Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26210095-20151125153109/@comment-26084195-20151126071935

"I've never been to a Thanksgiving before. Rhea!"

"What?"

"What's a potluck?"

"How am I supposed to know?"

"Alright, well... do you know any Thanksgiving etiquette?"

"Any what etiquette?"

"Thanksgiving. It's a custom on Terra, where they have a feast celebrating the help given to them by the Native Americans."

"Who they then proceeded to drive off their homeland or just slaughter wholesale."

"Yeah, it doesn't make any sense."

"Who all is coming?"

"Oh, loads of people. All sorts of species, factions, and mindsets."

"My advice is don't go."

"What? But Glosur and Edacnik will be there!"

"Look, every time you get all sorts of people, especially the kinds of people you're referring to, into a situation like this, it always ends in conflict! Food will be flying everywhere soon enough, and you know you'll inevitably be hit by the gravy."

"You make a good point."

"Look, just have a messenger send them a few pies and a note saying you're fighting Him or something."

"Good idea. I'll bake and send a few Enderberry pies. Wait... can non-Endermen ingest those?"

"I don't know, no one ever tried."

"Best be on the safe side. Hey, Rick!"

"What?"

"What kind of pie do regular people like?"

"In my experience? Peach."

"Where can I find peach pie?"

"There's a pretty nice bakery in the Red City that sells the stuff."

"Thanks!"

A short while later, at the potluck...

There's a knocking on the door. When you open it, there's a stack of three peach pies, with a note atop.

"Sorry I couldn't be there. Herobrine's ruining my fun. Maybe I'll be able to meet with you guys later.

-Eureka Enderborn"