SURPRISE!

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Characters: Pinkie and EVERYONE EVER
Content: Surprise parties!
Location: Deck 4; the cafeteria
Time of day: Evening
Warnings: None

When Pinkie Pie woke up with floppy eyebrows, a bouncy knee, and a twisty ear, she knew. Her Pinkie-Pie-Ultra-Super-Special-Birthday Sense was NEVER wrong. All throughout the day, wherever they happened to be, anyone who wasn't Minako would suddenly find themselves accosted by a pink party pony on the prowl. "HEY! It'sMinako'sbirthdaytodaysowe'regonnahaveaTOTALLYSUPERSECRETsurprise party! So don't tell ANYBODY and be in the cafeteria tonight before six okay bye!" she whispered all in one breath before darting away again, intent on informing the entire Satellite about the special day.

By the appointed time, the cafeteria was entirely decked out in red-and-white streamers and balloons, with a big sheet cake reading "HAPPY BIRTHDAY MINAKO!" and covered in red frosting-bows. It was hard to see the decorations, though, what with the entire room being shrouded in darkness. New arrivals were quickly pulled through the door by Pinkie. "Get ready!" she whispered. "Terra's supposed to be bringing Minako soon!" Since Terra and Minako seemed to be good friends, she'd put him in charge of making sure the birthday girl got to her party.

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[buildingproblem.livejournal.com]

Having been dragged away from his methodical investigation of every square inch of the Satellite of Love by the promise of food and a very fast talking pink pony who was rather more...forceful, than the other soft spoken pink pony he was used to talking to.

Had he mentioned his life was strange lately? And that was compared to his usual day job of fighting trolls and having explosive poo thrown at him by monkey demons.

Anyway, at the moment he was currently giving a plate of drumsticks the stink eye, wondering if they hadn't tried to murder him a few days ago. Dammit all, this place had already taken his magic, now was it going to steal his love of fried genetically engineered chicken product too?

[mustbemaes.livejournal.com]

"They're not going to kill you you know," Maes replied, "They're already cooked."

He'd spotted the very tall man as soon as he'd entered the cafeteria. Pinkie Pie was throwing a party and having already tried her cupcakes, Maes was looking forward to more sweets. Of course, he was also looking forward to meeting more of the people on board and since he hadn't spoken to this guy yet, well, might as well introduce himself.

Maes, of course, hadn't expected to find the man glaring slightly at a plate of chicken. As if to prove a point Maes grabbed a plate and started putting drum sticks on it, "Ligthen up, it IS a party after all."

[sailorkindness.livejournal.com]

This Minako girl wasn't someone Fluttershy had met yet, but that certainly didn't exclude her from joining in one of Pinkie's parties. Even if this place was full of strange, nonpony creatures, it was nice to be in such an excited atmosphere again. It even managed to lure her out of her whispering tone.

Though, the fact that people were discussing eating chickens was a little much for her. Oh, she knew not everyone was an herbivore like her, but... her smile turned strained as she looked up to the two tall humans. "Well, I'm sure Miss Minako wouldn't want anyone hungry or moody while we're supposed to be celebrating for her, anyway."

She looked down the table and brightened. "Pinkie always makes sure to bring plenty of different kinds of food, if you're hungry, Harry. The salad is delicious."

[buildingproblem.livejournal.com]

"That's probably just what they want you to think," Harry muttered under his breath, holding to that tried and true piece of wisdom, 'just because you're paranoid, doesn't mean your dinner isn't trying to kill you.'

Turning away from his foe to face the other man, who he was surprised to note actually looked close to his own age. Harry had almost resigned himself to the belief that he was going to be trapped on a space station full of immortal elves, talking ponies, bird men, and hormone addled teens and young adults. Actually finding a normal looking man over the age of thirty came as something of a relief.

"Sorry, I had a bad run in with some of their distant relatives. It's sort of colored me negatively towards the whole species." Of course, if poisonous avians wasn't enough to put him off chicken, the look he caught in Fluttershy's eyes as she looked at their plates upon joining them might have. Had he not known for sure no one on the satellite could use magic, he would have suspected there was something supernatural in the filly's ability to make him feel guilty. Even Inari hadn't managed that, and she was as cute as a button.

"Hey there Fluttershy, ready to rock the house down?" Sparing another glance at the chicken, Harry sighed in resignation. "Salad you say?"

Suddenly remembering the other man, Harry turned back and offered a hand. "Harry Dresden."

[mustbemaes.livejournal.com]

Maes shrugged. He wasn't too worried about the chicken killing him (a shapeshifter had already done that back home) but he probably shouldn't push his luck. Still, it wasn't like any of his enemies were here and he really doubted Pinkie's cooking could kill...she was too good. He paused when he heard Fluttershy and smiled down at the little pony. "You could always stick to sweets. I get the feeling anything bakery related is safe in that regard."

Maes was pretty relieved he wasn't completely surrounded by ponies and god knew what else as well. It had freaked him out a little at first but he was slowly adjusting to the concept. Besides, he was in space too and that was not something he had anticipated either. Might as well just go with it or go crazy and since he'd prefer to NOT lose his mind it was "just go with it" for Maes.

He shifted the plate to the other hand and took Harry's offered one, "Maes Hughes, at your service."