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Turtle & Canary; Monday [01/25].

Summer had missed most of the weekend, as it fell on one of her weekends back home, but she'd caught the tail end of it, a little bit, and was relieved to find that there were no ghosts in her apartment, that seemed to definitely be a Stark thing, but Pancakes was talking. Which was great the last time that happened, but when Summer got all excited about them getting high together again to contemplate the universe or whatever, because that had seriously been the best, Pancakes got all offended and spent the rest of the evening lecturing Summer on proper behavior and being a lady and even having the audacity to tell her that pink really did clash with redhair.

Like, the nerve!

So this talking Pancakes was way less fun than the last one, and Summer was incredibly relieved to be woken up to the insistent sounds of meowing instead of words, even though Pancakes had woken her up to be fed despite the significant amount of food already sitting in her food dish.

At least she knew things were back to normal, right?

So it was off to the store to take care of things like normal, get a few stories from Apu about what she'd missed, do a major restocking of the alcohol section with plenty of bottom shelf options, because...yeah, yeah, pretty big driver lately there, for some reason...and generally just sort of contemplate some of the things that had been brought up in the counselling session with Dr. Wong that weekend, a few perspectives on things she hadn't really considered before that needed some major consideration.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Apple (Not Poisoned!)
Rapunzel lettuce
Red

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Nina was, like, honestly (totes honest, nothing to see here folks) here just for apple chips (she was out) but the squishies were getting a long look.

She really kind of loved that apple had to be specified as not being poisoned.

"Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuummeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Nina greeted as she piled her bags of apple chips on the counter. "Is, like, Rapunzel lettuce really a thing????????????"

She was probably 100% going to bother Ignis with the same question later no matter what Summer said.

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"I mean," said Summer, tilting her head a little as she glanced over to the Squishy machine and then shrugged, "it's got to be, right? Or else it would a Squishy..."

She did however, google it real quick and then turned the results toward Nina.

"See? More commonly known as 'field salad' these days, apparently. Hard to pick which one sounds tastier, really..."

"Like, garden salad at least brings to mind fresh veggies," she said, giggling a little. "Field salad sounds like, you know, grass???????????"

"Yeah, exactly," Summer agreed with a snort, tucking her phone back and going to ring up Nina's apple chips. "Maybe with, like, some clover mixed in for a touch of excitement or something. So should I add a large one to your order today, Nina?"

...you know, she didn't think she'd done grass in a jello shot yet, now that she thought about it.

Because of course she would think about it.

Nina made a face.

But she didn't want to back down from a challenge, however silly it was.

"A medium, please," she said. "And let it be known that I'm full of doubts that this will be any good!!!!!!!!!"

"And let it be known," Summer countered, "that I made absolutely no claims that it would be."

"You didn't," she allowed, though she was going to lean against the counter. "But you make claims about other things!!!!!!!!!!!"

"I dooooo." It was apparently Summer's turn to concede, although she was giving Nina a curious, maybe a little confused look because if that didnt sound like a leading statement, she didn't know what would. "A lot of things, that's true. And I'm usually," it was a strong usually, but she definitely wasn't so confident to not give it some wiggle room, especially since, well, this was Nina, so who even knew where this might be going, some wiggle room was probably important, "right about those things."

Literally so many people she knew could avoid so much drama or whatever if they'd just actually listened to her every once in a while, but whatever...

See, like, if Summer were a cute guy, Nina would be doing her best to look as devastatingly innocently adorable as she could right about now.

Since, alas, Summer was a cute girl and Nina didn't swing that way...

She set out a couple of little bottles of rum for the squirrels to take.

"I mean, like, I need to plan a surprise party," Nina said, eyes wide and and guileless as the squirrels took the rum and bolted. "And I hear you're good at that......??????????"

Summer was grinning faintly when the small bottles of rum entered the picture; she would never not be intrigued and thrilled when anyone sent the squirrels rum in her presence. But when Nina came out with what the rum was for?

Oh, Nina. Sweetie. You just made Summer's day. Possibly her week. Maybe even her year.

You know, so far. But since it was only January, it wasn't like that was a very high bar yet.

"If I ever cease to be so good at parties," she declared, "just put a bullet in my head and bury me now, because what would even be the point of living anymore?" She leaned on the counter, eyes bright and eager for all the juicy details, opening her mind to get started on that terrifying whirlwind that was Summer's brain when ideas were involved. "What've we got? What's the occasion? Who's it for? When will it be, and do you have any thoughts so far on themes and location, or are we working straight from scratch?"

"It's Iggy's 21st bday on the 7th," Nina explained, tapping her fingers lightly on the counter. "And, like, the poor sucker's," she said this fondly; she might squabble with him but he was a friend, "never had a real birthday blow out!!!!!!!! So, like, I want to go big!!!!!!!

"I'd have given more notice, but I needed to make sure his schedule meant he'd be on the island for his actual bday.........."

"Wait, hold up," said Summer, with her hands lifted as if that could puase the world for a second, because she loved this, yes, but there was one little detail she felt the need to go back and be a little more clear on. "Back up. Twenty-first birthday? Are you honestly telling me that Ignis...Ignis Scientia," as if there would be any other Ignis in question, "is literally the same ages as me?"

She would have pegged him at, like, forty, or something. With just, like, a really good skin care routine maybe. Like, had you ever read any of his emails, Nina? Twenty-year-olds did not write emails like that, no matter what planet they were from.

This was kind of blowing her mind a little right now.

"I know," she said with a lot of commiseration in her voice. "Like, he's so old, right??????? But no, he's really just twenty right now--------I, like, triple checked??????"

"That is....so weird," said Summer, blinking a little and shaking her head, and just trying to get over that so she could focus on the next important thing.

"But, okay," she said, drawing in a breath, letting it out, as if centering herself to the task at hand. "Birthday. Twenty-one. For someone who's never had a real blow-out before." That in particular made her grin. "I am good at first impression parties, just ask Annie, that whole Christmas party got to where it was because people hadn't really had a good blow-out Christmas party like that before. So that's a good start. That means it's got to be big, it's got to bold, and it's got to be ridiculous. You said it's the seventh?"

"The seventh of February," she confirmed. "It's a Sunday this year which, like, could be better and could be worse for a party???????? Either way, he'll be here and we can send him off on Monday morning to his duties!!!!!!!!!"

And if he was covered in glitter, over-tired, and possibly smelling like he'd been drinking (Nina doubted they could get him to willingly get drunk and she... wasn't... going to get him drunk), well, like...

Noctis would think it was hilarious.

"Well," Summer reasoned, "I do think it's a better idea to move it to the Saturday before, because no one wants to get that wild on a Sunday. And look at it this way! Doing it a day early will add to the element of surprise, right? And I know I need my day to recover. And then I guess we could try to hone in on a theme? Like, maybe that's more you, I don't know him that much outside of talking about food and stuff, but that's not a bad start, either."

"I suppose that's a fair point," Nina allowed, since she wasn't going to fight that, especially when the rest of Summer's words made her roll her eyes.

"We're going to worry about the food, like, last," she decided, "because he's going to be difficult about food!!!!!!!!!!!! He's, like, going to fuss about it not being perfect no matter what we do!!!!!!!"

Wait. Wait. That--

"I'll come back to that," she finished. "Because now I have an idea and, like, it could be amazing, but while that's percolating, like, you know, I was thinking for themes, something bright and bold and sunny???????? Like, you know, a pool party????????"

In February.

Nina saw no problems with that.

"Ooooooh," Summer almost melted a little, a small smile surfacing as she turned her face upwards, like feeling the sun already, "a pool party! I could totally do a pool party. I mean, why wait for summer, right? Did you want to go off-island, then? A destination birthday party? Trickier to get people to go, but we've at least got portals on our side if that's what we wanted to do.

"Pool party also means barbecue for food," she pointed out. "Although I know you said, like, food later, but I mean, who honestly hates barbecue?"

Ignis. Summer would bet that if anyone hated barbecue, it would be Ignis.

AND HE'D BE WRONG.

Nina wiggled one hand back and forth.

"A destination party would, like, make it a lot harder to get Iggy to come alone," she admitted. "Because, like, once he digs in his heels, dear lord, so I was thinking more, of like, picking a place here and then......."

She wiggled her fingers.

"I can do a pool party," she said. "If we pick a place really soon because, like, it will involve me and my chalk camping out wherever this party is going to be since this is such short notice.........."

"...you and your chalk?" asked Summer, because she wasn't sure she was really following, but a pool party here, in February, seemed to leave maybe the hotel or possibly the onsen, and that wasn't really a pool, and they all remembered what happened the last time there was a party at the onsen...

Yeah, no, Nina had not set foot near the onsen since last time.

"I can make any room into anything with enough time to draw the spell out first," Nina explained.

Theoretically she could do it without the chalk and in a rush but then she'd be, like, comatose for a week or two and Nina was not really keen on that.

"Like when I turned Bus Dean's house into a bouncy castle for a week, you know????????"

Yeah, you might not be Summer's student this semester, Nina, but Summer would so not be keen on being comatose for a week for a party, either. Like, a day or two, fine, that was how you knew it was a killer party, but a week was a bit much.

Summer's mouth opened for a moment, then she stopped. Considered. Opened her mouth again.

"So you're saying you could pretty much turn any room into a pool with, like, chalk?"

"Yup," she said, popping that 'p' just because she could.

Besides, Prompto would have a fit if she knocked herself out for a week because of a pool party.

... Dad, too, come to think of it.

... Probably?

UM, definitely, Nina. It's almost like people, like, cared about you, or some shit. WTF, right?

Summer, though, was mostly just thinking of this from various angles.

"Could you turn my apartment into a pool?"

She almost suggested Seivarden's. That was were Ignis lived, after all, and Summer was thoroughly convinced that she could get Seivarden to agree to almost anything, but then she'd have to deal with Seivarden pouting at her for turning her apartment into a pool, because Seivarden would be just that person to not see how awesome that was.

They could turn her apartment into a place to put the cat.

It was really weird, okay? Like, she knew Prompto was going to be fussy about the pool as soon as he saw it just because he'd be all oh no you didn't at her even if she was perfectly safe and careful doing it.

(And she loved him for it.)

"So long as, like, you're prepared for me to basically be a roomie for most of the time from now until next week, yeah, definitely," she said brightly, though with a bit of an apology in her voice too. "Like, it takes time to do this sort of thing, especially since I'll want to have the energy to attend the party myself..........."

"I can definitely handle that," Summer decided with a nod. "As long as you can handle the cat, but honestly? I think Pancakes would love having you around, and I'm sure she'll mostly stay out of the way. And if you need time to yourself or whatever to work on it, I will definitely have no problem just, like, crashing Barry's warehouse or something. I mean, if you're going to turn the place into a pool..."

But then Summer thought of one little detail.

"Wait," she wondered, "what happens to the place after the pool, though?"

Nina blinked.

"After the pool??????????" she asked. "Like, once the spell ends???????"

"Yeah," said Summer. "Like, what kind of clean-up would I be looking at here?"

Lesson learned from Christmas. Lesson learned.

It was still so totally worth it, though.

Nina gave that serious thought.

"Probably, like, same amount clean up you'd have to do after a normal party?????????" she said finally. "Like, the chalk and everything specifically involving the pool would disappear when the spell ended, so you wouldn't have to worry about, like, water everywhere or a permanent pool taking up your space or towels and lounge chairs and floaties?????????"

Nina paused.

"Basically, like, if someone brings it to the pool, they'll keep it when they leave?????????" she said. "Anything that I create with the pool, though, will disappear."

Summer nodded a little, because, yeah, the whole water aspect was definitely one of her concerns, but it all seemed like it would be fine?

Except she was definitely already getting twitches from Barry about exactly the hows and whys, but he'd get over it.

"We might want to skip the inflatables, though," she added, because that seemed...important.

Just point him at her, Summer. Just point him at her.

Nina grinned.

"Maybe just one???????" she tried. "A crown, for the birthday boy????"

Summer gave Nina a sort of dubious, warning look. One with some definitely underlying amusement, because just picturing that...!

"Okay," she allowed, "but if that crown ends up eating his head, that's on you."

"Don't worry," she said blithely. "Like, I'll make sure to make it when I'm making the pool so, like, it'll disappear when the spell expires."

Nina paused.

"And if it doesn't, then we'll know immediately to set it on fire!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Because that's just the thing I'll want in my apartment," said Summer, "a fire that close to that much hair product."

Honestly, though, a fire on the birthday boy's head was a pretty valid sign of a hell of a party, she'd take it!

She... she would be really impressed with them all if they got the evening to end on that note, she really would be. Given... Ignis and all.

"I'll try to remember to toss it out onto the street first," she promised, giggling. "Is it, like, cool if I leave you and------I was thinking, like, Annie and maybe Rey, to deal with invites and everything????????"

Because Nina was going to be drowning in chalk. So much chalk.

"Oh, yeah," Summer assured her with a confident sort of snort, without even a moment's hesitation, "totally. We're overdue for another banger, anyway, and I think everyone's recovered enough from Christmas, or at least they should be. You handle to pool, and I guess the birthday boy, too, and you can leave all the rest to us. You will not be disappointed."

"It's a deal!!!!!!!!!!!" she said brightly. "I'll grab what I need and, like, once you're done work you can show me around your place so I can get an idea of what I'm working with????????"

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