Chryse's Treehouse B-day BASH!!
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Rae had told her were to find those cool lights she had put up in the Roof Garden. Sunny hung them all over the ceiling. It looked like the stars had come down, just for Chryse’s birthday. Sunny even hung the mirrored disco ball in the center of the room. It sent reflections of the lights all over the place. She then set up the food tables. She had plenty of food. Most of it was Chryse’s favorite foods. She set up a table with POD (and a sign, warning all elf type people to stay away) and POD brownies (with a sign warning all elf type people not to eat to many of them…they can make elves grow to large, if Sunny’s not mistaken). She then got the DJ station set up. She had no idea who would be DJ'ing this party…but she was sure that once people started showing up…someone would take over the duty. </div> <bR> <div> “Now all that’s missing is the cake.” Sunny said. She ‘ported herself to the kitchen and got busy making a cake for Chryse. KaraS walked into the kitchen </div> <div> “I heard noise. What’s going on?” KaraS asked. </div> <div> “I’m making a cake for Chryse’s birthday party.” Sunny replied…. covered in flour, sugar and butter. Sunny is not the neatest baker in the world. </div> <div> “Can I help?” KaraS asked. </div> <div> “Sure, can you make the icing?” Sunny asked…as she poured the cake batter into pans. Then she put them into one of the IQ ovens, cause she knew it would bake the cakes in half the time. </div> <div> “Yeah, I think I can handle that.” KaraS said putting on an apron. </div> <div> “Thanks.” Sunny said, getting the first few cakes out of the oven. </div> <div> “How many are you making?” Kara asked when she saw ten cakes on the table, being cooled by an IQ fan. </div> <div> “Just two, five layer cakes. We have a lot of Scoobs and Scapers that will be coming to this party…we can’t run out of cake.” Sunny said as she started frosting the cakes and putting them together. </div> <div> “Um, Sunny, I don’t mean to bother you…but why are all those cakes psycadalic?” Kara asked, suddenly noticing that the icing she was making was also psycadelic. </div> <div> “Well, when I was a kid…before…anyway…my mom always made me a psycadelic cake for my birthday. I thought Chryse would like it.” Sunny offered. </div> <div> “If you say so. Seems a bit weird to me.” KaraS stated as she and Sunny finished the last cake. </div> <div> “This coming from the woman who gave me a drink that turned me all shades and finally ending on paisley?” Sunny laughed. She and KaraS carried the cakes to the main room of the Treehouse. </div> <div> *Sunny, she’s coming…she could smell the cakes. * Jila and Rae said simultaneously. </div> <div> Sunny managed to ‘port most of the Scoobs to the room before Chryse could reach the room </div> <div> “Whoa! Sunny, warn a body before you do that!” Ragnar bellowed as he landed on a papasan chair. </div> <div> “Shhhhh, let’s surprise her when she comes in.” Sunny said, as she made the lights go out. </div> <bR> <div> SURPRISE!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHYRSE! </div> <bR> <bR> <div> Chryse, dear one, I hope you have the best frellin’ birthday! May you continue to be surrounded by those who love you. May you continue to know joy and peace. Love ya! </div> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>KaraS</U><B> -- Dayglow cakes!</B></div> <bR> <div> They go really well with the disco ball. </div> <bR> <div> While everybody else is watching the door, waiting for Chryse, Kara spiked the punch with her special... well, better not give secrets away. The punch started to roil and steam but quieted back down fairly quickly, hopefully before anybody noticed. </div> <bR> <div> THIS party is going to be fun! </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Chryse74</U><B> -- oh wow!</B></div> <bR> <div> This is really great! </div> <bR> <div> (((((((((((((((((((Sunny)))))))))))))))))) </div> <bR> <div> Everything looks awesome Sunny! Thanks! Look at those cakes? Are you intending to feed an army? LOL </div> <bR> <div> ((((((((((((((((((Scoobs))))))))))))))))))) </div> <bR> <div> how could I not have a great birthday with you guys as friends? </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>kayde</U><B> -- Happy Birthday!!!</B></div> <bR> <div> (((((Chryse))))) Kay yelled, grabbing Chryse for a big hug. </div> <div> "Hope you have a great birthday and a very great year ahead!" </div> <bR> <div> "Thanks Kay," Chryse said grinning and hugging her back. </div> <bR> <div> Kay shivered slightly. "Well, one thing we didn't think of, is that this is going into the too cold for the treehouse season." she said rubbing her arms. </div> <bR> <div> "Oh no, that is so not true!" said Twig prancing around one of the light fixtures above their head, and smirking with her secret. "Spy and me, Welllll........mostly me" fixed that up this time. Check this out!" And, she flew over to one of the walls that had what looked like a big cupboard in the middle of it. Sliding the doors back, she revealed a beautiful oak fireplace, with logs allready in it, ready to be lit. </div> <bR> <div> "Cool!" said Kay and Chryse at the same time. Jila grinned, and pulled a fireplace lighter off the mantle and lit the logs. Soon, there was a bright cheerful fire going in their beloved treehouse. </div> <bR> <div> Caster came in to see the treehouse that Kay had told him about so excitedly. Walking up to Chryse he took her hand and kissed it, wishing her a very happy birthday. </div> <bR> <div> Smiling and sighing contentedly, Kay went up to the table and took a glass of punch. "Mmmmmmm.......great stuff", </div> <div> but, not long after she took her first few sips, she started feeling a bit funny. Everyone started looking a bit funny too......or wait, was that her? </div> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>nean007</U><B> -- Nean slowly climbed up the treehouse</B></div> <bR> <div> ladder, hoping she wouldn't drop the case of Mike's Hard Lemonade she had balanced on one arm. "Please don't let me drop this," she silently prayed. As she opened the door to the treehouse, she gently put the case down and shook out her tired arm. </div> <bR> <div> "Hey Nean," yelled Rae from across the room. "Glad you could make it. Why weren't you at the Halloween Party?" </div> <bR> <div> "RL got in the way," replied Nean. "Sorry I missed it. Sounds like it was a blast." </div> <bR> <div> "Yeah, a few of us are still a little hungover." </div> <bR> <div> "Wow. That's some party. Hey, this place is really cool. Sunny, you did a great job on the decorations." </div> <bR> <div> Nean walked over to Chryse and pulled a tiny box tied with wrappings and a bow from her coat pocket. "Happy Birthday, Chryse." </div> <bR> <div> "What's this?" asked Chryse. </div> <bR> <div> "You'll just have to open it and find out," replied Nean. </div> <bR> <div> With a big grin on her face, Chryse took the tiny box and slowly opened it. When she looked inside, all she could see were tiny bits of light that formed the word Hug. "Go ahead and grab the word. When you take it out of the box, throw it on the floor," instructed Nean. </div> <bR> <div> "Are you sure?" asked Chryse. </div> <bR> <div> "Yep." </div> <bR> <div> The other Scoobs had all gathered around the pair, curious as to what could be in such a small box. They took a few steps back as Chryse pulled the light/word that glowed even brighter out of the box. </div> <bR> <div> Kayde leaned over the Nean and whispered, "You're sure she's not going to blow the place up? We just got it put back together." </div> <bR> <div> "I'm sure," Nean replied, a big grin on her face. </div> <bR> <div> Chryse looked once more at Nean then raised her hand up high over her head. She threw the light/word onto the floor. With the sound of bells tinging gently, the light slowly expanded from a little ball into a large mass, as tall as a person. </div> <bR> <div> "HEy what the frell--" exclaimed Rae. </div> <bR> <div> "It okay everybody. It's not going to hurt you." </div> <bR> <div> Chryse stood there as the mass of light slowly engulfed her. "It feels like a warm glittery blanket. And it's hugging me!" she exclaimed with a delighted squeal. </div> <bR> <div> "Whenever you need a hug, just open the box and another one will be in its place. Happy Birthday, Chryse." </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>kayde</U><B> -- What</B></div> <bR> <div> "an extremely cool gift!" Kay said, grinning Nean. "Hmmm.. </div> <div> I wonder if they have those that say back and neck massage on them after the hug. hehe." </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>RagnarRB</U><B> -- Not knowing what was going on</B></div> <bR> <div> , a common occurance these days, Ragnar entered the treehouse just in time to see a bright light engulf encase Chryse and to hear he squeal. </div> <bR> <div> *Not again.... </div> <bR> <div> "Chryse!" </div> <bR> <div> He rushed foreward with memories of past disasters flashing thru his mind. But how do you save someone from a punishing light? </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>JilaCosa</U><B> -- “Rag, calm down!”</B></div> <bR> <div> Jila and Rae laughed and each grabbed one of Ragnar's arms as he tried to push between the two to "save" Chryse. </div> <bR> <div> "It's just a hug." Jila grinned seeing the concern written all over the big Viking's face. </div> <bR> <div> "It was a present from Nean." Rae patted Ragnar's arm. "Isn't it great?" </div> <bR> <div> "hmmm, yeah, great." Ragnar frowned and sat down in one of the papasan chairs. </div> <bR> <div> In a few moments Pandora arrived carrying a small (medium for Pandora) box in her claws. Jila hoped that Chryse would like it. Inside the box was a gift certificate for a weekend on Fantasy Island for Chryse, and BadMagumbo if she wanted to take him along, with another gift certificate for transportation to Fantasy Island provided by Geradan. Jila had negotiated fairly well with Mr. Roarke, she thought. The price wasn't terribly high, just a couple of weeks of work on Fantasy Island, but it was worth it if Chryse had a good time. </div> <bR> <div> "Put it over there on the table with the other presents." Jila told Pandora. The fire-lizard flew slowly to the table and placed it as gently as she could among the other beautifully wrapped presents. </div> <bR> <div> "You mean there's a never-ending supply of hugs in this box?" Chryse asked with amazement. </div> <bR> <div> "Exactly" nean said as she opened the box and showed Chryse the next hug that waited to be used. </div> <bR> <div> "Incredible!" Chryse said as the hug dissipated. "Thank you so much Nean!" </div> <bR> <div> "Happy Birthday Chryse!" Jila said as she walked over to Chryse' left hand side and gave her friend a Big birthday hug. Then she whispered to Chryse about how Ragnar thought she was in trouble.... again and tried to save her. Chryse giggled quietly and then walked over to Ragnar to give him a hug. </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Spyral</U><B> -- After getting cleaned up from</B></div> <bR> <div> the rebuilding job on the TreeHouse, the angel and Twig the Whysp 'port into the center of the bash, and the assembled crowd of Scapers. </div> <bR> <div> "Happy Birthday Chryse", Spyral says handing off to Chryse a bouquet of Chameleon roses. "They change colors with your mood." </div> <bR> <div> "And this is for later, when you open the others," Twig says, handing Chryse a large present that it is a wonder the small Whysp could have possibly handled. </div> <bR> <div> "So what's an angel gotta do to get a dance with a pretty lady around here anyway?" Spyral asks, helpign himself to a glass of punch. </div> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Sun Aeryn</U><B> -- No one seemed to notice that Sunny</B></div> <bR> <div> wasn't around. She had over done it, with getting settled into her new, warmer, sunnier digs and setting up the party for Chryse. She had left the main room...by climbing out one of the hammock windows and curled up in the hammock and promtly fell asleep. </div> <bR> <div> "Hey, anyone seen Sunny? I want her to try the punch." Kara asked...looking around for Sunny. </div> <div> "I thought she was here." Nean said...helping Kara look. </div> <div> Spyral and Chryse were dancing, Jila was fussing over the presents, making sure they were stacked just right...and that Chryse's hug in a box wasn't getting over used. </div> <bR> <div> Ragnar started wandering around the room...he noticed the hammock, rather HIS hammock gently swaying. There was no breeze to make it do that. He walked over to the window, "I've found her." he tried to whisper </div> <div> Sunny woke up when she heard Ragnar's whisper. She sat up...looked around. Ragnar didn't look to pleased. </div> <div> "What's the matter Ragnar? Did I do something wrong?" Sunny asked, trying to climb back in the window...but Ragnar was kind of in the way. </div> <div> "Big guy, wanna scootch a little to one side so I can get in? It's getting chilly out there." Sunny asked as her stomach growled. Ragnar looked at Sunny, "That noise came from you?!" Sunny laughed, "Yea, you didn't think some one my size would have a stomach growl like that did you?" Sunny hadn't eaten anything for most of the day...she had just been too busy. Ragnar finally moved, "You were sleeping in my hammock." was all he said as Sunny came in the window. </div> <div> "I'm sorry, I didn't realize they belonged to any one person. I'll try to remember to not use this one again, in the future. Hey, isn't that Rae's coffee cup?" Sunny said, noticing the mug in Ragnar's hands. </div> <bR> <div> "Sunny, come have some punch!" Kara said, walking over to Sunny with a glass of punch in her hands. Sunny just looked at Kara and walked over to the food. </div> <div> "Mmmm, no thanks Kara...I need food, not punch. Besides, have you all noticed how Kay's acting?" Sunny said stuffing some more enchiladas in her mouth. </div> <bR> <div> Kay was running around the main room of the TreeHouse singing "I'm a Little Tea Pot" at the top of her lungs...scary but true....she was beginning to look like a tea pot as well. </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Dabee</U><B> -- Awwww... it is so nice to see</B></div> <bR> <div> the treehouse, the Scoobies, and those gorgeous cakes! </div> <div> Mmmmmmmmm....A big ole (((Birthday Hug))) from the fish and I, hon!!! </div> <bR> <div> Catch you later!! </div> <bR> <div> :) Dabee (Iggy sends sweet little birthday kisses!) </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>KaraS</U><B> -- Stay for the party Dabee</B></div> <bR> <div> You can have a glass of punch. </div> <bR> <div> Heh heh heh. </div> <bR> <div> Ok, Kay had some punch and now she's singing "I'm A Little Tea Pot." </div> <bR> <div> Spy drank some punch. Are those horns and a red tail with an arrow at the end sprouting? I think a new side of our friend is emerging. </div> <bR> <div> Go ahead Dabee, try a glass. Te results are always... interesting. (And your little trout too!) </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>RagnarRB</U><B> -- Ragnar noticed Kara’s innocent grin</B></div> <bR> <div> Yep.... </div> <bR> <div> A little sheepishly he gave Chryse a hug. </div> <bR> <div> "Happy birthday dear." </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Mouse2000</U><B> -- Mouse climbed up the ladder</B></div> <bR> <div> into the new and improved Treehouse and waved. Hi everyone! Where's that birthday girl? </div> <bR> <div> Mouse saw Chryse and gave her a big, big hug. And a little bottle. </div> <bR> <div> "This is for you, your present. I borrowed Rae's lab and made you a POD antidote, so you can enjoy all your POD delights, feel delightful, and no side effects. But be careful, it wears off in 12 hours." </div> <bR> <div> Mouse smiled, and looked around. She saw Ragnar, gave him a big hug too (it's been awhile!) and asked, </div> <bR> <div> "Dance?" </div> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>RagnarRB</U><B> -- Ragnar smiled</B></div> <bR> <div> ,nodding in acceptance, and accepted Mouse's hand for a dance. </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Chryse74</U><B> -- Smiling a huge smile</B></div> <bR> <div> "This is such a great party guys! Thanks soo much!" yelled Chryse as she danced with Spyral. </div> <bR> <div> "glad you are enjoying it!" replied Spyral. </div> <bR> <div> Chryse held the vial of POD antidote in her hands, *I wonder when I should take it? Mouse said it only lasts 12 hours....* "Aw, heck, why not." Chryse downed the Antidote and headed off to get some POD. "I really hope this works" she said as she drank some of the POD down. </div> <bR> <div> "It'll work. I know it will" smiled Mouse. </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Mouse2000</U><B> -- Mouse looks at the jukebox</B></div> <bR> <div> and says, "Wonderful Tonight?" </div> <bR> <div> As the jukebox plays, she dances with Ragnar and hugs him again. "Glad you're back!" </div> <bR> <div> As that song finishes, she looks around at the party people and asks the jukebox for "Everybody Have Fun Tonight!" </div> <bR> <div> They all take to the floor and test it's sturdiness! </div> <bR> <div> ;) Mousey </div> <bR> <div> And Chyrse, that WILL work... as long as you are pure elf... </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>kayde</U><B> -- Kay laughed</B></div> <bR> <div> at the stomping sounds on the floor of the treehouse, as more Scoobs went out to dance. She liked the rythm, and tried to sing "I'm a little teapot" to the beat going on the floor. The darnedest thing was she couldn't get her hands to do anything other than make the handle and spout. Singing merrily, she started at the top of her lungs. (and Castor thought: Oh, no! But, nice lungs!" </div> <bR> <div> "I'm a little teapot, short and stout." Kay sang loudly, turning a circle with her hands high over her head. "Here is my handle," she tossed out her right hip and pasted her balled fist on it firmly. "Here is my spout." She threw her hair back in a big sweeping motion and put her left hand up and as far out to the side as she could reach, cocking her wrist and twiddling her fingers so no one would miss the spout. She grinned and continued. "When I get all steamed up then I shout." She pulled in her spout, but her handle was kinda well pasted to her hip and refused to move, causing a moment's confusion. So she left her handle where she figured it would rather be, and used her left hand to magnify her voice, cupped around the side of her mouth. (Castor didn't think her voice really needed magnifying, but was too preoccupied with Kay's lungs to object - seems he'd had a little of the POD punch as well, and we're not exactly sur just what HE was seeing at this particular moment) "Tip, me over and pour me out!" Kay bent sideways at the waist, throwing her spout hand out again. Apparently, the spout was a tad overweighted, though, because Kay tipped and fell over. </div> <bR> <div> Luckily she had been standing next to the Papasan and managed to land in it in a heap. </div> <bR> <div> Castor, meanwhile had been watching this display intently. As Kay tipped, he went over with her. But he had been standing near the window, and the last anyone saw, or thought they saw was the bottom of his feet as he fell through it. </div> <bR> <div> Castor woke up some time later in a hammock that had been conveniently place under a window. </div> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Mouse2000</U><B> -- Mouse looks at Rae</B></div> <bR> <div> and says, "Better add 'sings *I'm a little teapot* at full volume' to the list of things that might happen if you drink too much POD." </div> <bR> <div> She grins at Kay, and turns her around so she doesn't sleep in a heap and wake up sore. Then Mouse checks over the side to see Castor trying to get out of the hammock. "You might as well stay in there, Kay's asleep, and it's getting late!" </div> <bR> <div> ;) Mousey </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Spyral</U><B> -- “Late? Why Mouse, it’s only</B></div> <bR> <div> 'Dark-Thirty!" the angel protests. He then whirls over to one of the tables, fills a mug with POD, downs it with a gulp and gives a spint that would make a World-Champion figure skater jealous. He whirls so fast that the angel actually lifts off of the ground and floats to the ceiling. As he comes to a halt, he extends his single wing and gently floats to the ground. </div> <bR> <div> "AAAHHHHHHHHH!" Spyral says with satisfaction. "Now THAT'S what I've been needing for a while. Who's up for a dance with an angel?" </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Mouse2000</U><B> -- “Well, since you put it</B></div> <bR> <div> that way, " Mouse replied to Spyral as he returned to the ground, "I'll just have to get a second wind." She strolled over to the POD, took a cup, threw it back like a shot, shook her head, cleared her throat, and yelled at the jukebox, "Angel Eyes?" </div> <bR> <div> "That's your cue, Angel." She smiled danced with the Angel. </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Chryse74</U><B> -- nothing happened</B></div> <bR> <div> "wooohoo! Nothing happened!" yelled Chryse. "I can drink POD!" </div> <bR> <div> "Remember, it's only good for 12 hours!" yelled Mouse from the Dancefloor. </div> <bR> <div> "Woohoo, I remember Mouse!" yelled back Chryse. "Come on Rag, lets dance!" </div> <bR> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>