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

[busy_fists]

Ten paces it is. Choose your weapon!

[Dad's going to go with the banana creme pie he's already holding. He waits for John to choose his pie of choice and then starts pacing.]

[con_heir]

[John, being a gentleman, settles for the dignified raspberry. He makes his paces, and upon the tenth, whirls around and hurls his pie with as much force as he can muster!!!]

[busy_fists]

[And Dad whirls around at ten exactly at the same time, heaving his own pie with everything he's got! The two pies pass each other in midair...]

[con_heir]

[...and John is knocked into the nearest wall by the force of the pie.]

Waaaugh!

[busy_fists]

[Dad is hit simultaneously with John's pie, staggering back several steps and falling to one knee. He may be mentally a teenager right now, but his body's still full of all the MANGRIT he's earned over the years. Still, though, he's clearly impressed with John's effort as he wipes the pie from his face and stands up.]

Hey, you all right? C'mon, get up.

[He'll be walking over to offer a hand up after recaptchaloguing the remaining pies.]

[con_heir]

Bah... [John stands up, wiping his face and frowning.] I guess this means I lose, huh? I'll get you someday!

[busy_fists]

Nah, that was a hell of a throw! We'll call it a draw.

[Dad grins, holding up the palm of the hand he didn't use to pull John up.]

See? I was so impressed I didn't even use this just now.

[There's a joybuzzer.]

[con_heir]

[GRR HOW DID HE NOT CHECK FOR THAT]

Well geez, thanks. Hope I didn't embarrass you too much in front of your ladyfriend. She is your ladyfriend, right?

[busy_fists]

[Nanna didn't raise no fool.]

Roxy? Yeah, she's a real groovy chick.

[Oh god, teenage!Dad and his horrible outdated slang.]

[con_heir]

"Groovy chick"? [oh god.] Dad please tell me you aren't picking up the local slang here.

[busy_fists]

Don't be such a square, John. This is how I always talk.

[con_heir]

I am not even remotely square-shaped! Also who even says that anymore.

[busy_fists]

Like I said, I always talk that way.