[OPEN] Thanksgiving in Reverein (2022)

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Who: Anyone!
Which: Log, OPEN
Where: The Wild Harvest
What: Open mingle log for anyone wanting to attend the Thanksgiving dinner Alastor advertised on the journals the day before
When: Forward-dated to November 23rd between noon and 6PM
Warnings: None


Starting at noon and ending at six PM, The Wild Harvest had a few tables pushed together and covered by white tablecloths. Atop the tables were stacks of plates along with large serving trays full of food that had been promised in the invitation Alastor had put out the day before.

Also as promised, there were two extra tables added to the end, a stack of small slips of paper and a few pens. There was a little sign as well:

Please write your dish's name along with your own on one of the provided slips of paper. This way we can get any empty serving dishes back to their original owners.

Aside from the tables occupied by food, there were plenty of seats for people to sit down to eat at whether they wanted to mingle or to dine alone. A far nicer setup than the plaza the previous year.

Comments

[sos_pilot]

... Someday I will make someone here laugh at my brilliant wordplay.

[ Aw, phooey. But if it's time to impart some food-ly knowledge, she won't hesitate! She will try to sit up straighter so she stops slouching, so she can give off a dignified appearance! ]

Anyway! Devil's food cake! It's like a chocolate cake, except with WAY MORE CHOCOLATE. It even has chocolate frosting! It's the ultimate chocolate experience! It's sinfully delicious, and that's why it's called devil's food!

[ That last thing isn't true, but Della is confident in her made-up knowledge. ]

[lestray]

["Drake Mallard thought it was funny" "Anyone but him"]

[Gina listens attentively, a spark in her eyes as she hears of this mythical devilish food.]

Oi!! Chocolate on chocolate... that sounds like it's gotta be the best treat ever if it's so packed full o' the stuff!! They better 'ave some 'ere now, I gotta try some for meself!

[sos_pilot]

[ ANYONE BUT HIM

Daw, happy child makes for happy Della. Now she's getting excited too. ]

If they don't have it here, we'll just have to make it ourselves. How hard can it be?

[ When does that last question ever end well for anyone? ]

[lestray]

[She seems to know what she's talking about, so Gina has hope!]

Yeah, it's just a load o' chocolate, ain't it? It sounds like it shouldn't be too 'ard. You know about makin' cakes?

[sos_pilot]

Sure! I've... technically made cakes before, and... technically, they were edible...

[ And technically she almost sent one of her children into a sugar-coma. ]

[lestray]

So ya know wot you're doin'! Sounfs good to me.

[After all, what could go wrong when it comes to putting together a cake? Susato makes it look so simple!]

C'mon now, let's check out the kitchen! [Although just getting up feels like an effort right now!]

[sos_pilot]

I dunno about that... Alastor was pretty strict about no people entering his kitchen.

[ After seeing the bloody mess he made of the bear-a-dillo, she's not too keen on getting on his bad side. ]

But maybe we can do it ourselves at my place later! That way we can make as big a mess as we want and no one gets mad about the clean-up!

[ She will be mad at herself later, but that's Future Della's problem. ]

[lestray]

Oh right... Maybe we should lay off it then...

[There's a rebellious part of her that wants to sneak in anyway. But considering that she lives herez she should be polite - and the host looks like someone she doesn't want to mess with. Especially after she's feasted on his food!]

Your place it'll 'ave to be, in that case! It'll be a second dessert! Or third, dependin' on 'ow much we pack away 'ere!

[sos_pilot]

[ That's the spirit! She likes this kid. Then again, she likes all kids. ]

I'm already getting hungry again just thinking about it! It's been years since I was able to pig out like this!

[lestray]

[She is around 19 now, but she does very much emit kid energy!]

I never knew a duck could pig out! [She exclaims with a laugh.] Years, eh? So ya feasted like this before, but not for a long time?

[sos_pilot]

[ Della's over 30, to her everyone is a kid. ]

To make a long story short, I was without good food for a long time. As a result, almost EVERY food is good food to me and I can't get enough of it!

[lestray]

[Too true...]

I 'ear ya there! I used to live on the streets meself, so I didn't know much in the way o' feasts meself. It seemed like the kinda thing them rich hogged to 'emselves! I did get to 'ave some big dinners wiv friends back 'ome and 'ere too, but nuffin' on this level before! It really is amazin', innit?

[sos_pilot]

[ The "rich" comment gives her pause, as she recalls some of Scrooge's more... unusual habits. ]

Actually, you'd be surprised about how some rich folks eat... I know a guy who reuses the same tea bag for a month straight.

[lestray]

[A confused blink.]

...Wot? Ain't that gross? Who in their right minds'd keep usin' a tea bag like that? 'Specially when they could buy all the tea they want!

[sos_pilot]

I know, right? But apparently he does it to save money.

[ Hm. It occurs to Della that if Scrooge isn't here, she can mock him all she want. Hurray for actions without consequences! ]

He wasn't born with a silver spoon in his mouth, but maybe he was born without taste buds.

[lestray]

...Yeah, an' save 'is own spit at the same time...

[She gives a grossed out look.]

Sounds like a strange cove alright. ...I guess if 'e weren't born wiv the money, I could see why 'e would wanna save it. Growin' up the way I did, I know I wouldn't wanna lost an easy livin' if I found it. [Like life here in Reverein, where she doesn't even really have to worry about money and can enjoy free foods like this.] ...But still, that 'ole tea bag thing is too far!

[sos_pilot]

[ She chuckles. Sure, mocking Scrooge is easy, but sharing his lore is just as fun, and she does love the old coot. Plus, it'll pass time for their stomachs to digest so they can eat more! ]

Oh, he definitely wasn't born with any loot. Scrooge McDuck, firstborn of Fergus and Downy McDuck, had to scrape by without much to him but his name. But he was determined to make a better life for himself and his family. His first job was cleaning and scraping the dirt and mud off passing workers... and his first customer gave him an American dime. But that's pretty much worthless when you're living in Scotland!

But it instilled in him a lifelong lesson to never be tricked like that again. From then on, he'd be tougher than the toughies, smarter than the smarties, and sharper than the sharpies - and he'd make it square!

[lestray]

[Gina almost looks wary as she goes on about him. Just because she remembers her own experience with a rich Scotsman. But Della seems to be describing him in a positive light, and she seems to have good taste at least when it comes to food, so she tries to approach this in an open mind, while seeming guarded.]

....Square, eh? So 'e's an 'onest one, is 'e? On the up an' up?

[sos_pilot]

You bet! Sure, he might be a little rough around the edges, but his family keeps in line in case he even thinks of straying.

[ Time to drop the bomb! She grins, sticking a thumb to her chest. ]

And I know that... 'cause he's my uncle!

[lestray]

Oi! You're related? [Her eyes widen in surprise!]

Does that mean you grew up wiv loads o' dough? [She is glad that he sounds like a very rare good rich person at least. She'll tentatively believe that.]

[sos_pilot]

[ That gets her to laugh a bit, waving her hand. ]

Nah, nah... He doesn't believe in hand-outs. And it's not like whenever we wanted something, we got it - we had to work for everything! We weren't going to be spoiled brats under his roof. So whenever he went on adventures to find lost treasures, we tagged along! ... Whether he liked it or not.

[lestray]

So 'e didn't give 'is money, but it ain't like 'e left ya out on the street or nuffin'. An'ya were able to join 'im on adventures an' all...

[It's not looking like the worst family situation at least. It sounds like the kind of thing Iris wante. Gina doesn't want to think about whether or not she'd like it herself.]

I guess 'e don't sound too bad.

[sos_pilot]

Aw, if he ever wound up here, I bet you two would get along like peas in a pod. He probably would see a lot of himself in you, thick accents and all!

[ Have a hearty slap on the back! ]

[lestray]

I ain't got no accent! Yer the only one talkin' wiv a weird accent 'ere!!

[She responds defensively, crossing her arms.]

... But who knows. Maybe we would get along well enough.

[sos_pilot]

[ Again, another good-hearted laugh. ]

If he gets along as well and I have, it's a great start! 'Bout time we actually introduced ourselves, huh?

[ Offers a friendly hand-shake! ]

Name's Della Duck!