>>61737499>>61744801>>61747056>>61749016>>61753553>>61755084>>61757429While the guest used plates where thrown through the windows, in a kind of strange ritualistic fashion, with a haaton on the side taking notes or something while the leftovers were emptied. A happy tune could be heard out of the many speakers around the place
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A9HY4DsRTCgAs the song unfolded, cook haatons appeared carrying a shitload of desserts on very curious plates: The plates ressembled some kind of small UFO, with some even having burn marks or hastily repaired parts. If you removed the upper half, you'd find one of all kinds of desserts, from exquisite caramelized moonafic, to delicious risuners pudding, even more foreign things like old roachcake and soursauce fandeads, which where though to be extinct. The Haatons instead all asked for dark matter pancakes or vegetable pancakes, which after awhile you noticed were the same odd looking thing they were eating with extreme delight.
Everything else was delicious and went swimmingly, except for a pair of complaints because they got the dessert served on a a strange drone carcass, which was resolved giving a suipiss shot to the affected , which is a very rare delicacy. Hoshiyomis made a ruckus again, but haaton security was adamant this time and flamethrowers (made by USADA Construction) were deployed menacingly. After everyone was done eating desserts, coffee, shots and infusions where offered to the guests. At this time, near were the ritualistic pot was situated, some Haatons put a big screen and some microphones...it was a karaoke for anyone willing. There were haatons doing weird magic tricks on a corner, and someone brought a live sapling tied to a pole, and said it was a sapñata and that who hit it true while blinded would receive some type of prize. The party did go on for a while until it died at sunrise, at which point everyone was wasted beyond belief and some even did partake in non-seiso activities of all kinds. Haatons insisted on cleaning everything themselves as the hosts, even if some guest insisted. Anyway, haatons organized two lines to exit their premises , one through a red door and another through a black door. All guests were escorted to one or the other, and the event came to an end.
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After awhile, rumors say that many people seen at the party went missing, and some even theorize about those being the ones made to go throught the black door, not seen ever again and their apartments emptied of everything that wasn't bolted on, If it wasn't impossible, one would think they left the building for greener pastures. If you were escorted to the red door, though, you were given a small heart shaped box with some honey-coated yubis, a Lamy repellant spray for 3 uses and a small box with 5 watamelon lures,while being happily sent away home with best wishes.
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The aftermath of the party has been a curious one, as Haatons, have been seen patrolling for a while all one hundred floors above their and under theirs, maintaining what can be described as most similar to peace this building has known for a long time, as they were clearly happy and repeating their love for their oshi. The patrols didn't last, as haatons returned to their usual shenanigans, but it has been nice for a short time...
Alone in your apartment, just some minutes after a somewhat familiar Haaton used a golf club to save you from a Lamy that in your sleepy stuppor you let in, you recall him. He was one of the haatons that were looking odd at you when you talked about being full and not being able to finishi the broth. Even more oddly, him and the others looked pretty satisfied when you gulped down the last scoops of it, half trying to be polite, and half of it because they were starting to give shivers to you... which is exactly what you get when you understand the truth of those missing and why.
