Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26208189-20150608002416/@comment-11163511-20150610155154

Skipper's pie landed on poor Horace, whom went to the balcony to grab the laundry he was drying on it. The good news was his laundry didn't get wet. The bad news was he was covered in lemon custard.

"Watch it!" shouted the horse boy."It's not funny, ok, it's not funny when I could have had to wash all my clothes again." Horace was really steamed.

"But it wasn't for you, it's for somebody else, not as a prank, though Sorry for being so careless." replied Skipper.

"Say, maybe you wanna join me? Maybe just to deliver this batch of pies if you don't like to stay for the party."Skipper also suggested.

"What party?" Horace asked, since he didn't want to be awkward going.

"It's Pirouette's, if you know her."

"The next paper ballerina? I've heard of her, but I've never really met her. Friend of yours, Skips?"

"No, but she's a member of the same dance club I'm in. I've never met her, either. Saw her name on the member list. It's nice of her to invite everyone at school. I don't suppose you have one? And has Nate got up yet?"

"Yeah, but I kinda feel awkward being there. As for Nate, he's still enjoying his beauty sleep."

"Don't worry, I'm sure she'll welcome you. Otherwise, why'd she invite everyone? Just leave Nate there, he'll be fine."