Cafeteria | Afternoon | Thursday | November 25

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

It was Thanksgiving Day. It was time for parades, football and food. Currently, Alex was leaning against one of the walls in the kitchen, watching the catering company set up for dinner. There was a shitload of food and his stomach growled just watching.

It was good to be president. He got to delegate everything.

When one of the caterers stepped forward and thrust a plastic wrapped garment bag in his hand, Alex frowned.

"What?"

"Outfits for the dinner," the caterer said. "The contract states that we make and you serve the food. No fulfillment of the contract, no food."

Confused, Alex unzipped the bag and peeked inside. The costume was not cool at all.

"Are you serious?" Alex asked, glaring. "No way!"

"No costumes," the caterer said, already signaling his workers to get ready to package the food up, "no food."

Alex continued glaring at the caterer and the costume. He hated his life.

[OCD is up and this is posted early for SP, of course!]

Comments

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[longislandiceme]

Don't look now, Kennedy, but there's something headed your way.

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[brat-intraining.livejournal.com]

Hello, potato gloop down her shirt collar!

Kennedy yelped and turned around, scanning the cafeteria for the likely culprit even though she had a pretty good idea of who it was.

She was going to behave, she wasn't going to...

Fling a brussels sprout Bobby's way. Totally didn't just happen. Really.

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[longislandiceme]

Oh yes, that was a completely imaginary brussels sprout that bopped Bobby on the head.

And, naturally, was going to earn a return-fire of equally imaginary cranberries in sauce.

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[brat-intraining.livejournal.com]

Which, luckily, mostly dissipated before they hit, but Kennedy's shirt was going to be a bit sticky anyway.

She rolled her eyes playfully and totally didn't retaliate with some stuffing or anything like that. Nope.

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[longislandiceme]

Well, maybe the stuffing would be good conditioner for his hair?

Orrrrr maybe he was going to grab a straw and start blowing peas in Kennedy's direction.

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[brat-intraining.livejournal.com]

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!" Kennedy yelled, flailing her hands in a futile attempt to fend off the peas. "Dammit, Boy Scout!"

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[longislandiceme]

"What?" Bobby grinned at her. "Food fights are an important part of the holiday." At least, insofar as the way Bobby celebrated it, at any rate.

Re: Dinner [Thanksgiving 2010]

[brat-intraining.livejournal.com]

"Oh, yeah? Damn," Kennedy drawled with a slow, rapidly-turning-evil grin, "I've been missing out."

Not that she hadn't been severely tempted to try it the several Thanksgivings before Fandom, just to annoy her stepmother, but soooooooo not worth that pain in the ass.