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The sun was warm and pleasant all across Gaia on a morning in late March when a set of triplet mothers and their four young sons came out to host a large party in an open grassy field, open to anyone who was interested. Oriiohn had had the forethought to ask Jaella to send word to some of the other guardians before she'd started up a monumentally huge party in the park with her family.

A few long picnic tables had been adorned with tablecloths (though most of them looking very much like colorful bedsheets) and food had been laid out to the public. There was a strange warmth in the air around that table, however, which seemed to keep bugs away from it. Probably good what with how food and small children were.

At the end of one of these covered tables, an old fashioned boom box had been set up to play music though it curiously lacked any batteries or a place to plug it in. Seated by this boom box was a cheery looking yellow skinned lady who rather resembled Dandy of Nartian Rock fame. She was poking occasionally at the buttons on the machine to change the song, but seemed mostly concentrated on where the present kids of the group were located - her son among them.

This son was a dark haired boy with rainbow tentacles, who was presently tossing a beach ball back and forth to his younger brothers. These brothers consisted of a very pretty infant fairy, who stumbled around to bat it back, and a pair of troll boys.

Riya had opted out of wearing his fancy clothes and shoes today in favor of something more summer related - his mother had told him that he'd break the heels dancing and chasing the beach ball on the grass, so the toddler just went barefoot. Roshan looked his usual happy self, lack of shoes standard for him. He chased the ball only halfheartedly, more interested in occasionally looking over to where Oriiohn and Nolan were hula hooping. This resulted in many whacks to the head with the soft ball.

An elderly woman hobbled over the terrain cautiously with a picnic basket on her arm, a cane in the other. She huffed. Even with the day being as beautiful as it was, ever since that meeting with the elf Lo had felt her age more acutely than ever. The man was possibly twice her age and he looked like the boy who cut her grass!

Bailey pouted when Lo frowned, unaware that she was lost in her own thoughts and thought something was wrong. "Here, let me carry it." The fae held it's arms out for the basket. Today it was dressed like a normal child, in a cotton tee/short seat, customarily missing shoes.

She smiled. "Are you sure?" Bailey nodded furiously. "Well, alright." She passed the basket over to the fae, who stumbled backwards and she thought it might drop it when Bailey's wings appeared, giving the toddler added stability.

They went on at a slower pace as they approached the group. Bailey tried to duck behind Lo's legs, but the basket wouldn't allow for it, so she pushed it ahead. "R-Riya?" It shyly chirped, scuttling over to the troll's side. "Cuppycakes....help!" Bailey started to fall forward, even with it's wings pulling back.

Ivy took a deep breath when the boy ran to hug her daughter, the pain in her leg reminding her that she was in no way able to run at the moment.

Eve grinned at the sound of the boy's voice and hugged him back when he hugged her. She remembered his name, Roshan.
"Hi, Roshan," she resisted the urge to tell him that her name wasn't Patchy-girl. It was a nice nickname at least.

Eve remembered the brother he had with him at the laundry mat, but nodded as she didn't mind meeting him or the child that she had spotted holding the beach ball.

Ivy had heard the old woman come over, but shook her head. "I don't mind." She smiled back, trying to be friendly. "Eve, what's the name of your fae child?" Ivy remembered her manners, "I'm Ivy, by the way."

The winged fae that was hugged by Riya caught Eve's eye, but the kid looked like some of the characters her mother read to her about.

Eve laughed as he brought her over to the others, she didn't seen any mean intention on his face when he called her Patchy. She was glad that she didn't have shoes on.

Ivy smiled somewhat friendly to the man, but thought about if she wanted something to drink. "Is there any soda cans? I'll drink anything," she didn't care as the can was sealed when she got it.

Part of Ivy felt sorry for the old woman's loss of her daughter. "I'm sorry for your loss. Bailey is adorable." She smiled at the picture of the woman, "The other child in the picture, is that a sibling of Bailey's?"

Eve watched Bailey out of the corner of her eye, but remained at Roshan's side out of shyness and not wanting to be rude to Roshan.

Ivy smiled when Steve came over and accepted the soda, "Thank you, Steve." The toddler was interesting to her, then again, she did have a child that was stitched together with pieces from different people.

Eve blinked and smiled slightly when she heard Riya talking to the fae child.

She nodded in answer though she didn't want to scare the toddler. She remembered how her mother had taught her to greet frightened animal though Riya' friend wasn't like the few stray animals.

She smiled gently and slowly reached her hand out to Bailey, "I'm Eve." She had spoken softly to not be too loud.

"I thought they were similar. I hope she is happy with the family friend," Ivy replied. "Eve is a bit of a handful herself, but her nanny helps me out with her a lot of the time."

Ivy opened the soda can, not trusting enough to drink anything from another that wasn't sealed when she got it.

Eve watched Bailey carefully, be able to tell very much that it was afraid of her. She didn't remember doing anything frightening, but Riya did say that the fae was very shy.

Eve stayed still, letting Bailey shake her hand. "Thank you, my nanny bought it for me and I colored it myself," she whispered back. "It's nice to meet you, Bailey."