Room 202, Wednesday Late Afternoon

[that_oldsaying]

It was snowing and it was cold and it was the perfect time for a tea party!

Though, alright, most days were the perfect time for a tea party in Alluka's room, no matter what the time. Today's tea party, though, wasn't just for the sake of tea and friendship. (Not that there was anything the matter with that, though!)

It was also to finally write a letter she'd been putting off for… nearly too long, really.

"But, but I don't know what to say," she confided to her toys as she set them up around her tea table, where there was a spread of goodies and her writing things. "So you're going to have to help me."

Alluka considered that.

"Since, even if I don't know what to say, I want to do this."

Her toys agreed to help her.

[Open door & post! Sparkle's thread chronologically last!]

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[soniaroadsqueen]

Hopefully she hadn't gotten too into writing before Ringo's face poke around the doorframe. "Alluka," she sing-songed, hands behind her back. "Whatcha up to?"

[that_oldsaying]

Alluka looked up in relief.

"Ringo, Ringo, help me!"

[soniaroadsqueen]

Ringo was only alarmed for a moment before a look at Alluka's expression revealed that she wasn't in, like serious danger or anything. Then she grinned. "What happened? Did you get too many cookies again?"

Because Ringo could totally help with that!

[that_oldsaying]

"Well, I did that too," Alluka admitted, having to giggle. "They're stormcookies! Since it's supposed to be all icky out and we wouldn't want to run out of cookies!"

Clearly the most important priority to have in the midst of a storm, right?

[soniaroadsqueen]

"Uh huh. So you're saying that if it wasn't going to be icky, you would have gotten fewer cookies?" Ringo knew better than that.

[that_oldsaying]

Alluka looked stumped for a moment, before brightening.

"No, but they wouldn't have been stormcookies!"

[soniaroadsqueen]

"Well, I suppose that's true," Ringo laughed.

"So I guess it's a good thing I arrived just in time to help with them, huh?"

[myownface]

Hey, Alluka, did you know what was better than a tea party?

Aw yeah.

Sparkle was placing a phone call even as he pulled out a bunch of winter stuff for the trip across the causeway that they were making. Even if she didn't know it yet.

... Sparkle sometimes banked really hard on people's enthusiasm for spontaneity.

[that_oldsaying]

By the time he called her, Alluka had struggled through her first draft of a letter. It wasn't a very good one, but it said what she wanted it to say, which in some aspects made it a very good letter, didn't it?

Still, when her phone went off, she lunged for it gleefully, grateful for the distraction.

Writing her parents was hard.

"Hihihi!"

[myownface]

"Hihihi," Sparkle laughed back. Her enthusiasm was infectious, darn it. "It's me! What'cha up to? Keeping warm?"

[that_oldsaying]

"Sparkle! We're having a tea party!" she bubbled happily. "And, and we were talking about how to wrap presents and what to wear when we gave them!"

Only Alluka would feel that that mattered.

[myownface]

"Hey, those are all good topics," Sparkle decreed. "Are you done your present shopping yet? I'm not. I was thinking maybe I could do some of that tonight, actually..."

Avoid the storm. Avoid whatever blew in with it.

It was December. If there were sharks he was going to lose his fucking shit.