6th Hat

[busy_fists]

[Well, anyone who knows Dad probably saw this coming a mile away.  Delicious chocolate-based baked goods?  Yes please.  He bought a big heaping helping from some of the drone kids that morning, and can be found in several places in Mayfield suffering the band candy's effects during the events of the weekend.]

[Action; around Mayfield]

[Being the grandson of a legendary prankster himself, Dad has always had a certain affinity for jokes, gags, japes, and shenanigans, going back even further than trying to please his son John by filling the house with harlequins.  In fact, one could say he was even more serious about this hobby in the carefree days of his youth.  Back when clowning seemed like a pretty attractive and realistic long-term career aspiration.  Watch out, citizens of Mayfield, there's a prankster on the loose!

So today, all throughout town, Dad can be found looking much like this, except with the addition of a jester's cap in place of his normal hat.  He's playing all sorts of practical jokes on anyone and everyone he can find.  Besides throwing a lot of pies, this also includes just about every silly Looney Tunes style prank you could imagine - buckets of water perched on doorways, ringing doorbells and hiding in the bushes, lighting smoke bombs and putting them in peoples' mailboxes, replacing their doorbells with the prank kind that shoot water... all that sort of thing.]

[Action; Achewood Bakery]

[Later on in the day, Dad decides to actually show up for work.  And it looks like he's brought someone with him.  He'll still be doing his job... more or less.  You're just going to have to get past the fact that the two of them are spending most of the day making out on top of the bakery counter.  Oh, and anyone who orders cookies?  Regardless of how hot and heavy things are getting on the counter, Dad finds the time to pull a pie seemingly out of nowhere and throw it in your face.  Pies and cakes are superior to cookies - geez, everyone knows that.]

((OOC: Anyone who picks the bakery prompt may get tags from either Dad, Mom, or both.))

Comments

Action - Bakery. Implied pie throwing from before alright?

[originalnumber]

Astral hasn't been to the Bakery yet, but it was on the list of places to check- especially since he is quickly finding that things that taste good tend to be baked.

Or so it seems.

...There seems to be something on his face though.

Sure

[busy_fists]

[Well, since he hasn't said anything yet, Dad is going to continue attending to his pre-existing business up here on the counter.]

-yessss-

[originalnumber]

AHH-

He recognizes you! "AH-" And is now regretting coming in.

"...You threw a pie at me earlier!"

...Oh that's CREAM on his face..!

[busy_fists]

[Ah, damn. A customer.]

Free sample. What'd you think?

1/2

[con_heir]

[Here John was just minding his own business when suddenly PIE OF FUCKING NOWHERE. In retrospect, it was his own fault for letting his guard down. But two can play at this game, old man! John immediately went out and purchased some pies of his own, and set about hunting down his father intent on revenge.

His first stop: the Achewood Bakery, Dad's personal armory. John kicks open the door, fully intent on delivering delicious baked retribution...]

2/2

[con_heir]

[...and sees his Dad and Rose's Mom on the bakery counter, tongue-wrasslin'.]

Oh fuck!

Mom's going to tag in after this, then we can go John -> Dad -> Mom ^^v

[busy_fists]

[And without even trying, Dad has once again added some points to his Prankster's Gambit. Recognizing the voice, he stops what he's doing and turns to look over at John.]

Hey, John. Still hungry?

[His hand darts into his pocket, uncaptchaloguing a delicious-looking banana creme pie and casually tossing it into the air once or twice, still reclining on the counter.]

[pinkscarflady]

[Does it help that Mom is wearing a wizard hat? No, it probably doesn't...]

Awww, did he come back for second helping? Should I step off and let you boys have it out?

[She reaches for the bottle of gin on the counter and settles in for the show.]

Action - around Mayfield

[ooeeooahah]

[ How the heck did he get the bucket of water rigged over the front door? At least Ilsa was able to dodge the bucket itself, if not the water. ]

'da'ell?!?!

[ Casually dressed for the day, Ilsa is soaked from head to waist. ]

[busy_fists]

Hahaha! Pretty good one, right?

[And here's Dad in his jester's cap, laughing.]

[ooeeooahah]

[ Ilsa focuses on the joker, speaking as dryly as an unexpected contestant in a wet t-shirt contest can manage. ]

Oh, that's brilliant.

[ She snaps her fingers. ]

Your shoelaces are on fire.

[ The joker is now a smoker. ]

[busy_fists]

Hey, whoa!

[Dad dances around on the lawn a bit before jumping into a pile of mostly-melted snow to put them out. Even this doesn't seem to have dampened his mood much, though.]

Looks like the joke's on me, huh?

[Action; around Mayfield]

[adoramoe]

[That is one colorful hat, good sir! Hope you don't mind this little girl following you.]

[busy_fists]

Hey kid, you want to see a magic trick?

[adoramoe]

[Magic? She would love that!]

Ohh...sure, mister!

[Because nothing can't go wrong if she wants to, right]

[busy_fists]

Here, smell my flower.

[He's got one pinned to his shirt.]

around mayfield

[acuity]

[ innocently on her way home from scho--wait isn't that neighbor with the fake mustache Mr. Egbert...??? she waves a little hesitantly, wondering if she's got the wrong person. ]

[busy_fists]

Hey Platina, think fast!

[He turns around and hurls a pie in her general direction.]

[acuity]

[ nnnot the face!! she raises her hands to cover her head and gets pie all over them. well... that works too! ]

Wh... what...?!

action, around mayfield

[godaime]

[ She was only to pop in the bakery for a quick second. It was just to get a sweet pastry to eat. She always loved getting a croissant and then putting some sugar and chocolate sauce on it. So she figured she'd indulge herself today.

Unfortunately, that indulgence quickly took a turn for the worst when the top of the sugar contained fell off with a pile of sugar cascading out afterwards. With her croissant thoroughly buried, Tsunade starts to dust it off. ]

Son of a-!

[busy_fists]

[Dad stifles a laugh on the other side of the room.]

Hey, want some croissant with your sugar, Tsunade?

[godaime]

[ She's trying her best to maintain composure, though she has a pretty irritated looking poker face. ]

That'd be lovely. Were you the genius behind this? [ Using the term genius oh so sarcastically ]

[solarhussyalert]

[Lym knew better than to let Miakis cook so she had taken it to get some bread from the bakery today, but walking in and seeing what she did, she just flailed.]

BY THE TRUE RUNES! DON'T DO THAT HERE!

[busy_fists]

It's fine if I give people cake or pie when they want it, right? I'm still doing my job!

[solarhussyalert]

But! But! But!

[She flails, a lot, a WHOLE lot]

THOSE ARE THINGS YOU DO WHERE NO ONE CAN WATCH!

[Then the cake and pie lines went through but there was a slight disconnect.]

And I need loafs of BREAD! Not cake or pie! That's BAD for dinner!