Stirring the Sauce, Pounding out the Dough!

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Who: Kitty Pryde, Pinkie Pie, and YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide invites!
Action: Planetside
When: In between Winn waking up and the Marsiva taking off




[Video]

Early this morning, a video might interrupt whatever you're doing. On one side of the screen, there's a beautiful lady with light brown hair. On the other, the pinkest pony ever to have walked the multi-verse.

Hey hey HEY, everybody! It's the start of a new month, and we've had a GREAT time on this planet so far, especially with all this yummy real food! Sooo Kitty and I have been planning a pizza party!

Um, right. So, you should come. I guess. [She doesn't know how to do group invites with ponies. What is life?]

We'll be in this HUGE clearing at THESE coordinates, so bring some smiles, your stomach, and maybe a side dish or snacks if you want too! We'll see you there! And Wrath: we've got chimmy cherry chongas~!

We had to use a few substitutes, but it's still pizza, so you know today's priority. Also a good time to check it out if you've never heard of it.

[And with that, the feed ends and coordinates to the clearing show up on the communicators.]


[Action]

[Local vendors have been generous enough to loan the use of their ovens and some long wooden tables for the clearing. Sure enough, there's dozens of pies, plain or topped with meat or vegetables or both. There's also jugs and jugs of fruit juices and lemonade and punch, and an equally bountiful dessert table including apple tarts, cakes, donuts, and yes, chimmy cherry chongas. And the best part is there's not a single gel-based ingredient in sight. Feel free to add something to the bounty or just come in, grab a slice, and enjoy!]

Comments

[aigue]

[Yes, yes they have. Of course, she finds it all very silly. Wild animals having manners? Ridiculous.

With her ears perked up and her tail held high she gekkers at him a bit more before resuming devouring that pie.]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash sighs and moves the stepped on slice of pizza to the side so no one will accidentally eat fox feet.]

Just don't waste anymore food, alright? Or I'll have to chase you off.

[But man, the pie looks good. Vash is going to find a different pie and cut himself a slice.]

[aigue]

[She'll just chirp a happy response at him, wagging her tail. This has been pretty fun, and she doesn't really believe he'll chase her off. He seems too nice to do that.

Thankfully she's getting pretty full, so when she's polished off most of the pie she's just going to flop over right there on the table, sighing contentedly.]

[goldenglasses]

[He would have put in half an effort to chase her up if it avoided wasting food.

When she flops over Vash finishes off his own slice of pie. He peers around and there doesn't seem to be anyone around to watch him as he slowly reaches out to try patting the fox's head]

[aigue]

[She'll tolerate the petting for a second or two, which is more than normal, but then she's right back to her usual self and half-heartedly leaning up to nip at his fingers. Not a dog, okay?]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash holds his hands in mock surrender. Having fallen for the kitty!tummy trap enough in his life enough to know a warning nip when he sees one.] Alright, alright! No more touching. You're very soft though.

[aigue]

[Good boy. Some people assume she's no different than a dog, which is irritating. She's very picky about being petted!

She'll chirp at him for getting it, anyway, and wag her tail. Yes, she is soft. The softest.]

[goldenglasses]

[The softness is a tease!]

So, a talking fox. [After two talking ponies he really shouldn't be surprised.] Are you part of the Fleet or do you live on this planet?

[aigue]

[Yes, especially when she isn't pink or named after a food.]

I'm on the Heron, actually. I'm fairly new.

[goldenglasses]

Well, welcome aboard. I hope you have a good time.

[Then a slow grin starts to spread across his face.]

You're not a pilot, are you?

[The image in his head at least is hilarious.]

[aigue]

No, thankfully.

[There's a pause, and she adds:]

I'm security.

[Which is nearly as funny.]

[goldenglasses]

[Excuse him as Vash snorts loudly as the sudden image of this fox in front of him covered in loaded guns pops into his head. He shoves a slice of pizza quickly into his mouth to try to hide it. Hopefully he hasn't insulted her too much.]

[aigue]

[She snorts, fully aware of how ridiculous the mental image is.

And doesn't mention that she can hold a gun just fine in her human body.]

The Atroma have a sense of humour.

[goldenglasses]

Yeah, they made me a pilot and I haven't even driven a car more than a handful of times, let alone something like a space ship.

[aigue]

They do seem to make our augments mostly unnecessary, don't they? Have there been any incidents were anyone needed security?

[goldenglasses]

There actually have been a few times. We've been attacked by some ships before and recently some of the people on the fleet have been mind controlled into hurting others.

[Mind controlled is just easier for him to explain in his own mind then a "glitch" as if they were programs.]

[aigue]

[Mind controlled......... Well, she certainly didn't do it, and she doubts Charles did.]

So there is a need. That's too bad.

I doubt guns are very good against mind controlled people. When you don't want to hurt them, anyway.

[goldenglasses]

Yeah, no. Guns aren't very useful in most situations really. [Says the man with a pistol always at his hip.]

[aigue]

It depends on what you want done. They can be very efficient on occasion.

[goldenglasses]

I suppose that's true. Still, I like it better when they're not needed at all.

[aigue]

I agree. It's a shame they're even an option for these augments.

[goldenglasses]

It is. [Vash stands, a bit slowly to not spook the fox nearby, with a stretch.]

But I'm thinking of checking out some of the drinks here. Did you want help pouring anything?

[aigue]

[She climbs to her feet, giving herself a brief shake.]

Since you're offering, why not?

[goldenglasses]

Water? I mean, I'm not sure what talking foxes can drink. I just don't want someone thinking I being cruel to animals if I'm give you soft drink or something.

[aigue]

I can drink everything. That isn't typical for all foxes, but it isn't a problem for me.