MAKE ME HAPPY / potluck preparation

[daniel]

Danny hadn’t been anywhere near the flyers to the get the picture of what Goldie was up to, which was probably a good thing. He couldn’t really read...that well, and if he had been outside and picked up on what was going on, he would’ve bailed and failed his own mission of trying to be more social. Not because he wanted to fail, but realistically he would have. Nah, he’d been upstairs listening to the commotion while organizing the few rocks he found worthy to take back by size.

Stepping down the stairs behind Keona, although much slower, the kid stopped halfway and looked over at what was going on. He looked down at the bottom of the steps, then at the fireplace, deciding he would just lay down on the steps, not moving back up but not going down either. Partially because he didn’t want to get in the way and mess something up, and also partially because that was one large bird, and he may or may not have been a little scared of Derya.

Marianas seemed excited, but anxiety began to gnaw at him suddenly. Parties meant a lot of people in one place, right? And he thought meetings were bad. ”Party? For, um....for what?” His voice cracked, and Danny immediately put a black paw on top of his snout to keep his mouth shut.

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