The Great Thanksgiving Feast - everyones invited!
Nov 20, 2009 12:34:04 GMT -5
Post by genie on Nov 20, 2009 12:34:04 GMT -5
OOC: kudos to Bowler Hat Guy whose suggestion this whole feast thing was =)
Genie had no idea what Thanksgiving was really all about and he'd certainly never celebrated it in Agrabah, but wandering about the parks recently he'd heard it mentioned more and more and in the end out of simple curiosity he began to ask people.
Which is when it really got complicated.
Some people told him it was a traditional annual celebration harking back to the time of the pilgrims ... Genie's eyebrows curved in confusion, okay, so what did that mean? Others told him it was a time to meet those weird discordant relatives you only saw once a year because if you saw them any more than that you would legally disown them ... Genie's eyes widened, okay, so it could be dangerous. Most people however, told him it was simply an excuse to stuff yourself to bursting with turkey, sweet potatoes, pumpkin pie and all manner of other holiday foods before dragging your swollen self from table to couch to spend the afternoon sitting in a slumped state watch the game (was there only one?) or perhaps the parade on TV whilst arguing with the relatives you hadn't already alienated at that point and deciding whether it was time to put up the Christmas tree..
Genie gave up asking by that point as he'd already figured out that basically Thanksgiving just sounded like an excuse to get a lot of people together - a party in fact - and as Genie dearly loved parties he decided to waste no time in throwing one himself, along with a little help from a friend.
Mind made up he straightaway decided to do away with a formal guest list, instead simply sending the invitations out on the autumn breeze, trusting to luck that they would fall into the right hands. After all with so many unusual characters wandering around the parks, whatever happened the party was sure of a good eclectic mix.
And now the hour was almost here, the special suite with the balcony overlooking the Magic Kingdom had been thoroughly zapped with genie magic until it positively groaned beneath its load of holiday decorations. Plenty of chairs were dotted about too along with the odd bean bag and bowls of nibbles sat here and there on every convenient flat surfaces. In the centre of the room stood a massive table covered with a deep red cloth, bright with the light of many tall candles.
Folding his arms, Genie looked around the room and smiled, given the fact he still really had no idea what it all was about it actually looked pretty good. He was just about to congratulate himself - and of course his trusted buddy who had displayed a surprising & unexpected knowledge of the finer point of table decor and how to make peacocks from paper napkins - when there was a loud clattering sound from the kitchen behind him together with what sounded like a muffled curse.
Genie stuck his head around the door and looked at his friend wide-eyed. "Uh, y'know you're supposed to be mashing it not trashing it. D' ya want me to zap up another while you maybe baste the turkey with those butterfingers?" The sudden *ting* of the elevator interrupted his mocking and poking his friend urgently in the chest he grinned and began ushering his towards the door. "C'mon, c'mon, get that gravy off your face and stick on a smile instead 'cos we have guests to welcome!"
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Genie had no idea what Thanksgiving was really all about and he'd certainly never celebrated it in Agrabah, but wandering about the parks recently he'd heard it mentioned more and more and in the end out of simple curiosity he began to ask people.
Which is when it really got complicated.
Some people told him it was a traditional annual celebration harking back to the time of the pilgrims ... Genie's eyebrows curved in confusion, okay, so what did that mean? Others told him it was a time to meet those weird discordant relatives you only saw once a year because if you saw them any more than that you would legally disown them ... Genie's eyes widened, okay, so it could be dangerous. Most people however, told him it was simply an excuse to stuff yourself to bursting with turkey, sweet potatoes, pumpkin pie and all manner of other holiday foods before dragging your swollen self from table to couch to spend the afternoon sitting in a slumped state watch the game (was there only one?) or perhaps the parade on TV whilst arguing with the relatives you hadn't already alienated at that point and deciding whether it was time to put up the Christmas tree..
Genie gave up asking by that point as he'd already figured out that basically Thanksgiving just sounded like an excuse to get a lot of people together - a party in fact - and as Genie dearly loved parties he decided to waste no time in throwing one himself, along with a little help from a friend.
Mind made up he straightaway decided to do away with a formal guest list, instead simply sending the invitations out on the autumn breeze, trusting to luck that they would fall into the right hands. After all with so many unusual characters wandering around the parks, whatever happened the party was sure of a good eclectic mix.
And now the hour was almost here, the special suite with the balcony overlooking the Magic Kingdom had been thoroughly zapped with genie magic until it positively groaned beneath its load of holiday decorations. Plenty of chairs were dotted about too along with the odd bean bag and bowls of nibbles sat here and there on every convenient flat surfaces. In the centre of the room stood a massive table covered with a deep red cloth, bright with the light of many tall candles.
Folding his arms, Genie looked around the room and smiled, given the fact he still really had no idea what it all was about it actually looked pretty good. He was just about to congratulate himself - and of course his trusted buddy who had displayed a surprising & unexpected knowledge of the finer point of table decor and how to make peacocks from paper napkins - when there was a loud clattering sound from the kitchen behind him together with what sounded like a muffled curse.
Genie stuck his head around the door and looked at his friend wide-eyed. "Uh, y'know you're supposed to be mashing it not trashing it. D' ya want me to zap up another while you maybe baste the turkey with those butterfingers?" The sudden *ting* of the elevator interrupted his mocking and poking his friend urgently in the chest he grinned and began ushering his towards the door. "C'mon, c'mon, get that gravy off your face and stick on a smile instead 'cos we have guests to welcome!"