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WHO: Friends and family of Andromeda Tonks.
WHERE: House (H)Tonksgood
WHEN: Tuesday, January 17th, 7pm (or roundabouts)
WARNINGS: I'll let you know!
SUMMARY: It is Andromeda's birthday. Tonks is going to throw her mother a party.
FORMAT: consonants and vowels.

[ It is her mother's birthday. In lieu of something extravagant for a gift, Tonks has opted to have a dinner instead. Her friends have been invited.

Being a thoughtful and considerate daughter, Tonks is not making her mother cook. She is taking care of the food and the desert! No, no. Don't panic. Tonks isn't cooking. Her fingers work! She hasn't lost her voice. It's pizza for dinner!

The dinning room table is covered with an assortment of different pizzas. There's thin crust. There's handtossed. There's a pizza with everything, there's a pizza with just cheese. There are some sides such as crisps and vegetables for dipping.

For desert, there's a chocolate cake sitting on a buffet. It's iced with a gooey, chocolate fudge frosting. There are loads of candles stuck in the top, too many to possibly represent Andromeda's real age but too few to set the place on fire. If chocolate cake doesn't appeal to you, there are vanilla cupcakes with yellow frosting. Plus, there's ice cream. Drinks are varied.

And because Tonks is such a considerate daughter, there will be no cleaning up! It's plastic utensils along with paper cups and plates for all! They're yellow. They match the yellow and orange birthday decorations that adorn the interior.

Come one. Come all. It's a pizza party. ]

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The Gift Table

[fliesacomet260.livejournal.com]

[ There's a long and narrow table sitting by the front door. A large 'Happy Birthday Andromeda!' signs sits on it along with yellow and purple birthday hats. Two gifts are already present on the table. ]

Gentle nudge to Nymphadora!

[andromynous]

[You'd better believe that Andromeda is trying to casually side-eye that table without anyone figuring her out. She is wearing a purple party hat, though.]

[fliesacomet260.livejournal.com]

[ Tonks knows what you're doing Andromeda if only because she does the very same thing. ]

You have to wait!

[ What did Tonks get her mother? The two photographs that Ron gave her (http://capeandcowllogs.livejournal.com/1832061.html?thread=68183933#t68183933) have been framed. They're wrapped. Tonks also got her mum a sheer purple scarf with silver-threads shot through. ]

[andromynous]

[She considers 'but it's my birthdaaaay', but refrains.]

Do I, now? Well, if you say so.

[She grins.]

Everything is lovely, dear. Thank you.

[fliesacomet260.livejournal.com]

Yes, you do.

[ Tonks grins back. ]

I thought of everything. Did you see the forks? They're made of plastic. We can just throw them away. Isn't that clever?

[andromynous]

No clean-up. Now I know it's a well-planned party.

[Andromeda wraps her arms around her daughter in a quick hug.]

I hope you didn't strain yourself too much.

[fliesacomet260.livejournal.com]

I am a considerate and thoughtful daughter.

[ Hug time is a go! ]

It was touch and go with all of the pizza boxes but I managed.

[andromynous]

I have to say, I'm impressed.

[She loves her daughter, but she is a tad clumsy at times, okay!]

[fliesacomet260.livejournal.com]

You should be! Wait until you see your cake. Now that was difficult, getting all of the candles to fit.

[andromynous]

And just how old did you tell everyone I was turning, if that's the case?

Or is it a fairy cake?