Because we all love backdating, right? PARTY!

[dailybread]

Characters: Peeta and the heroes and various NPCs.
Open? YES!
Where: At the Heroes' Headquarters!
When: GHB 5, starting in the mid-afternoon and continuing into the evening
What: Peeta just wanted to hold a small soiree, but then the villagers learned where it was going to be.
Warnings: None


The mansion was filled with the smells of fresh bakery and fragrant teas, honey wine, and a variety of savory foods. Peeta'd been baking for days, pulling out as many different kinds of confections from his memory as he could, including a few new things suggested by the locals. There was a table loaded with them in the ballroom--sugar cookies decorated with lemon icing flowers, small chocolate cakes dusted with powdered sugar and filled with melted chocolate sauce, orange and berry muffins garnished with zest, small cups layered with lavender and chocolate mousse and topped with lavender-infused whipped cream, the ever-popular and familiar sweet buns, and of course, the cakes.

One was white, flavored with vanilla and decorated in flowers. The other was chocolate, decorated with swirling leaves. They were in the center of the table, surrounded by piles of little chilled cream puffs and an array of fresh berries.

There was another table nearby filled with Bakura's creations--none of which were familiar to Peeta, but they all looked and smelled delicious. Closer to the kitchen was an array of stews, sauces, meats, roasts, cheeses, breads--including a few of Peeta's loaves and a tray of cheese buns--mostly supplied by the guests. He hadn't been prepared for the numbers that showed up, but the numbers seemed to have brought enough food to take care of the increase.

He would stay near the kitchen for the duration of the party, though, and handle any questions or issues that came up, barring the dirty looks he was getting for his choice of dress--brown and simply-cut, with a white apron around his waist.


PLEASE ALSO NOTE: Peeta's cooking is the conduit for his princess power. Anything he's made is infused with good will, comfort, and peace, and so eating any of his food will make the eater feel warm, fuzzy, content and safe.

There's a similar effect caused by being around Peeta, but it's not as strong as eating his food.

Comments

sorry for the ridiculous lateness

[warewolf]

Kay had been planning not to go.

Really, he had. He didn't have any interest in a dance or a party, not here. Any party on this world was going to be much too quiet for his tastes.

But when five different village girls latched onto five different parts of his body and refused to be shaken off, Kay didn't have a lot of choice but to be dragged to the Hero's Headquarters. He didn't actually want to hurt them, but it seemed like nothing short of physical force would work.

So that was why Kay was pushed and pulled through the door, surrounded by titterng teenagers.

Sorry, he mouthed at the first person he saw.

Re: sorry for the ridiculous lateness

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Faolan saw him enter and leaped at him, swinging on his arm. "Kay!" He cried gleefully.

[warewolf]

Oh jeez, now he had six people attached to him. Kay decided to use this as an opportunity to shake three of the girls off so that he could catch Faolan and tuck him under one arm.

"Hey, kid," he said, not nearly as displeased as he sounded. He ruffled Faolan's hair roughly (the jury was out on whether it was a noogie or not). "Should've known you'd be here."

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Faolan giggled, pushing on Kay's hands despite obvious enjoyment of the ruffle. He turned himself so that he was clinging against Kay's side and under his arm.

"Am here!" he agreed. "Had tea!"

[warewolf]

"Great," Kay said. "Point me at the food. I'm starved."

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Faolan pointed, snuggling close. "Lots of food! Tasty food!"

[dailybread]

Peeta smiled at the proclamation, reaching over from his place near the mousse to ruffle Faolan's hair. "I'm glad you like it."

Then he turned to face the other man, voice familiar but barely--he couldn't place it. Still, he held out his hand. "I'm Peeta--I did the baking. I can cut you some cake if you want."

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Faolan bats at Peeta's hands, ducking and beaming up at him. "Food is good!" he averred.

[warewolf]

Even if he hadn't recognized Peeta, the fact that this was a fairly well-built guy in a dress would have jogged Kay's memory. He couldn't stop his eyes from widening, recognition showing on his face for just a second.

It was gone in an instant, as Kay held out his free hand to shake Peeta's. "I'm Kay. You did it all yourself?" It was an impressive amount of food.

[dailybread]

Peeta was somewhat used to odd looks from other Heroes--the dress, he'd learned, wasn't...usual for someone of his gender, but his options were limited. He'd tried to have pants tailored three times, and by the third he'd been chased from the stall with a stick, the tailor shrieking something about unseemlyness. It was easier not to argue.

He shrugged, and followed to glance over the spread of baked goods. "Yeah, I did everything baked...I'd already made the cakes, and the rest of it only took a few days."

[greatsquirrelhunter]

"Peeta cooks good!" Faolan piped in, clinging to Kay's side. "Good food! Makes Faolan feel nice!"