THE BABY PARTY

[afineknight]

WHO: everyone!!
WHERE: The Rec Room
WHEN: Day 33, around lunchtime

[ Since it is a Daffodil rite, the Daffodils (at least, the ones that are not children who have no idea what they're doing and therefore aren't Tart, the best baby shepherd ever) have set up a little party in the rec room for all the kids and their poor beleaguered adults!

They've set up snacks and pulled out a few games as well as some pillows from the library for naptime and books — including picture books — nearby before putting the word out to others to stop by the rec room around lunchtime. And hey, if they have anything they can bring along, all the better! ]

Comments

[secondbornsun]

I'm your shepherd. Ya think I wouldn't know th'name of my own flock?

[ lifts his staff up to ring the bell, just once ]

I ain't gonna bite.

[alittlelaugh]

I ain't a sheep Imma hyennnnaaaa.

[secondbornsun]

Didn't call ya a sheep, did I? Flock's just another name for pack.

[alittlelaugh]

...weird but okay.

[another step coloser]

Whaddaya want?

[secondbornsun]

You're starin' at me, so ya might as well sit down 'n make yourself entertaining. Tell me somethin' interestin'.

[alittlelaugh]

[sits]

Uhm I ate lotsa new foods....they was yummy....I met lotsa peoples...a tall man threw me and that was fun...

[secondbornsun]

No one gave ya any trouble, yeah?

[alittlelaugh]

Nopes. Everyone was really nice and gave me lots t'eat.

[secondbornsun]

Good. Y'make friends?

[alittlelaugh]

Yeh there's a prince and I like him lots and uhm lotsa nice adults uhm Lyra was okay uhm uhm and the redheaded boy s'okay even if he's kinda stupid.

[secondbornsun]

Blue collar?

[alittlelaugh]

Uh huh.

He wanted t'find a COP. For HELP.

[secondbornsun]

Well.

Good thing there ain't any cops here.

[alittlelaugh]

I'd bite 'em!!!

[secondbornsun]

. . . You see a cop, you call me or the li'l lion prince, y'hear? I'll make quick work of 'em.

[alittlelaugh]

...really for reals? No fibs?

[secondbornsun]

No fibs. I'm here t'protect my flock—so anyone harassin' ya's gotta go through me.

[alittlelaugh]

...

...

[sits riggghhhtt next to]

Kay.

Yer smell is familiar.

[secondbornsun]

Ya smelled it in the yellow house, yeah? That's my territory.

[alittlelaugh]

[...does he know i ate his food]

[secondbornsun]

By the way—anything in the kitchen's fair game for yellow collars an' Miss Yellow Braids. So yanno.

[alittlelaugh]

...

[grabs by the hem of his shirt]

So I could have more?

[secondbornsun]

Sure. If we run out we'll just get some more.

[ lets him do that, easy body language ]

If ya need more meat, I'll go hunting.

[alittlelaugh]

...do I owe ya...? Do I gots work?

[secondbornsun]

. . . Sure, if there's work t'give ya, I'll give it. But yain't gettin' wages or regular hours or nothin'.

[ reaches up to pat biscuit's head while he yawns ]

'S just helpin' out when things need doin'. Otherwise your time's all yours.