fandomtownies | Caritas; Wednesday [12/11].

Summer pretty much knew what to expect today when she came into the bar. She had, after all, spent whatever time she wasn't using to make jello shots for tonight or do some online holiday shopping trying to prevent her cat for torturing the small balls of sugar rolling around and making disturbingly cute little sounds at her every chance they got.

It had been an ongoing battle, and she was sure she was going to return to a sentient-sugarball massacre in her apartment when she got home tonight, but, right now, she was just watching the balls rolling around the bar and having a grand old time, giggling and leaving trails of sugar everywhere.

"I hope you know," she stated, plainly and clearly, as she looked at Tino a moment before finally breaking out of her distraction to get to work, "that I'm not cleaning any of that up tonight."

She started cleaning a glass and then paused.

"Wait," she realized, "if they're going to just disappear tomorrow, does that mean the mess they leave behind will, too?"

That would make things so much easier, but she still kind of hoped that at least Tino still had to clean something up.

It was good for him! It built character!

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"An excellent idea," Percy said with a pleased smile. "You’ll have to tell me more about this Amaya and the work she’s done. It’s a shame I won’t have the opportunity to compare notes with her. She sounds like someone with a keen eye for efficiency."

He took another sip of his wine, his expression thoughtful. "The forge is remarkably well-assembled, far better than some of the... improvisations I’ve had to work with in the past. It’s clear she knew her craft. I can only hope to build upon what she left behind and do it justice."

"I mean," said Summer, shrugging her shoulders, "I could literally just text her and she can come compare notes with you herself. Considering that she built that whole place with her own two hands, I'm sure she'd be pretty interested to hear about someone moving in on her old stomping grounds."

Very interested, in fact. Summer wondered if she could bribe a squirrel (not you, Leroy) to sneak in a recording device for that meeting.

"There's a good chance she might even be here this weekend for Steeeeeeve and Tony's holiday party. She definitely made it back for Liliana and Ignis' Halloween party."

"Oh yes! I saw the advertisements for that soiree," Percy said thoughtfully, tapping a finger against his chin. "If that’s the case, I should make every effort to attend. Hopefully, Amaya can make it as well. I imagine two craftspeople such as ourselves would have quite a bit to discuss."

He paused, his brow furrowing slightly on his face. "And is that how his name is pronounced? Steeeeeve?" Percy asked, drawing the name out dramatically.

"Yes," said Summer, firmly, resolutely, without skipping even a fraction of a beat. "That is exactly how it's pronounced." She then made an aquiescing expression, vaguely waving a hand. "Traditionally, anyway.

"But, yeah, you should totally try and make it. A Tony and Steeeeeeve party is definitely not to be missed. And trust me on that, I know parties."

"Oh, good. Is there anything I should know about this particular party?" Percy asked, his tone light but inquisitive. "Protocols for introductions, perhaps? I noticed it’s billed as a Yule celebration, which, given the time of year, I assume is akin to Winter’s Crest back in my reality. Is there anything specifically festive that should be worn?"

He paused, his lips twitching into a faint frown. "Because if it involves anything remotely like those horrendous sweaters that mysteriously invaded my wardrobe, I may be forced to decline on principle."

Summer's lips twitched faintly, as she patted herself on the back for having bit back mentioning that a second ago.

"The Ugly Christmas Sweaters^TM," she assured him, "are traditional, but not required."

"Well as much as I appreciate tradition, I'm afraid I will be foregoing it for this particular occasion," Percy said shaking his head. "I do not know if I could bear the indignity of wearing such fashion. Do people truly enjoy such fashion? I fail to see the attraction."

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