enough," Sparkle mumbled. "Jeeze, there's no getting out of this, is there?"

At least he knew it.

"No way at all."

Barring unforeseen acts of Fandom, that was. If a gremlin bit him, Karina was letting the gremlin have him.

"Look on the bright side," she added, "I'm willing to feed you."

"Lucky me," Sparkle sighed, shoving his hands into his pockets and making his way toward Ching Tai. Because... yay, free food, anyway. "If it gets too much, I'm sticking an egg roll in either ear and making a break for the back door through the kitchen."

"I will tackle you if you do that," she threatened. "I could take you out so easily."

"I hate you a little for that right now," Sparkle shared, because, really, if she couldn't handle that kind of shit-talk, they wouldn't be such good friends right now. "Fine. No bailing."

Oh, please, that wasn't even proper shit-talk.

Karina rolled her eyes and ignored it.

"I knew you'd see it my way eventually," she said, which probably earned her a smack of some sort, but was also true.

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