mbv, Javan's house, Barbecue Party!
Javan: *Grinning from ear to ear as he inspects the contents of the smoker* Now th't is a thing'a beauty... Oy! Petra! Lookit! *Holds up one of the two 'Fatties' he made earlier in the day, pleased as can be*
Petra: ...you're not seriously going to eat that are you, Javan? *looking ill at the thought*
Rachel: *looks over from where she's sitting in a deck chair nearby with a blanket tucked around her* What is it?
Javan: *Grin* It's called a Fatty. *explains what a 'Fatty' is, while Petra makes a gagging motion* It's pork meat, wrapped around cream cheese, cocktail sausages, and scrambled eggs. Then the roll is wrapped in bacon, and it's smoked. *Pleased with himself, fully intends to eat the whole thing*
Jack: ... *amused headshake as he finishes loading two plates with some of the food that's been brought by the other guests*
Rachel: That can't be good for anyone's systems.
Greg: *eyeing a plate of jello someone just offered him* Me no eat snot.
Lisa: *trying to dissuade Mia from giving her a beer*
Jack: That's not snot, Greg... it's jello... *gently sets one of the plates he brought over on Rachel's lap, and offers the other to Simon. There's a good variety of foods on the plate, including Kielbasa slices, baked beans, and lime jello*
Simon: *looks up from where he'd been sitting and shyly leaning against Rachel's chair. Looks at the food, and then looks up and gives Jack his shy sweet smile by way of thanks*
Greg: SNOT!
Melissa: *startles and blinks awake where she's cuddled against Skylar's side in another deck chair* ???
Skylar: *quietly murmurs and offers snuggles* One of Rachel's... being a moron...
Pandita: *quietly fussing over the new couple, as is Merlin*
Rachel: *quietly* Skylar....
Jack: *smiles and gently pats Simon's hand, before giving Greg a look*
Skylar: *glances over at Rachel*
Rachel: *giving him a warning look that says 'do not call Greg names'*
Skylar: *Small frown, before he's focusing on snuggling Melissa*
Rachel: *quietly, after thanking Jack for her food* He'll start using the word and we'll never get him to stop.
Greg: Her, dumb ferret is drunk.
Jack: *glances over at Rewind to see what Greg is talking about*
Rewind: *on her back, wriggling and waving her little paws around*
Alice: *facepalming and grumbling*
Rachel: Alice? Is she alright?
Alice: *getting on the ground to scoop the inebriated ferret up* Remind me to duct tape Alex and Mia to something later on.
Rachel: *looks for Alex, frowning*
Alex: *loud whoop as he jumps into the pool with his clothes still on, creating a large splash that results in a very soaked Lisa and Rodney*
Mia: *also soaked now, and cracking up*
Rachel: *looks toward Javan to see if he's going to do something about this*
Petra: *looking anywhere but where Javan is slicing up the first fatty*
Rachel: Gah, Jack, look at that thing oozing. *looks to Patrick instead to see if he's going to say something to Alex*
Jack: I'd rather not, going by Petra's reaction... *glances over at Patrick and Emilia, who are getting up from where they were cuddling to deal with the inebriated couple*
Jacob: *laughing at Alex as Patrick fishes him out of the pool*
Thomas: *next to Jacob, sulking whenever he looks at Skylar and Melissa* No fair... Skylar gets all the hot chicks..
Emilia: *trying to wrangle a tipsy Mia and herd her towards a chair*
Rachel: *making herself a sandwich with some of the things on her plate as she shakes her head slightly*
Simon: *sets down his plate and then comes to help Emilia... by picking Mia up*
Patrick: *Startled noise as Alex pulls him into the pool as well*
Mia: Whoah! Where'd th' ground go?
Emilia: *thanks Simon and points to a nearby chair, while she goes to try to fish her boyfriend out of the pool*
Simon: *puts Mia down, and then trips over Thomas's foot on the way back to Rachel*
Pandita: *concerned, gets up from his chair to go assist Patrick and Emilia in removing Alex from the pool*
Thomas: Oy! Watch it!
Jack: *moving to head over there, has a baaaad feeling*
Simon: *getting slowly to his feet and looking at Thomas with a frightened expression*
Thomas: *mutters something about retards, which earns him a rare glare from Jack*
Simon: *sees his creator's expression and starts to cry*
Greg: *head whips around, and then he's stomping in that direction* Who make brother cry????
Jack: *moving to haul Thomas out of his chair, with the intention of calling a taxi*
Jacob: Whoah... dude, chill... *getting to his feet as well*
Greg: *in Jacob's face* You make brother cry???
Jacob: *Stumbles back a bit* Dude, no, back off!
Javan: Whoah, whoah, whoah! *coming over to try to keep the peace*
Greg: *glares at Thomas* YOU make brother cry!
Rachel: *trying to get up, and wincing as her head spins*
Thomas: *cussing at Jack and trying to fight the strong grip that he's currently held in by his shirt*
Greg: *cusses himself, and then gives Thomas a face full of green jello* Eat snot, #$#@$@!
Jack: *Sharply* Greg! That's enough!
Petra: *calling a taxi*
Pandita: *trying to separate everyone without getting hit on accident, as Thomas has started swinging*
Greg: *grabs Thomas' hands* Him, Jack say ENOUGH!
Rachel: *lands on her face on the deck and grunts with the impact*
Javan: Let go of 'im, Greg. Jack, you go check on Rachel 'n make sure she ain't hurt.
Petra: *escorting Jacob out to the taxi, and telling the taxi driver to wait a few more minutes*
Rachel: *trying doggedly to get up* Greg....
Greg: *drops Thomas and heels*
Simon: *curled up and hiding*
Javan: *grabbing Thomas and forcibly escorting him out to the door to the taxi*
Jack: *shoulders slump and he moves to check on Rachel*
Rachel: *resting on her elbows as she waits for her head to clear* Simon.
Steeljaw: *seeks out Simon to offer kitty kisses*
Simon: *hugs his friend and sniffs a bit as he transmits via com that he's scared*
Jack: *apologizing quietly to everyone for losing his temper*
Rachel: *moves so that she can touch him* Don't worry about it, Jack.
Jack: *quietly as he reaches for Rachel's hand* [He had no right to be calling Sludge a retard...]
Rachel: Help me up? //I know that, and you know that. And so do the people who matter.//
Simon: *coming back to Rachel's chair, Steeljaw cuddled in his arms*
Jack: *nods and moves to gently help Rachel up, and then brings the young woman over to her chair, before helping her sit in it once again*
Skylar: *quietly* That's the last time I hang out with those two...
Rachel: *looks toward the former Decepticon with a compassionate expression*
Sean: *comes over hesitantly and asks Simon and Greg if they'd like to play ball with him. Shows his soccer ball*
Greg: No want.
Simon: *brightens* Him, Steeljaw play too?
Sean: *grins* Sure!
Steeljaw: Mrrrrrow? Mrrr
Simon: *following the small twelve year old out to the yard, Greg tagging along sullenly* You, Steeljaw play?
Steeljaw: *Following, his tail held high* Mrrrpt....mrrrowww...
Rachel: *watches them, and then grins at Jack with shining eyes*
Jack: *smiling, and moves to gently pat Rachel's hand as he settles in the chair next to hers*
Rachel: *sighs as things settle down a little, then picks up her plate and watches Patrick and Alex*
Patrick: *Wrapped in a towel, and borrowing some of Javan's clothes while his get put in the dryer*
Alex: *also wrapped in a towel, but is currently laying over near Mia's chair*
Lisa: *still wringing water from her ponytail, and talking about how glad she is she doesn't wear makeup*
Rodney: *Wringing out his t-shirt*
Rachel: *small chuckle, and then wolf whistles at Rodney*
Rodney: *looks up, smirks, and shakes his head, before moving closer to Lisa and putting an arm around her shoulders*
Rachel: *grins at him, her eyes dancing. And then finds herself looking at Jack as she eats her sandwich*
Jack: *watching Simon, Greg, Sean and Steeljaw play out in the yard, startles when Petra places a plate of food on his lap*
Rachel: *there's that small chuckle again as she turns her gaze toward the young ones and the spybot* Ramhorn! Stop digging and get the ball!
Ramhorn: *looks up from where he was digging, snorts a bit at Rachel, before trotting after the ball as well*
Rachel: *bites sandwich* Javan's going to fall into that trench tonight.
Jack: *soft snerk as he focuses on eating*
Melissa: *looking around as she catches the scent of beer chicken wafting on the breeze*
Merlin: *bringing over a couple of plates loaded with a wide variety of foods. There's a little bit of pretty much everything, except for a sample of the fatty that Javan sliced up earlier*
Melissa: *hides her face against Skylar as she sees Merlin coming. She's not too afraid of him. But right now talking to people makes her dizzy*
Merlin: This should be sufficient enough variation for proper nutrition....*trails off as Skylar gives him a look, before he's setting the two plates within easy reach of the couple and moving off to converse with Jack and Rachel*
Rachel: *munching her kielbasa and baked bean sandwich as she lays back tiredly and feels glad for her blanket*
Jack: *considering getting some of the deviled eggs*
Rachel: *looks at his expression and knows it* Bring me a couple? And some of the potato salad and mini creme puffs?
Jack: *chuckles and nods, before going to get the requested foods, and snagging a couple of bottles of soda*
Rachel: *looks at the bottles and makes a slight face* Can I have lemonade?
Jack: *nods as he carefully shifts the soda bottles to the crook of his arm and pours Rachel a glass of lemonade from the pitcher on the table. That done, he brings over everything he's carrying*
Rachel: *thanks him as she takes the glass, then holds out her plate so he can put her other requests on it. As she does so she turns her head to grin at Merlin*
Jack: *puts some of the deviled eggs, potato salad, and creme puffs on Rachel's plate, before settling in his chair again*
Merlin: *eyeing Javan while the other man eats part of the fatty he sliced up earlier* how that doesn't clog his systems... is beyond my comprehension at this time...
Rachel: *looks and wrinkles her nose, but then sniffs* Does he have a ham in that smoker too? You don't cook ham steak on the barbecue, right? *sees roast corn and peppers then and perks*
Greg: *suddenly attracted to the smoker and trying to see inside*
Javan: *grins at Rachel, before trying to shoo Greg away from the smoker*
Greg: Me want that. That smell good. Me hungry.
Javan: C'n ya wait till I get it cut up first?
Rachel: *to Merlin as she eats a deviled egg* Who's the little guy?
Greg: ...Me can wait. Want BIG piece!
Javan: *Grins* You got it. *tends to the smoker and the grill* Veggies 're done! :D
Merlin: One of my Physics students, who currently is residing with one of the families that Skylar, Pandita, Miss Melissa and myself are neighbors with. His name is Sean Watson, and he's quite the remarkable youngster.
Rachel: Your student? *surprised* How old is he? And... I need vegetables. *looks like she's wishing she could just get up and get them*
Merlin: *nods* I believe he may be in the age range of twelve to thirteen years... though I could be wrong...
Petra: *now that the veggies are done, she's made another appearance, and is taking a plate with roasted vegetables around to everyone who has plates*
Javan: *getting the ham out of the smoker and cutting it into decent-sized pieces, one of which gets put on a plate and offered to Greg*
Greg: *takes and gives the ham the stink eye as he waits for it to cool enough so as to not bite him back*
Rachel: *chuckles at her son and holds out her plate as Petra comes by*
Petra: *puts a good selection of the roasted vegetables on Rachel's plate before letting out a small chuckle at Javan when he realizes that Steeljaw's helped himself to some of the smoked meat*
Steeljaw: *Pleased kitty grin as he darts under Jack's chair to enjoy his feast*
Rachel: Steeljaw, did you ask for that? *then catches sight of Javan's expression and cracks up*
Steeljaw: *Nomming, call back later*
Simon: *coming over to sit again, happily eats the egg and roasted pepper she gives him*
Javan: *sulking* That was gonna be my piece...
Jack: *Snerks as he looks at the picture on the soda bottle label*
Simon: *picks up his plate and hungrily eats what's in it*
Rachel: *remembers Merlin* Sorry. Twelve, huh? Isn't he going to come and eat?
Merlin: Ah, yes... One moment... *sets his plate down and goes to look for Sean to remind him that there is a time for playing, and a time for consuming food*
Sean: *looks up from examining earthworms in Ramhorn's trench* Yes, Professor Percia?
Merlin: Would you care to join us in helping Javan, Miss Petra and Miss Alice consume the food that was provided for the party?
Sean: *looks toward the deck, his expression an uncertain frown* I can't.
Merlin: *a bit uncertain how to proceed* Would it be considered impolite of me to inquire as to why you cannot?
Sean: *lets the worm he'd been holding in his hand go and wipes both hands on the grass* No. *quizzical look as he wonders why it would be* I've got a birth defect. I have to take in a special liquid diet.
Merlin: *quietly* My apologies... *concerned for the youngster*
Sean: *stands up and gives a little laugh* You shouldn't apologize for how I am, sir.
Rachel: *suddenly from her chair* Alex. This is not your bedroom, and there are children here. Stop that.
Alex: But Ah'm soaked t' th' bone!
Rachel: So ask Javan if you can borrow something to wear. And change into it inside the house.
Alex: Javan's gotta skinny lil' a-*and then he gets a chicken bone bounced off of his head, courtesy Emilia*
Rachel: Nonsense. He's African-American.
Javan: Oy! Leave mah butt outta this! *waves grilling tongs around*
Rachel: *grins at him* Do you have any of your sweatpants free?
Javan: Yeah... Jes' make sure ol' Steelie don' try to take more'a dinner.... *heads into the house again*
Rachel: Steeljaw, will you bring me that piece of rind Javan's been guarding?
Steeljaw: *kitty grin, goes to get the rind*
Samuel: *just coming around to the back yard* What's this about Javan's non-existant butt?
Autumn: *baps Samuel* Be nice.
Seamus: Are we too late to see Javan almost light himself on fire?
Sean: *pauses halfway up the deck stairs and stares at the newcomers, trying to figure out why those dark-haired men look so familiar. Scowls with confusion*
Rachel: *takes rind from Steeljaw and starts breaking it into bits* Alex started the barbecue.
Seamus: Bet he liked doing that...
Samuel: *frowning a bit as he sights Sean*
Rachel: I'm just glad he didn't drink the lighter fluid. *giving rind to Simon and Greg, as well as Jack and Steeljaw*
Autumn: *Shakes her head* Alex... you promised you wouldn't do any more Adam Savage impersonations...
Jack: *Chuckles again as he makes room on his plate for the rind*
Steeljaw: *THUNDERPURRR*
Greg: Yeeuch! Me no like. *goes looking for more of the ham itself, slipping past a still staring Sean and then pausing to frown down at Autumn*
Autumn: *small smile as she holds up the foil-covered pie-dish she's got* Blueberry and blackberry pie...
Greg: ...What that? *head tilt as he frowns more deeply*
Rachel: //Autumn... I'd like you to meet one of my sons. This is Greg... Grimlock. His brother is over here hiding between Jack and my chairs.//
Autumn: *friendly smile as she explains what's in the pie to Greg, slight nod to Rachel* //How old are they?//
Javan: *Comes back and drags Alex and Mia into the house, where Alice is waiting with some dry clothes for the pair*
Rachel: //They came online a couple days after you guys got back.// *smiles and touches Simon's head as he eats the treats she's giving him*
Greg: Yeuch. Me meat eater. *heads for the ham and beer chicken*
Sean: *still staring*
Seamus: *now he's noticing what's gotten Samuel's attention, and has a puzzled look on his face as he tries to steer his sibling towards the stairs*
Rachel: *doesn't get up and come hug Autumn like she usually would, or even sit up on her chair. She does smile and chuckle at the young creche-mother's question* //Right now Jack's helping.// Hey, Autumn. Come sit over here? But grab some of the veggies and eggs first.
Sean: *blinking now and looking around, has no idea that his expressions are going to look familiar to people here*
Autumn: *Smiles and nods, going to get not only some of the roasted vegetables and deviled eggs, but also a good-sized helping of the beer chicken. Then she's sitting on Rachel's other side and grinning* //And nothing's blown up?// You made deviled eggs again... this qualifies as a party.
((co-written with random_xtras))