fandomtownies | Homecoming Brunch, The Park, Sunday Morning

Hopefully no one made any questionable decisions last night!

Dante was still technically on vacation. But he'd managed to find a few hours to escape to the island - through Anders' throng of adoring fans. Now he was here, hanging out, eyeing the food appreciatively.

Too bad he'd missed the kissing booths, right?

Lana was here, nodding approvingly at the art that had made it out here. It was good it was getting a little more use.

Cosette still lived just across the causeway, but she had been busy with a school project for most of the weekend and only just managed to get away in time to make brunch. It was a nice excuse to wear one of her favorite old -- literally old -- dresses from home again, in any case; she appreciated the ease and convenience of modern clothing, but she was rather fond of her nice 19th century wardrobe and sometimes she just missed it.

She was smiling fondly at everything around her; she had missed the island, as well.

There was a delicious buffet of food and drinks set out, and plenty of coffee. So much coffee.

One good thing about turning into basically an island staple was that no one was going to be too put off by a squirrel on the buffet table, trying to pick out some food for herself, right?

Right.

Well, if anyone did have an issue with it, they were more than welcome to try to take it up with Summer if they wanted.

The Loth-cat that had padded up to the table to stare up at her up there wasn't taking issue with anything, really. He was going to just take a seat and watch, though, considering just jumping up there to... not join her, no. But Kanan could smell sausages, and so help him, Kanan wanted sausages.

He gave a little, "Yrrp?" as he blinked up her way. Hey, Summer, would you mind helping a guy out?

"Chrrr?" Summer chirruped a little as she heard a sound behind her, tilted her head to see nothing there, and then thought to look down. Her chittering took an excited lilt when she spotted BDG down there, her tail twitching to match, and then she followed his eyes to the buffet and laughed.

Well, it was a squirrel's estimation of a laugh, anyway, and she nodded, gave him the best thumbs up she could manage with her paws, and turned, nose sniffing thoughtfully, to figure out what kind of food he might like in his current state.

Her first inclination was to find the sweetest thing she could and toss that down for him, buuuuut....just as she couldn't get her mind off nuts and seeds, lately, she felt maybe his tastes might be going a little more feline, and, guided by a strong sense of deduction and just the fact that they were literally right there, she reached over to drag a sausage out of the pan, turned around, and held it up with a questioning chirrup.

That! Kanan gave a mrowl of confirmation, sitting up on his hind legs and giving her the biggest, dumbest, happiest look he'd probably every given anybody in his life. Yes. That was perfection, today. He couldn't even taste sweets like this, but a nice chunk of meat? That had him licking his chops in anticipation, right there.

See, this was way better than him getting up there on the table with her, right? A cat on the table would probably end in disaster or fur in the pancakes or something.

Summmer....briefly played with the idea of being a little shit and just waving the sausage temptingly or just putting it back, but, giggling, she just couldn't bring herself to do it. She'd much rather be the adored hero in this situation, so, with a little oomph she gave the sausage a toss in the air, hoping BDG could catch it easily enough or that it wouldn't land too far or too much in the dirt if he couldn't.

Really, Kanan wasn't so picky that he wouldn't eat something out of the dirt when he was normal-shaped. But it didn't come to that, no. With a leap unlike any leap actually seen in nature, Kanan launched himself up and caught that sausage in his mouth, doing a flip along the way. Possibly just to show off. It was entirely possible that the ego of a Loth-cat coupled with some manner of use of the Force meant that showing off was going to happen, one way or the other.

He sat himself down again with a little prrt sound of thanks, and then got to work mowing down on that tidbit before looking up at Summer again.

She see anything else good up there?

Summer's excited clapping and cheering chittering showed that she was clearly impressed with the show, at any rate, and then she tilted her head thoughtfully as he looked back up with her, tail and nose twitching. She stroked her chin for a second and spun around to look over the buffet again.

Oh! Perfect!

She emerged a moment later, holding several slices of bacon aloft triumphantly before whoop! Makin' it bacon rain!

Bacon rain was the new best rain, and the acrobatics that Kanan was doing in order to catch it all before it hit the ground was nothing shy of impressive. A flip here, a roll there, a little weird stick foot reaching out over there to bat one piece back up again just so that he could spin and chomp down on it when it came down again?

Yeah, apparently bacon rain made for a good show, if nothing else.

And that was nothing short of amazing, as Summer's wide-eyed, perfectly pleased squirrel face clearly showed. Her tail twitched a little, little claws tapping together as she considered going for another round, just to see a show like that again, but after disappearing toward the food again and considering the options, she had an even better idea.

Time to get international with this.

Those round slices of Canadian bacon would make great tooka-feeding frisbees!

She dragged over a stack of them and started peeling them off, tossing them out one at a time for him to catch, since, well, they were small, but pretty big for a cute little squirrel such as herself.

Hey! Flying saucers! Kanan leapt up for one! Two! Three! Really, this was the best exercise a guy could ask for. It came with bacon!

They made a pretty good team, didn't they? She threw the meat, he ate the meat, what wasn't to enjoy about this arrangement? It was dinner and a show.

And honestly, anyone watching who didn't think it was the greatest thing in the world clearly had no soul and didn't count for beans.

He was good, though, Summer had to give him that. And she was never going to let him forget this for the rest of his life.

She was, however, going to tear off a bunch of this stuff and roll it into balls and throw some of that down, too. She had no idea what it was, but it looked meaty, so she figured he'd go nuts for it.

Plus, it was BDG. He ate pretty much anything.

It was true. She could have stuck that crap into jello and he'd probably go back for seconds. As it stood, here and now? Kanan had no damn clue what was going into his mouth, but he was chowing down on it.

Apparently Loth-cats were bottomless pits. Who knew?

It was okay. Summer was almost done, anyway. She just had one more thing that she had to throw down, her coup de grace, her grand finale. It would take a little effort, because she was just a wee little squirrel, and she wanted to get the biggest and best one for him, but she was going to manage it, pulling it to the edge of the table, bracing herself, and then launching it toward him with all her squirrel might.

Heading straight toward him with actually a pretty impressive spin, was a great big pancake.

Because Sundays were for pancakes, dammit!

Kanan... actually screeched to a halt as that one came at him, blinking up at it, tilting his head, and--

Getting that pancake square to the face.

"Mrrp?"

It was entirely possible he'd done that on purpose. Look, Loth-cats didn't eat pancakes. And it was a heck of a hilarious finale.

It. Was. Perfection.

So much so that poor Summer was laughing so hard her squirrel stomach couldn't take it, clutching it as she fell to the table in a fit of chittering giggles.

...and then promptly rolled off of said table.

But she was okay! She was a sturdy squirrel! She was fazed for a moment, shook her head, shook her tail, and she was good to go.

That was, of course, the perfect time for the pancake to slide off of Kanan's face and fall down on top of Summer, right?

... Well, naturally.

Naturally.

And there she was, a poor squirrel in her prime, crushed under a pancake of her own creation. She let out a little dying coo, one paw stuck out to the side under the pancake, her tail sticking out as well gave one, two...three twitches, and then held still.

And then she squirmed a little until her head popped out from underneath it and started nibbling on the edge. No point in letting a perfectly good breakfast go to waste.

Kanan watched this dramatic scene with a big dopey grin on his face - tooka faces were exceptionally good for grinning - and then he took a seat where he was at in order to keep lookint for any errant feet or the possibility of dogs while Summer ate. She'd fed him his fill, it was the least he could do.

There wasn't any part of Sia's weekend that was going as expected, but if she was being really honest with herself, she'd probably needed that. She was even actually maybe in a good mood?

She also needed coffee. So she was getting that, and appreciating that she could make her own without anyone trying to add pumpkin spice to it.

So you don't have to stand up to eat like some kind of heathen!

Jaina had mostly skipped the food today, but was sitting at a table with coffee and watching people.

Coffee: the true breakfast of champions.

Prompto had a hard time dragging himself out of bed that morning, wondering if his love of free food that he didn't have to cook himself was stronger than his love of sleep, sleep, and lots more sleep. It was a pretty tough match, they were incredibly well matched, but overall, the food won,though not because of any particular merits of its own. Would you want to be responsible to making sure your newly dinosaur-ed roommate was properly fed on your own gil? Yeah, didn't think so.

So he was there, filling up a couple plates with a variety of foods because he didn't know what dinosaurs ate, and then found a spot on the edge of a table where he could alternate between clinging to life-giving coffee, feeding himself, and then tossing food to Jason. His food-catching skill was impeccable, but eventually, they both got a little bored with the game and Prompto just set one of the plates at the end of the table so Jason could just help himself while they both ate.

Peebee couldn't care less about being some kind of heathen, but she had a table near the edge of the brunch area so she could make a quick getaway if she felt like i. In the meantime she was people-watching while she leisurely nibbled at bacon and various pastries.

Also coffee.

Whee Homecoming!

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