CLOSED | Dylan's 15th Birthday

[codicies]

Who: Dylan Brock codicies, his housemates, and those invited to the party — which is pretty much everyone he's had a positive interaction with.
What: Dylan's 15th birthday party, a bonfire cookout!
When: October 8
Where: Home of Diana Prince in Little Love, KS
Content Warnings: none (but will label things if asked)

Dylan's 15th Birthday Bonfire

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SETUP

(CLOSED to Dylan's housemates & anyone who might have showed up early to help prep)

Setting up for the party beforehand.

FOOD

Autumn has set in. The daytime is cool, the evenings are chilly, and there's a bonfire roaring in one of Diana's fields. Dylan's been prepping food for the party all morning — There's sausages, s'more supplies, and shish kebabs stacked with meat & vegetables. There's even some sweet potatoes! He saw a video on Japanese street food and wanted to try cooking potatoes on the fire in foil.

As for drinks, of course water and soda are available, but he managed to borrow some coffee urns from a kind caterer in town in exchange for a little manual labor. Now he's got a great setup for hot coffee, hot chocolate, AND hot cider all evening!

There's also a VERY large sheet cake for serving later. He'd been offered a brain-shaped cake, but the pictures had been a little too realistic, and he didn't think he (or the guests) would find it all too appetizing.

Though he's a little afraid the brain cake is still coming out, whether he likes it or not, but the sheet cake will be what he uses to blow out the candles, thank you very much.

SWORDPLAY

One of the gifts Dylan received was a real-life sword from Diana! He's been taking lessons from her and is ready to try it out. There's a little clearing a little ways from the bonfire where he's trying it out. If you want, you can come and spar — with Dylan, with Diana, or even with each other. With swords, sticks, or even with fists!! Come join the impromptu Fight Club.

EDIT to add: there are real AND wooden swords available for sparring, as well as wooden & straw dummies to practice on as well!

GAME TIME

There are frisbees, a football, soccer balls, even a ninepin set?? Do you have these games in your world? There's all kinds of fun sports gear available. Or you could grab something at random and start a game of Calvinball.

FIRESIDE

With the daylight fading, the fire becomes the center of activity. As you roast marshmallows or weiners (or grab one of those potatoes out of the fire) everyone huddles around, seated on rocks, stumps or lawn chairs as we all sing songs and tell stories.

Any spooky tales from your homeworld? Any songs you'd like to sing? Dylan had gotten a few guitar lessons from Jaskier before he disappeared, so if you start singing, he'll try to follow along with chords!

FIREWORKS

oh my god who brought those. please don't set any crops on fire. EXTINGUISHERS ON STANDBY.

WILDCARD

Any Standard Bonfire Activities I've forgotten, go ahead and throw them in!

After-Party Sleepover

(CLOSED to Dylan's housemates + Nico, Will, Hunter, Hibiki, and Chris Yukine)

Six teenagers sleeping on couches & air mattresses in the living room, watching movies... what crimes will they commit?

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PANCAKE BREAKFAST the next morning (closed to housemates & those who stayed over)

[codicies]

[ Dylan's been getting better at cooking. He's not quite ready to try making pancakes from scratch, but he's getting better at recognizing when to flip them & when they're done.

He got up a little early for this — set a vibrate alarm so he could get up before his friends without waking them, and headed over to the kitchen to start making pancakes. By the time everyone gets up, the fresh-cooked pancake smell is wafting through the house.

Some of them are a little lopsided, and one or two are a little burnt — but for the most part, the pancakes are perfect! There's butter, syrup, and jam on the table.

Who's ready for breakfast?? ]

[exasperation]

[ ripley felt too self-conscious to visit a teen's birthday party. he really didn't want to be one of those adults who thought he was cool enough for the youth (he was not). but he does come down for breakfast. and freezes. ]

Oh. Uh. Hi.

[sol_annoyance]

[Despite being up for most of the night, Will has been awake since dawn. He looks tired, but cheerful. Definitely he's one of the dreaded morning people.]

Good morning! Dylan's made breakfast for everyone. You can sit with us if you'd like.

[exasperation]

[ ripley gives a weak wave, wondering if it's worth hiding back in his room. ]

Uhm, if you're sure. It's not a big deal, I can go . . .

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[codicies]

[ Dylan had frozen when he saw Ripley, still... a little embarrassed about the Tunnel of Love incident. Thank god Will was here to break the ice. ]

No, no, it's okay! I made enough. You live here, too.

And I... probably owe you at least this much.

[exasperation]

Oh, no. You don't really owe me anything. Really.

[sol_annoyance]

[Will looks back and forth between Dylan and Ripley. The awkwardness is so palpable he could cut it with a knife.]

Then if nobody owes anyone anything, help yourself to guilt-free pancakes.

[He shoots Dylan a smile.]

You did a good job on them, by the way!

[frenchkissed]

( yeah, honestly, how is dylan even allowed to have this birthday party. wasn't he grounded for life?

besides, who needs awkwardness when you've got lighting-fast gooey tendrils shooting through the house and stealing some poor teen's pancakes? not will. he didn't need those pancakes, either, so consider his plate taken for the good of the order. )

[codicies]

[ Dylan watches as the pancakes vanish into his AU Dad's gooey clutches. Clearly, watching his hard work vanish into the inky void of Venom's jaws is a greater punishment than grounding. ]

Well, good thing we've got a lot of Bisquick, because I'm gonna have to make more.

[exasperation]

[ oh right, he should. say something. be helpful. normal things. ]

I can help. If you want. Or, uh, don't want, I'm okay at the kitchen. At best.

[codicies]

[ Things have been awkward since the County Fair incident, and Dylan's not completely sure how Ripley feels about him (specifically, he's not sure how mad he is) but at the offer Dylan manages a brighter, more genuine smile. ]

Oh... yeah, sure! I'm mostly just okay too, I'm still learning. So we can be okay together.

[exasperation]

[ ripley's not really someone who gets mad at . . . well, anyone. he's a bit of a doormat that way, but mostly he dislikes the idea of anger. it feels like a waste to be mad. ]

Great! Great. So, uh, what do you need me to do.

[codicies]

Okay, uh... I'll measure out the dry ingredients again. Ripley, you can grab the eggs and milk out of the fridge again and help mix.

[ Dylan fusses with the stove for a second. ]

Will, can you watch this so I don't accidentally burn the butter again while it's heating up? And...

[ He turns to Venom, his tone playful when he speaks. ]

Save some for the rest of us, okay?

[exasperation]

Sure, no problem.

[ ripley opens the fridge, easily zeroing in on the ingredients, thanks internal item gps. all he does is touch it for them to appear on the counter. satisfied, he closes the fridge before heading towards them, ready to mix. ]

[sol_annoyance]

[Right, that's unnerving, Venom. He doesn't show it in his expression, though.

Will gets up from his seat at the table with a smile when Dylan asks for his assistance.]

Yeah, sure.

[He'll walk over to the pan to keep an eye on the butter.]