COLCHE's BIRTHDAY PARTY!! - Everyone Welcome!!

[Aubrey Lockheart]

The Village Center has been taken over by streamers, confetti, and balloons, all in pink, blue, and white. Big signs are posted outfit the entrace announcing:

Colche's 17th Birthday Celebration
May 1, 2006, All Day
Everyone Encouraged to Come!

The rec room is the headquarters. In there, Aubrey has set up a long table with Colche's castle cake and a selection of cupcakes and paper plates and napkins. And of course, a pile of presents.

Paper hats and noise makers are laying around for people to wear, a pile of goody-bags by the door.  

[Aubrey Lockheart]

After everything was set up, Aubrey placed one of the silly paper hats on her head and grabbed a cupcake. She took a look around the rec room and nodded to herself, happy with how everything turned out. She has spent several hours putting up all the paper streamers and litering the floor with confetti - everything themed Disney Princess style.

It was a nice distraction from Moreau, and she couldn't wait to see what Colche thought.

Grabbing an extra paper hat for herself, she headed to go retrieve the guest of honor.  

[Colche]

Colche had barely opened her door when she saw Aubrey coming with a hat on, a birthday hat! Just like at pooh bears party! She giggled and paused, she had to have her dress on! to be like a real princes at her party. She waited at the door though, bright blue eyes resting upon ehr mother figure holding her arms out happily, her puurr already radiating from her chest, how she stopped ehrself from running and glomping her mother figure she was unsure.

She managed to wait though, her furry tail waving backwards and forwards in a mad manic way, not at all cheetah like. The smile on her maw was simply wonderful, a grin spread from ear to ear, perfect blue eyes glimmering with all the happiness love, hope and innocence in the world. She was seventeen and she was having a ball and she would be a real princess even if it was just for today.  

[Aubrey Lockheart]

Aubrey waved to COlche and picked up her pace. "Happy Birthday, Colche!! Are you ready for your party?" When she came up to her, she handed over the paper hat and cupcake. "I have a party room set up for your in one of the new rooms in the village!?  

[Colche]

Colche nodded vigerously, she almost forgot about ehr dress,s he hadn't put it on yet, she turned away from Aubrey, only for a minute, feeling torn between eating the cake and her dress,s he munched the cake quickly and came running back with her pretty gown draped over her arms. She held it out to Aubrey "dress?" she tilted her head curiously, was she allowed to wear it today it was her birthday right? All the stories about birthdays came swimming back to her head, lots of good magic things happened on birthdays and you got to wear pretty dresses and hats and make lots of noise and play games and eat cake and jelly and icecream and allt he good things that partys should have.  

[Aubrey Lockheart]

"You want to wear your princess dress? Okay, but you have to promise to try and not get cake all over it!"

Aubrey stepped into her duplex and helped Colche brush her hair and put on the dress. She talked to Colche why did so, trying to explain to her how to get it one around all the straps and slits. She usually had a hard enough time with tshirts and jeans.

Once Colche was all strapped in, Aubrey retrieved the jewelry and helped her put it on - a diamond necklace and tennis bracelet, and clip-on earrings.  

[Colche]

Colche puurred quietly, that sweet childish echo vibrating through her chest as she sat for a moment loking in the small mirror at her nicely brushed hair and the pretty dress. She stood at last "I no gettin cakes on it Aubrey, promise" she smiled. and hugged her mother figure as she poppedthe hat on ehr head, tucking the string behind her ears. "Partee!" She giggled happily, waiting for Aubrey to lead the way, shewas ready for her party now and to see everyone,s he hoped everyone would come, like at Pooh bears party, everyone came with presents. She was so excited, the smile really couldn't be stripped from her furry features.  

[Aubrey Lockheart]

Aubrey led her to the village, the balloons and decorations all over the outside, as well as inside.

The rec room was the most heavily decorated. A big cake shaped like a Disney castle set in the middle of the table and had "Happy 17th, Colche" written on it in frosting. Aubrey baked it herself from a kit she ordered... thank goodness for marispan!

A few cupcake towers were spread around the room as well, incase Colche didn't want to destroy her cake, and to accomodate a bunch of hungry islanders. The cafeteria was under Aubrey's direct control today, Delia having been assigned to make lunch a dinner birthday snack - like foods: hot god, hamburgers, pizza, and lots of candy and ice cream.

"Its still early, but here's we'll spend today. You can play games and eat all you want. And..."

Aubrey led her over to a big pile of presents. "These are for you. From me and everyone," Aubrey fudged the everyone part, but she knew most people wouldn't have access to very much to give her. Though she figured some people would make something. "You can start opening them whenever you want, or do it little by little."  

[Colche]

Colche grinned like the cheshire cat when she saw her cake. Her jaw virtually dropped. It was so pretty "'s a castle!" she giggled, her puurr never stopping ehr big baby blue eyes wide with amazement. Padding over to the table, she was careful to simply gaze at her cake, wide eyed and pretty much bushy tailed. Of course upon being shown the big pile of presents,s e virtually squeed, though it was more like a mixture between a yay and a happy growling meow sound.

Biting her tongue she sat on a big squushy chair, her gown folding around her, she simply looked at all the pretty decooration,s savoouring the moment ehr gaze fixed upon Aubrey, a genuene smile plastered upon ehr face "Thankyous" she whispered, her furry ears flattening and a few tears rolling down her cheeks. She remembered when Aubrey told her that you could cry when you were happy too, it had just never happened to her before.  

[Aubrey Lockheart]

Aubrey had to blink back tears of her own when she started crying. She really didn't know how much this party meant to her - she prayed right then and there that nothing (read: Billy or Jamal) would do something stupid to ruin it.

She went over and gave her a big hig and wiped at the tears. "You're welcome, baby. Its the least I could do." Taking a deep breath and smiling she motioned around the room. "Its your day! You get to do and eat anything you want. Knock yourself out."  

[Colche]

Colche snuggled happily in to Aubrey releasing her though she padded along to the table, as much as she wanted to open her presents and find sabastean (he would be in there right? Aubrey had said maybe!) she wanted to wait til some more people were here, Amaya or ambrose or Lauren, somone she knew and liked alot. Still cake would suffice for now, carefully she picked up a cup cake and munched the soft spongyness, being very careful of her dress, her eyes, still damp but a broad smile on her face. It was herday, she was seventeen. She was definatey a big princess now.  

[Nita MacNeal]

Nita wandered towards the cafeteria, fully intent on grabbing some lunch and going back to her duplex to read. However, the sight of balloons and cake reminded her.. Colche's birthday! Thinking back a moment, she realized her calender did indeed say it was May first... so at least she'd been keeping track properly.

Before she could be spotted, Nita dashed back to her duplex, trying to think of something she could give Colche. She stood in the middle of the room, eyeing her meager possessions. A ratty old t-shirt caught her eye.. maybe she could make something from that. Nita rooted around in a drawer for the emergency sewing kit she had.

A few minutes later, a small kitty-plush lay in her hands, stuffed with scraps from the t-shirt, a face drawn on with Sharpie. Nita examined her handiwork. It wasn't great, but it was the best she could do under the circumstances. She wrapped it in notebook paper and scribbled a little note on it.

With a shrug, Nita retraced her steps towards the cafeteria. Spotting Colche in a beautiful dress (Definitely fit for a princess!), the redhead made her way over and offered her the makeshift package.

"Happy Birthday, Colche!"

 

[Colche]

The red head seemed to be thr first to arrive at her party. She had of course taken a shine to Nita whom reminded her so feverntly of Ariel fromt he little mermaid. Of course being offered a gift she took it gladdly and opened it revealing the cute little plushie. She giggled and grinned hugging Nita "Thankyoo" she puurred happily, hugging the plushie. "like my dress?" she asked with a grin and a little twirl. She was so careful in the gown, lifting it the way a princess was supposed to so she wouldn't step on it, the back all straps and open to show her pretty fur and markings.  

[Nita MacNeal]

Nita grinned and hugged Colche back. "I'm glad you like it! I didn't have a chance to get you anything more, but yeah. I'm glad you like it," she said again. "And your dress is beautiful." Nita made a mock-courtly bow at Colche, feeling distinctly underdressed.  

[Ambrose Maurlias]

((this takes place before Ambrose incident in the jungle))

Ambrose was on his way to the cafeteria when the streamers and balloons caught his eye, and the smell of cake filled his nose. With curious uplifted brows he poked his way to that direction instead. Had he missed something?

However, poking his head into the room, his ears perked as he immediately latched onto the baby blue and pink and disney theme of the decorations, and Colce in the middle in a stunning dress. He almost didn't recognise her for a moment, despite her rather unique feline features. She looked adorable and beautiful at the same time.

With a wide smile and a wag on his tail, he was happy that he had put on some of his nicer clothes that morning - he was freshly showered - his fur and hair groomed. However, mentally he kicked himself. This was very obviously a birthday party, and he hadn't known. He didn't have a gift. He'd... have to do something.

"Colche!" He exclaimed. "It's your birthday?!" He noticed the small stack of paper party hats near the door and obligingly took one, putting it up on his head, the rubber band around his chin - and it now perched on top of his blonde locks in a silly, but festive manner.