Partying
"We're heeeeeeeeeeeeeere!" screamed Jessica when they arrived, "Hey! Alfred! Let's get this party started!" The Blazing Guns entered the parlor of the Schroedinger manor, decked up for a holiday party. Red and green streamers were hanging from the ceiling and the six tables that were around three of the four walls, only the large doorway leading to the kitchen had none, had white tablecloths with holly dancing around the edges. The center of the tablecloth held aFestival Tree; a variety of tree containing pine needles, instead of the usual leaves, that could live even in the deepest of winters. An enormous tree much like that, decorated with multi-colored ball shaped ornaments, was sitting off to the side with a few presents already underneath. Of course, owning to Filgaia's still recovering state, it was artificial.
"Hi Jessica! You're the first to arrive; Miss Virginia still isn't here. I'm just putting out the snacks," Alfred called as he came in. He went over to the table to the right of the front door and placed a large blue bowel of Cheezy Puffs. There were already Chedder Nachos, Tortillas and Salsa, Potato Chips, and Pretzel Rods on that same table, as well as the one to the left of the door. Each was in the same type of bowls as well. Alfred explained they were putting the same things on every table so there were enough.
A female voice called out, "We're here now. Let's help set the party up." Jessica turned to see the entire Maxwell Gang had just entered. In addition to her brother and best friend, she saw a tall 25-year-old Baskar with long brown hair worn in several braids with a small strand that he dyed white, and blue eyes. He wore a yellow vest, jeans, shawl around his black belt, a yellow and green band, and black shoes topped by some leather coverings that held over his pants and spurs on the backs. On the vest, he had a few clips of Shotgun Ammo, his ARM of choice. His name was Gallows, a runaway future priest.
The other man with them was also tall, but he had green hair worn in a small ponytail and blue eyes framed by glasses. He wore a pair of black pants and shirt, red coverings over his sleeves, short yellow boots, a yellow vest that he wore closed, and a red cloak worn under a black mantle that was held on by a leather belt. This was 30-year-old Clive Winslett, the team's senior member and voice of reason.
Alfred smiled. "Welcome everyone. Let's get set up so we can start this party and have fun."
S...S
A half hour later, the gang was finally getting started. Maya and Todd, her bodyguard, had joined the group as well. He was a man who wore purple disco shades over his dark eyes and had his black hair in an afro. The clothes, consisting of red and yellow downward striped pants along with a white shirt and red overcoat and shiny black shoes, also seemed to be stuck permanently in the disco era. The only person, errr…lifeform, missing was Shady; he didn't want to be around with a group of 11 Drifters in one place. As a cat, he preferred quiet. So Shady flew upstairs to the attic to take a nap until they left.
'Time to start,' Jessica thought, 'Just have to excuse myself as if I was going to use the restroom and then I can begin with the mistletoe.' So with a few polite excuses, she snuck back to the Sandcraft to pick up her pole. Frisky, who had been left behind, rushed right over with the stick in her mouth.
"Thanks girl. We'll get this little plan of ours into action now," she called. Then, the girl returned.
S...S
Off to one side, Gallows and Laura were busy eating as quickly as they could. Being big people, they were able to pop in more than the others. Even Clive and Todd, who were tall, couldn't do that much; they were too thin to do so. The Baskar asked, "Do you think we'll have some REAL egg nog? All I see is the crap without any alcohol. I'll bet the Little Lady is hiding it from the rest of the household."
Laura nodded. "Let's go find out. Jessica doubts she'll really have any. But what if she has some for her casual consumption but didn't take it out for the party. We'll just have to check her kitchen." Since Lyla and Vincent were talking to Alfred about something or other, Maya and Virginia were going on about firearms, and Todd, Clive and Jet were off to the side and not paying attention, they easily escaped.
The duo arrived in the kitchen and looked into the fridge. Laura opened it, only to find regular non-alcoholic egg nog inside. Sighing, the woman slammed the door closed. But just then, Gallows pointed something out that he saw on the door. It stated that there was more supplies for the party in the upstairs holding room. With much salivation, the two partiers began rushing up towards the next floor. They passed the bedrooms, a bathroom or two, six closets, and a game room. Soon, they arrived.
"Holy Chapapanga…" Gallows muttered, "Look at all of these refrigerators! All over the room."
"If we find there's lots of egg nog in these, we'll be in Alcoholic Heaven," Laura added.
There were wall to wall fridges in the 30x40 foot room that were just as tall as the 20 foot ceiling. Each one was as white as Leehalt's robes and had Sterling Silver handles. Along with this, there were two ladders like you find in libraries so one could get to the top of the room and take out the food on top.
In unison, the two Drifters stated, "Let's get cracking and find all that lovely holiday booze!"
S...S
Meanwhile, Jessica had returned to the party. She looked at the scene before her, not really changed from when Gallows and Laura had left. 'Drat it! Big Brother is off to the side while Virginia is having a session of "Girl Talk" with Maya. Somehow, I've gotta get them to be next to one another so I can show them that they are really in love. Hopefully, I can lure Maya away…get Alfred to help me.'
Seeing that she could at least test it on Lyla and Vincent, Jessica knew she had a chance. All she had to do was to get Alfred alone, convince him to lure his sister away from Virginia, and then get Jet to go over to speak with the princess. Finally, play with the mistletoe and them, then find Gallows and Laura. It mystified Jessica how the two most fun loving members could be so reclusive in a party like this.
Teefa's Last Words...
Jessica's plan begins next chapter. She's gonna begin the matchmaking scheme while a few little flashes showing what's going on in the upstairs fridge room.Uh, I thought a room filled with fridges would be cool. And they do have indoor plumbing cuz Maya is a rich girl and can afford things like that. Don't know when it really was created and don't care. After all, this is a fantasy game.