Owls and Open RP: Nothing says Thanksgiving like Pharmaceutical Fruitcake

[schizowarrior.livejournal.com]

((Backdated to Thanksgiving Day))


Geoffrey-

Happy Thanksgiving! I know fruitcake’s more Christmas-y, but it’s my friend’s special recipe. Just don’t drink or drive after you’ve eaten it, okay?

-Molly



Nny and Devi,

Hi guys! Happy Thanksgiving. I’m a shitty cook, but I made fruitcake--Nny honey, you might want to avoid this, since it’s got Vicoden and stuff in it, but Devi might enjoy it.

Love,
Molly



Arya,

Happy Thanksgiving! (It’s a fairly major holiday in the part of the world I’m from--basically you get together with your family and eat yourself sick.) Here’s some fruitcake, though don’t eat much at once and really don’t mix it with alcohol. Let me know if you want to get in some sword practice soon.

-Molly



Cyclona-

Hi! I met you at your Sorting, though I don’t know if you remember me. Anyway, happy Thanksgiving--this is some of my friend Mavis’s fruitcake, which is tasty and fun but which you shouldn’t mix with alcohol. Like, ever.

-Molly




Doctor Maturin,

Hi. I never did give you a proper thank-you for the potion you made me, so I made some Thanksgiving fruitcake. It’s my friend’s recipe, and it’s good, but you really want to avoid drinking or operating heavy machinery for four to six hours after eating it.

-Molly



Jaime,

Happy Thanksgiving! I made some fruitcake, but don’t take it eat it with alcohol, and don’t drive or anything for a while.

-Molly



Shaun,

I know you’re not American, but happy Thanksgiving anyway, and have some fruitcake. I’ve sent some to your friend, too, and I’ll tell you what I’ve told her: don’t drink, and definitely don’t drive after you’ve eaten it, okay?

-Molly



Susan,

Your buddy’s not American and you’re not even from Earth, but happy Thanksgiving--all you really need to know about the holiday is that it’s an excuse for people to eat themselves insensible. I made fruitcake, but it’s special fruitcake, so don’t drink, drive, or otherwise do anything requiring any kind of hand-eye coordination for four to six hours.

-Molly



Miss (Mrs.?) Evans,

Hi. I don’t know if you’d remember me or not--you fixed my back up after I went and fell off the roof like a complete dumbass. Anyway, it’s Thanksgiving in America, so I’m giving out fruitcake--this stuff is good, but don’t eat it with alcohol, and definitely don’t drive for a while.

-Molly



Attached to each owl is a paper cup of small, pretty fruitcake cubes done up in waxed paper. They certainly look and smell appetizing, whatever else might be said of them.

It wasn't until the owls had been sent that Molly realized she'd massively overbaked--she had enough left over to send out probably twice the parcels she had.

Damn. Well, it really would be a shame to let it go to waste. People could be weird about eating something left out for common consumption, but maybe if the person who actually made it was there, it would be a little better. Might as well try, at least.

Accordingly, she hauled all her goodies down to the Great Hall, dragooning a small herd of house elves to help her set up a little stall. Some of them got some fruitcake, too, and wound up staggering off and occasionally bouncing into the walls, giggling. Molly smiled--it was always nice to see people properly enjoying the holidays.

Comments

[crazynotstoned.livejournal.com]

Geoffrey didn't think much of the fruitcake, except as a kind of nice gesture from someone who was kind of a friend. It wasn't, you know, a great present, and he didn't celebrate Thanksgiving this month, but still, whatever. Cake. No good reason to pass up cake.

He took a big piece for himself and sat down at his desk, scribbling out his reply as he ate.

Molly,

thanks for the fruitcake, Im sure Ellen & I will get great use out of it. Happy American Thanksgiving! Are you looking forward to the

sorry, i forgot what i was writing about

and i cant f ind another piece of
oh well

this is some fruitcake! made by fruitcakes, for a fruitcake

ha ha

gt

[schizowarrior.livejournal.com]

Molly read the owl and grinned. It was so nice to know your culinary efforts were appreciated.

Geoffrey,

I'm glad you like it. Remember, no alcohol, and you might want to keep some bottled water nearby. Also, there's more where that came from! Sharing is caring, and all that.

(And having fruitcake made BY a fruitcake is what makes it work. It's the magic ingredient--well, that and Xanax.)

-Molly

[crazynotstoned.livejournal.com]

mm

nonono, i rememember what this feels like, beleve me.

did not think Id be feeling it again any time soon.

woooooooooo.

you know some people think this is what being crazy feels like?

gt

[schizowarrior.livejournal.com]

Geoffrey,

Really? What's it feel like? to me it's always kind of like being wrapped up in fluffed-out cotton balls that had been warmed up in the microwave. Or the dryer, with that nice dryer-sheet smell.

some people think being on fruitcake is the same as being A fruitcake? God, wouldn't that be nice.

-Molly

[crazynotstoned.livejournal.com]

mm

its like swimmming

you know when the water plugs up everything

like that

but see we dont do a lot of swimmming in montreal or toronto or new fucking burbage or the crazy house and i stopped taking these things a long time ago..........

gt

[schizowarrior.livejournal.com]

Geoffrey

lay down and be still, man. drink some water, and, uh, water. Deep breathing, and think of something pretty. pretty but not crazy, unless it's crazy pretty

Where's new fucking burbage?

-Molly

[crazynotstoned.livejournal.com]

mm

my wife is crazy AND pretty does that count

dont tell her i said that, im supposed to be the crazy one (shes the pretty one)

and new fucking burbage is in fucking canada and it has a terrible fucking theatre and they fired me thank god and now i am here by the grace of a giant talking hat, thankyou.

gt