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Thanks to Mitch and his murderous pitches, I was uncomfortably close to coming into Father's Day fatherless. For this reason, I (the favorite child) am especially thankful that I am able to wish the man, the myth, and the legend the very happiest of Father's Days.

Dad

Unless you're angling for mascot, you better retire from softball, too. Hang up those cleats!

Poe, Bell, Lincoln

Family dinner at the diner, just the six of us? We'll let mom and dad hang out front and moon anyone who tries the door while we cook them something somewhere between good and masterful.

Amita

Hey, it's my star player. I bet you're exhausted today, running circles around Bat Our Shitty Bones To Splinters Please like you were.

Sunglasses, sunscreen, and bug spray this weekend, softball players and spectators. Don't forget.

Gus Arquette, Marceline Cox, Elliot Haham, Amita Haham, Hugo Hayes, Woodrow Mayfair, Lincoln Mayfair, Lacey Morris, Tony Troy, Raf Valdez, Blaze Wolfe, Eddie Wolfe, Rhett Wyatt

Congratulations, you made the dream team. I realize we're not going to become a finely tuned machine in three days, I just need to see that everybody's oiled their hinges at least once before showtime. I'll be hosting practice Thursday and Friday nights. There's no acceptable reason not to make at least one of these practices. Let me know which day(s) I can expect you. Tentatively, I'm planning to start practices around six.

What are your strengths? Your weaknesses? Applicable skills? Preferred positions? Do we have any thoughts on our team colors? We might be a motley crew but hey, so were the Spice Girls.

EDIT: Hugo Hayes is the Dream Team's assistant coach. Talk to him if mornings work better for you or if you're particularly shitty rusty.

Eva Marple

I want you on my softball team.

(ooc: after this)

Upon hearing the gossip that she herself was the captor of the third Mayweather peacock, Kennedy can be seen wearing a peacock feather in her hair at the diner today. Though she normally hangs around back to avoid the customers, she's spending an uncharacteristic amount of time out front. Suspicious, VOLUNTEER asks where Kennedy acquired such a feather and Kennedy delivers her response, "I found it," with a most ambiguous wink.

Having thoroughly convinced herself that JJ Mayweather was the one who tampered with Mitzi's generator, Kennedy comes rolling into the police station like a storm herself. Officer TONY TROY is the one to officially hear her out but everyone in the vicinity is forced by the volume of her voice to hear her out, too. Of course it was JJ! You want proof? He's a Mayweather and he's a conniving little bastard, this is totally right up his alley. Who else would do it? There is a heart and a storm cloud carved into the damn thing! Is that not proof enough? Are you aware of how often JJ harrassed Lincoln when he was a student of his? She'd like the generator dusted for prints and JJ strung up by his toes, please. If you can't do that then at least scare the kid. There's free breakfast in it for you if he cries.

LOCHAN MADAN, upon overhearing all of this, asks Kennedy what makes her so sure it had to have been JJ. Instead of a real answer, they're treated to a recitation of a literal 200 years worth of Mayweathers fucking with Mayfairs. To hear Kennedy tell it, the Mayfairs come off like a family line of noble kittens who NEVER ONCE struck first or acted in retaliation. Any local worth their salt would know better - the Mayfairs and Mayweathers have both been actively and equally antagonistic toward one another for many generations.

If you were planning on braving the storm to treat yourself to Mitzi's homegrown waffles I'm sorry to say you'll be disappointed. I would've closed up even if the generator wasn't on the fritz but I don't want anyone to be fooled by the cars in the parking lot. We are closed. Don't get excited. Some of us are just waiting out the worst of it.

JJ Mayweather

You little shit, when I get my hands on you you'll wish you were nev Do you have any idea how much money

WHO: Lincoln & Kennedy Mayfair
WHAT: Sibling bickering :| PROMPT: A log at mom and pop’s/Write with family.
WHEN: Early evening, earlier this week.
WHERE: Mitzi’s Diner.
RATING: Low, light swearing.
WARNINGS: None

( Since when was length of time at a place of employment a factor in whether or not someone was a joke? Asshole.  )

WHO: Woodrow and Kennedy Mayfair.
WHEN: Spans seventeen years.
WHERE: Several!
SUMMARY: Woodrow Mayfair is the best worst dad ever.
WARNINGS: Very small hint of drug dependency.

( And if you find yourself struggling with student loans, it’s better to file for bankruptcy early. )

( instagram update )

The entire draw of the Mitzi's World Famous Homemade Waffle Cone booth is the world famous homemade waffle cone. If you want something other than vanilla or chocolate ice cream then you could always go pick up some Ben and Jerry's. Sprinkles are available in both rainbow and dark as my soul chocolate varieties if you really need to dress it up. Our ice cream comes from local farms and it's probably great.

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