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“Why am I here?” Tutor said loudly before a cough from Yo on his right reminded him to cross his legs, lest his gladiator costume become too revealing. “Better yet, why am I wearing this?”
“Because P’Fight wanted you to wear a couples costume!” Pete said as he flit from one wall to the next, sticking up orange pumpkin cutouts on them, his bunny ear headband bobbling along with him. Ae followed behind to carry the box for Pete, his puppy ear headband being the only part of his costume he consented to wear. “And you refused to just be normal Romans. And he gave you the puppy eyes! And promised to-”
“Not. One. More. Word.” Tutor said as he glared at Pete. “And don’t pretend you can talk to me that way.”
Pete pouted, his bottom lip wobbling and looking far too familiar and yet unfamiliar for Tutor’s tastes. Especially with the whiskers drawn in eyeliner on his cheeks. “Tooorrrrrr!” Ae looked back and forth between the twins, unsure of how to pitch in to Pete’s efforts.
Tutor sighed. “Don’t use that face on me! It’s so weird to see my face pouting like that.” Tutor scrubbed at his face. “I swear it doesn’t look like that when I pout.”
“You’ll get used to it,” Yo said as he wandered past in a perfect replica of Luffy’s normal pirate wear, another box of decorations in his arms. “We’ll bring you up to speed soon enough.”
“Just put me back where you found me,” Tutor said before tilting his head back to stare at the ceiling where the Wild Doctors, with Pha dressed as Roanora Zoro, Kit as Sanji, and Beam as Brook, had just finished hanging lights from the Panitchayasawad mansion living room ceiling. “I don’t want to be caught up anymore. And do you always throw parties this big?”
“Panitchaysawad family tradition,” Ming said as he walked in with a massive bushel full of brightly colored, full size candy packages. His smile was obvious under his large hat with antlers to mimic Chopper and his arms were also on full display, having chosen to go topless. Forth was not far behind, dressed as Jimbei, with bottles of liquor in his arms. “What ever parties Yo wants, Yo gets.”
“Because I’m not allowed to have a pirate ship,” Yo said as he started to drag in an amp. Zon, dressed as Finn, was not far behind with another. Saifah, dressed as Poe Dameron, stood on the makeshift stage, tuning his guitar. “Really, letting me host crazy parties is more expensive than just buying me the ship. I don’t know how dad is on top of his finances like this.”
Tutor wisely said nothing and simply snatched a pack of Twizzlers off the top of the bushel as Ming laughed and Forth shook his head while setting up the drinks table. Ming placed his bushel as Pharm, dressed as the Swedish Chef, indicated on his curated snack table. Dean dutifully arranged Pharm’s cookies on a platter, as well befitting his costume as Cookie Monster. Somewhere, under the table, Win and Team squabbled over packages of chips, not sounding dissimilar from conversations between Bunsen and Beaker, their costumes.
“Saifah, have you heard from Sarawat yet?” Yo said as he plugged the final amp in.
Saifah paused to check his phone. “He said he was on his way with Tine not too long ago. They’re staying with Tine’s family in Bangkok for the weekend, so it shouldn’t be long before they get here.”
“Any news on P’Arthit and Kong?” Zon asked as he handed Saifah a bottle of water.
“They’re on their way too,” Ming said, putting away his phone. “Kong sent a picture of their costumes. Gundam Wing theme.”
Yo blinked and took a look at his phone. “How he got P’Arthit to agree to wear those shorts, I’ll never understand.”
“We’re here!” Can shouted as he threw his arms up, nearly losing his Freddy Kruger glove.
“Yaaaaay.” Tin walked in behind Can, the plain white of his Jason hockey mask hiding what was bound to be a blank expression. “Don’t eat all the candy before everyone gets here.”
“But we saw more candy out back!” Tin only tilted his head. “Okay fine, I’ll wait until our other new friends get here. Duen is a riot when he’s sugar high and drunk.”
Tin moved to pinch his nose and stopped when he remembered his mask. “I’ll warn P’Bohn.” A beat. “Or maybe Ram is the one I need to warn.”
“What? Why would you warn Ai Ram?” Can used a single knife nail on his glove to scratch his head. “Isn’t P’King the one who-”
“Oh no...” Yo looked up from his phone. “WHO TOLD P’KHAI ABOUT TONIGHT’S PARTY?!” Yo bolted for the door. “HE’S GETTING IN HERE OVER MY DEAD BODY.”
Tutor looked to Pete who shrugged as Fighter plopped himself down next to Tutor on the couch. “Old grudges die hard. I told P’Khai he shouldn’t have done that to Yo’s One Piece DVDs.” Pete blinked. “Maybe P’Third will be able to persuade Yo to let P’Khai live this one time.” Ae put his arm around Pete’s waist.
“Don’t you think there are enough people here?” Ae asked.
“Oh! There’s also Solo and P’Guitar, I should see if Yo texted them,” Pete said before wandering off while Ae groaned.
“Hey... Why is P’Phubodin yelling at me in the chat?” Forth said as he opened a bottle of beer. “Something about P’Kao being upset he didn’t get an invite? N’Yo, did you-”
“SHIT! DO NOT TELL HIM I FORGOT TO TEXT THEM BOTH.”