A Christmas Feast (Finished)

Feruza followed Eka, laughing. "Hey, wait for me!" she yelled, nearly having to run after Eka. It was clear that the Georgian was hell-bent on getting some cake. And who could blame her? A huge, delicious, chocolate cake, sitting in front of them, just waiting to be eaten.

Feruza stood next to Eka, now, and heard her talking to Anastasia. She looked over at the two, and it took a bit for the Uzbek to see the tiny girl. She was minute! Why would a child be at a party for wrestlers? Especially a party for AFW wrestlers! It seemed fishy to Feruza, but she didn't interrupt. Maybe the tiny girl was a child.

In the meantime... "Uh, Ms. Silver? That is your name, yes? Where are plates?" she asked of the buxom hostess.

Silver couldn't believe it. She was the sort who'd feel bad for a week if she saw her friends frown for even a second. And now, according to this tiny figure, a guest had gone the entire duration of her party ignored by her. She'd of try not to show it in front of Anastasia, but 'La-Silver' had just died a little inside.

Luckily, the small girl was quick to switch her focus to the delicious cake now in front of her, rather than the much larger woman before her who was now restraining a sniffle. Before said sniffle could advance further into something reminisce of a whimper, La-Silver was reminded of the hungry masses behind her!

"Oh!" Her sniffle exchanged for a blush, Silver would be quick to portion the miniature slices onto the numerous plates. Without thinking, she'd extend the first one to the first voice that spoke up after Anastasia, before realising it was Julia!

"Hey!" A quick somewhat humorous diversion of the plate away from Julia's hands would lead to Silver playfully sticking out her tongue, her brief moment of sadness completely buried under the smiling faces around her. "You'll spoil the grub!"

With a slight giggle, Silver would playfully nudge her hip to the small gymnast as she turned to deliver the plates in order of who asked. First the white haired beauty who was not only one of the first to the party, but one Silver had yet to share words with. The other in her opposing hand would pass to Sophia, who she was already somewhat confident would be a great new friend when she had but the time to properly talk to her.

"Sure Eka!" Silver would respond quickly to one of the few faces she had met prior to the party, quickly cutting the girl a small slice as she continued her small talk. "Who is your friend you brou-" She would however find herself cut off somewhat awkwardly, as she found the guest she herself had already inadvertently insulted to be a victim of Eka's joke. Blushing, she'd pass the plate to the Georgian beauty, before the 'friend' in question directly spoke to the buxom hostess.

"Oh hai! Yes I'm L...I'm Silver..." The seemingly permanent red-faced hostess would be quicker to correct her name this time, and resist having yet another guest call her LaSilver. "Erm...Right here?" A teeth-baring smile would come across the girls face, as Feruza asked a question she could of answered herself merely by looking down. Handing the nameless girl a plate, she'd finally make the time to pass to pass Miyabi behind her a slice, before setting some to the table for Katherine, and the nameless duo she too had yet to talk to.

"Thanks again Julia!..." A loud thank you that reached across the table was meant something as a suggestion to try and turn the congregations gratuity too to the small gymnast, as she finally gave the girl the seconds she wanted.

Christmas was a time to be merry and giving, but not everything was jolly for the Swedish wrestler. Elsa was feeling a little home sick since all of her family members were in Sweden, and had no one to talk to here in Japan. So in desperate need for some holiday spirit, she would decide to attend a christmas dinner that she had read about from a flyer. Maybe she would be able to find some cheerful faces to raise her christmas spirit.

So heading over to the AFW mess hall where the event was being held, Elsa was already feeling a bit better at the thought of having some nice food and conversations with those already there. She was wearing a blue coat with a white skirt she was regretting due to the chill in the air. Elsa was even wearing a santa hat on her head hoping to seem fun and  festive. She would soon make her way into the building and from right outside the mess hall she could see people were already having fun.

Of course Elsa was a little nervous to just walk in and start talking to all these people she didn’t know, but she came all this way already, why turn back now? So the swede would walk right in and took a quick look around to see who looked the friendliest. Well at first the larger girl with the silver hair looked pretty friendly, but she looked really busy with everything, she must be in charge of the event. Maybe she should just say a quick hello?

“Um…hello there my name is Elsa Karlsson…it's nice to meet you” she would say as she extended her hand politely.

Zoey had been waiting out in the cold for much longer than she was happy with now, and the stares of people passing wasn't making it an easier process. She had heard from her sister about a planned Christmas feast and had the intention of going along with her sister who had just insisted that the two of them dress up as maids. Zoey tried to reject both the idea of going and the idea of dressing up as a maid but her sister said " Zoey we need to go, we don't know anyone here and you are starting to get a bad reputation. you need to fix that "  Zoey being a sucker for her cute sister reluctantly agreed to go through with both of these ideas. going to the party and dressing as a maid.

The worst part was that she was currently holding two bags, one full of vodka, whiskey and dark fruits as well as other alcohols that Zoey's sister had gotten and the other bag was filled to the brim with cans of irn bru. Elisa had totally went overboard with the amount of each she had bought, especially considering that Zoey was the one who had to haul it to the party.

Maid outfit:

But her sister was no-where to be seen and Zoey had just received a text on her phone from her sister telling the blue haired woman to have twice as much fun for the both of them. Zoey was going to kill Elisa when she got home.

Zoey after looking for the mess hall for about an hour had finally found it 10 minutes previous, but she couldn't work up the guts to go in alone dressed like this so she waited until when she saw another person approach and enter the mess hall so she would stealthily follow behind them and try to blend in. As difficult as it was for the blue haired woman wearing a maid costume to blend in she didn't get pointed out or stopped by anyone so she assumed she was in the right place. 

Zoey would follow the woman in front of her towards a silver haired woman until she would hear the person had followed reveal that her name was Elsa and then Zoey would quickly do the same right after hearing her introduction. " H-Hello I'm Zoey " Zoey would say as she smiled at Silver, her hands currently being occupied so she wasn't able to offer a handshake herself.

Just as Silver herself was about to chow down into her own small slice of cake, it appeared two more faces were about to join the festivities!

Putting down her spoon full of cake to greet the two new beauties that from a perspective appeared to have come together, Silvers arms would come up wide as she giddily approached them, completely ignoring the handshake offered by one and instead enveloping both in a tight but soft one armed hug.

"I'm Silver!" Peeling her cheek from either smaller girl, Silvers grin would turn wide as it seemed she had finally mastered the concept of telling others her own name.

"Come! You're just in time for cake!" Grabbing the arm of either girl softly, Silver would gently pull the two new girls in with the rest of the party.

"Awww, who needs grub when you have cake?" Julia asked, somewhat disappointed by the lack of more cake. Seeing the effort that was put into the party however, the gymnast figured the rest of the food must be worth the wait. It wouldn't be pizza, but she was sure it would suffice.

Julia giggled as she saw yet another guest caught by one of Silver's hugs. She was glad she wasn't the only one to be squeezed. Seeing a fellow bluenette make an entrance, they gymnast couldn't hold back her excitement. Right after Zoey was greeted, Julia would approach her and immediately start talking. "Oh my gosh, someone else with blue hair! Glad someone share's my style." She commented with a grin. It soon dawned on her however that she had dyed her hair a different color for the party and she would be quick to fix her mistake. "Well mine's usually blue too anyways."

Manager was leaning against the wall of the entrance to the Christmas Feast when he saw a girl wearing a maid outfit walk down. Raising a brow, he simply lowered his fedora and just watched her walk pass him and enter the mess hall. He immediately recognized the girl as Zoey Hamilton and took out his phone and texted Abigail.

"Hey. Zoey Hamilton just arrived, go meet her. She might be a heel in the ring but a sweet heart outside. That's a lie, she can be rude but say the right stuff and you can become friends with her! You can do it! ," Manager texted as he hit send.

Inside the mess hall, Abigail felt her phone buzz in her blazer's pocket and turned it on to see Manager sent a text. She read it and looked around to see Zoey at the entrance receiving a hug from Lara. Taking a deep breath, Abigail quickly planned out how she could approach the girl. She heard of her before, she can do this. She would slowly make her way to the Scottish girl and greet her.

"H-Hello there Miss Hamilton. My name is Abigail Snow, please to make your acquaintance," Abigail quickly introduced herself with a quick bow before noticing Julia Hiroshi as well, "And a pleasure to make your acquaintance as well Miss Hiroshi."

Feruza hit herself in the forehead for being so blind. "Ugh, I am sorry Ms. Silver! Am so blind." she scolded herself, before grabbing a plate, a fork, a knife, and a generous slice of cake. Feruza wasn't a huge fan of chocolate, to be perfectly honest, but she was a huge fan of cake. So it balanced out. Feruza took a few steps back, and waited for Eka to get her cake before walking away and sitting down somewhere.

"Cake is delicious, Ms. Silver. Thank you for throwing party!" the Uzbek complimented the hostess, after swallowing down a bite or two of the delicious confection. "You are look very nice in dress, I will add."

Elsa thought that the woman she greeted was friendly looking, but she was caught off guard as she was quickly hugged with another girl who was introducing herself, as well. Elsa made sure to hug her back witn one arm as she was squeezed by the woman. And after she peeled herself off Elsa, she revealed her name was Silver with a big smile, and said they were just in time for cake.

"Oh cake sounds great to me Silver! Elsa said happily as she was led with the other girl named Zoey. She seemed nice as well, and the swede would have to type talking to her after having some cake. "I'll just have a small one for now. I don't want to get too full too soon heheh" Elsa would say giggling a bit.

Once she was done being led, Elsa would try getting a plate before she got a thin slice. Another girl was digging into a huge slice already, so the swede was betting it was good. She liked most kinds of cake after all, excluding anything lemon like. Luckily for her it was chocolate and the swede loved chocolate. For now though she'd take a thin piece to start so everyone could get a piece.

Zoey would seem a little bit caught off guard when Silver pulled both her and Elsa in for the hug, offering a slightly faltering smile as she was squished against Silver's body. The bluenette would try to return the hug although she struggled to do so with her small arm, also hugging a little bit lower than Elsa did just because of her height. 

Zoey and the woman she had just joined would then be dragged towards the table, Zoey listening to the conversation and staying quiet for the most part until there seemed to be a lull after after Elsa accepted the cake. " Sure, I could go for some cake " Zoey would say moments before another woman approached and talked about her being a fellow bluenette. Zoey would seem more than a little bit confused as she looked on at Julia before quickly having a look of realisation and a nod after Julia talked about dying her hair " Yeah, It's hard to maintain blue hair "

Zoey would then be approached by yet another stranger, seeming to be preparing herself for the conversation. In her head going through a list of things that would be rude and ensuring that she didn't say any of them in the coming moments. She would listen somewhat to Abigail before hearing her shift her conversation to Elisa, giving Zoey the prompt she needed to glance quickly at Elsa , she didn't know how that woman managed to avoid being approached by people but was feeling pretty jealous as she didn't get much break between her introductions. Zoey would then look back at Abigail, seemingly the woman was done with her formal introduction so Zoey would notice a lull as the woman waited for her response, the bluenette quickly realising such and giving her a response.

" Call me Zoey, Miss Hamilton seems...too official " Zoey would respond offering a quick smile in Abigail's direction. the Scot wasn't really sure who to even approach. Her quick scan of the room revealed a few characters to her, including the big sexy Brazilian that kicked her ass in a match. Zoey would put particular attention to then turning her head the opposite way from her any time that woman looked towards her.

Zoey feeling that she would be forcing conversation otherwise would zero in on a slight passing comment that had interested her as she turned around to Julia again. " So the woman formerly know as bluenette. Why did you dye your hair for this? " Zoey would ask, raising a slight eyebrow at Julia as she asked the woman a question, perhaps coming off as a bit brash due to her body language but at this point she did that more on instinct than purpose.