((Installment #2!!! I'll take some advice given into account, thanks for reviewing! You gave me some ideas I probably never would have thought of, thanks a lot, really!!))
As promised, the list was posted the following morning. Everyone crowded around to see. The list was as follows:
Invitation Delivery: Sid, Luc, and Clive
Invitation Makers: Klaus, Nina, and Tuta
Cooking Duty: Hai-Yo, Rina, and Eilie
Decoration Committee: Jeane, Raura, and Richmond
Transportation Services: Feather and Sigfried
Welcome Crew: Nanami, Viktor, and Flik ((p.s. no 'good tricks' Viktor))
Table Settings: Miklotov, Camus, and Shu
Essential Moving Crew: Kinnison, Viktor (again), and Jude
Anything else I forget, I will just drag you in on moment's notice. Ciao.
The group looked at the list, sometimes scoffing on who was up there.
"Essential moving crew…? Isn't that another name for people who we need to do manual labor…" Kinnison said. Viktor laughed.
"Look! I'm important! I'm up there twice!" he exclaimed. It was Flik's turn to laugh.
"Yes, but you're not up there for wine consideration. Brawn over brains I say…not much brains though…ow!!!" he said. Viktor had hit him on the shoulder.
"But we'll do our best, right Kinnison?" Jude asked. Working with clay can make one's arms quite strong.
"Of course. Right Shiro? You'll help too, won't you?" he asked. The dog nodded playfully.
"I'm not on cooking duty…" Nanami sniffled. A sigh of relief went around the hall. "What was that for?"
"We're…uh…saddened by your not receiving what you wanted Nanami…" Flik replied quickly. Nanami nodded.
"That's okay…!! I'll bake party favors…!!"
"NO!!" they all cried out. She jumped in surprise.
"What…?"
"We uh…don't want…you're…uh…very lady like hands to get calloused and roughed from baking. You will grace the presence of the castle as a welcome crew member," Camus replied, graciously, yet calmly. Anything to save their stomachs.
"Oh Camus! How sweet!" she squealed. She went bouncing off toward her room, as happy as a clam.
"Phew…thanks Camus. You saved our stomachs…" Flik sighed. They all nodded and gave a sigh of relief.
"Well, I suppose we should start setting up. Perhaps report to our duties?" Shu asked. The others nodded.
"I can't believe I have to go out there and give the stupid people the invitations," Luc complained. Shu shook his head.
"Call them stupid one more time, and I'll have you sent back to Leknaat, and believe me, I'll have her make you do errands for her…that involves people," Shu said the last word to Luc as if it was a poison. "People…" he teased.
"Stop it!! Alright, I'll do it!!!" Luc cried out. They all laughed at his sheer determination to become solitary.
"Hee hee hee hee…" Chaco jumped. "SID!!! AAAHHH!!!" he cried. He ran out of the hall and down the stairs in a flash.
"I don't believe he chose these nuts to deliver invitations…it's more like warning notices with these screwballs…" Flik sighed. Clive shot his gun in the background.
"Oops, sorry…just in case you know…I have to fire on that DARN ESMERELDA!!!" he sounded irritated. They decided to leave him alone.
"Well, we should get organizing…" Shu said. The others nodded in agreement.
"Come on, hurry to the kitchen, so much to do in so little time. Rina, Eilie, no dawdling. I'm going to need all the help I can get," Hai-Yo said, bustling down to the restaurant. Eilie and Rina sighed and followed.
"I have all the names and paper in my office, would you like to start?" Klaus asked. Nina shrugged and Tuta nodded. They walked off.
"Decorations need careful consideration," Jeane said. Raura nodded.
"I'll make out some terrific banners!" Raura volunteered.
"I still don't see why I'm in this group," Richmond whined.
"You're going to find out all the best stores with decoration material, I'm sure that's why Lord Riou stuck you in our care…now go, go do your detective work buddy," Jeane said. Richmond gave a sloppy, mocking salute then hurried out.
"That man…" Raura groaned.
"Table settings…does that suggest layout?" Miklotov asked. Shu shrugged.
"I suppose so…along with the table cloth, silverware, wine glasses, dishes…" Miklotov proceeded to list a whole bunch of necessary items.
"I see. I think we'll be able to do this," Shu said. They walked out as well. The preparations for the party was about to begin. Would this truly be a disaster…? Would everyone live through this…?
((A/N: Thanks for reading the next segment! I hope you liked it, though it wasn't that good, it's sort of a filler in between chapters. Which section should I do first? Vote now ^_^ (section meaning 'group' like Cooks, etc.) ))
