Daniel
With the rest of the preparations well underway, and going *Quite* Well if she did say so herself, it was once again time for Vivienne to enlist the help of some others. The party itself may have been quite an undertaking, requiring not just one but nearly *Ten* Fragments of herself, but even it was nothing compared to what she wanted to do this time. First, a pressure exerted itself upon the Hall, a sightless gaze peering over all who still resided in it. Then, satisfied that Silly was nowhere to be seen, *Form* Came next, shadows twisting and bending into the shape of a tall and imposing moth witch. Darkness faded away, color returned, and suddenly Vivienne was there. A rather dramatic entrance, but any attracted attention was a potential recruit. 

The dream deity pulled up a seat at the table, sat herself down gracefully, and summoned a crystalline cloth within her hands. Last time she had sought audience this way, so very long ago now, she had made one crucial mistake; getting herself *Far* Too involved in her own project. This time though, she would not err that way. Though she was all-too-happy to spend some time practicing her embroidery on the iridescent, sparkling fabric, her attention was turned outwards, the eyes upon her moth wings open and searching. An all-seeing gaze that would prevent her from getting so ungracefully spooked again. Now all she had to do was wait.
Mark
"Round and round and round and round and round... When I stop will I? No one knows!"

*And she needn't wait long, for lurking within this hall of gods was an unfortunate albeit familiar sight to behold. Though she first made their presence known by their incessant yet unfortunately familiar ramblings, or how they occasionally battered and beat themselves into the wall. With how she carried herself, you may assume she had two left feet, an inability to course correct nor judge their surroundings, and was presently blinded. All of which was true, for this creature's long messy hair completely covered their face and they had mistakenly or perhaps purposely given themselves two left feet. Which when combined with their innate inabilities, accurately replicated a drunkard trying to walk themselves home-... Though she didn't have the same smell, at least.*

"Eheheahaheehawefkeghal... Oh what fun, oh what fun it is to ride with this broken steering wheel! Ehahaeeghh! I so wonder where I'll go, what I'll do! May me-I perhaps stumble onto the shnowy land like this? Oho! Quite the challenge that'd-..." *Alas her rambling was cut short when she rammed straight into a pillar, falling over limp onto the floor.* "Ow." *Cried the Nach, who made no effort to rise from where she laid. Instead, she began rolling down the hall as her new method of transportation.* "Ahahaaaa! Ahahahahaehehahahaehaghhaahhh! Oh this is so much better! A bit painful it is, yes it is... But jovial! So very jovial still! Weeeeee!" 

*She inevitably would roll herself to where the poor, unfortunate, Vivienne had seated herself. Though Nach hadn't noticed the witch's presence at all, too preoccupied doing whatever it is that she thinks she's doing.* "Gaahahaaa! Weeeee!"
Mary
"Bah!" An all too familiar scream cried out from beyond the halls, as Abrielle tumbled from the canopy of Gaia down the branches, now, you may ask, why was she up in the canopy? And to that, I answer: she was climbing up to fulfil the will of her other selves, and try to find her realm. Unfortunately for her, it seems this fragment forgot it was a deity, and thus tried to climb the traditional way, which only resulted in failure, she'd get oh so close to the very top, and all of a sudden fall back down, the sound of her making contact with the branches of Gaia resembling a comedic 'bonk', this act of utter buffoonery continued on for long, way too long. Before one of the branches she fell and tumbled upon led her not into another branch or the roots, but instead to the hall of gods!

Abrielle without, taking a second to even examine her surroundings or realizing that there was a change of scenery, attempted to climb the walls, only hitting her head on the ceiling as she came tumbling down yet again. The Goddess now only finally realized she wasn't between the branches of Gaia but in a brand new place! She took a mere second to examine her surroundings, before immediately spotting the water clock. It attracted her attention almost instantly like colours do to a toddler, and she went running towards it, wrecking absolutely anything in her path.

Fortunately for the unfortunate dream god, Abrielle passed mere centimetres away from the table, though probably softly bumped into the Goddess somewhere along the way. She paused right in front of the clock, a wide smile on her face as she watched it...

...

"Time is so sloowww! Bah!" The Goddess cried to herself, seemingly disappointed with the clock, she turned away from it.. Well, that was certainly short-lived, huh? The Goddess found a new centre of attention, a familiar face! No, two familiar faces! Vivienne and uhh... Uhh. Naht? Naci? Nak? Yeah, Nak! The Goddess strolled forward towards the witch at a leisurely pace, as if she hadn't almost wrecked the table and cloth five seconds earlier, and stopped beside the table.. Her eyes barely at length with it, she had to stand on her tippy toes to figure out what was going on, before looking up at Vivi

"Hi hi! What's this? Looks like cloth, can I eat it? What does it taste like? Does it taste like paranoia? Does it taste like cupcakes?" The Goddess's barrage of questions seemed never-ending, you'd think she was a deity of gluttony! Abrielle, without warning, went to take a bite of the cloth, but alas, she was too short, and took a nice hefty bite from the table, "Blerhh! Tastes like leaves and wood!" She complained, thinking she took a bite of the fabric, before finally manifesting a chair from below her to be eye level with the other god(s), an awfully tall chair to boot, but when you're a fragment and short enough as is, gotta compromise som ehow.
Daniel
A thump and a slump drew every last ounce of attention out of Vivienne, the hall around her seeming to *Shake* As someone crashed against one of the pillars and subsequently fell. Instinctively, she whipped around to the source, eyes growing wide. "Oh dear are you alri-" Then halfway through her concerned question, *Another* Crash sounded, as a second deity plummeted from the ceiling and slammed into ground beside her. Vivienne froze in her seat, her embroidery halted, and simply *Stared* For a moment, eyes anxiously flitting between the two children. Appearance-wise they were like night and day. Nach she recognized almost immediately, the absolute disaster child from the season ritual. A force of chaos that almost made Silly look tame by comparison. Almost. The other was a stark palette-swap, the day to Nach's night, but her temperament... 

The little deity made a chomp at her carefully-done embroidery-work. 

... Was no less deranged.

"Whoa, sorry! That's not edible!" With a panicked almost yelp, she whisked the fabric upwards and away, before dispelling it with a snap of her fingers. Only to find the child now biting down on wood. "Neither is this..." Two of Vivienne's hands floated awkwardly just over the child, wondering how she was supposed to pry her off, but soon enough she let go of her own volition, summoning up a chair to sit on next to her. This was... Certainly not how she'd expected this to go. It seemed this world was full of surprises no matter how she'd tried to prepare. For a moment, she wondered how she was supposed to get her present done if *This* Was the help that had found its way to her. But, well, a god was a god. Power was power. If she needed to ask literal *Children* For help, then...

Vivienne swallowed her pride and anxiety, and pushed on regardless. "Hello, little ones." Her voice raced slightly, her worry readily apparent. Anxious habits swiftly took over, memories of a time that didn't exist racing through her head. Small apprentices learning from her in the art of magic. How they used to get all frazzled from their experiments, and how she used to look after them. With a series of small gestures, she produced a comb in one hand, a handkerchief in another, and one of the fruity cookies from her baking practice in another. Then, an extra duplicate of her appeared, bearing all the same items, and made her way over to Nach.

"We have met in passing before, but I don't recall if we've been properly introduced." Slowly, gently, she started combing the errant leaves and dirt out of the childrens' hair. "My name is Vivienne, the creator of dreams. I am here to ask a favor of all who would listen." She dampened the handkerchief with a splash of magic water, wiping away any cuts or scrapes that her eyes met. "You see, I'm throwing a birthday party for a friend and one of the presents is going to take more than my power alone. If you wouldn't mind lending a hand, I would greatly appreciate it." Before they went and bit her hand off, she swiftly offered the divine children the sweets, smiling. "In exchange, you will get an invitation to the party, where I will be serving plenty of sweets like this and more." With a clap, she leaned back a bit admiring her rather quick handiwork in cleaning them up. Not that it'd last particularly long.
Mark
"Eh?" *Nach then inexplicably froze when something caught their ear, her face smooshed up against the floor when a loud BANG echoed through this hall of gods. But though she twitched and squirmed from where she laid, Nach moved not a muscle more from where she froze midroll.* "Bang? Oho? A bang? An explosion perhaps, or rather- an entry? A great fall that proceeds an equally great entrance! Ahhh... Yes, oh yes there is another in our midst! Two me-I thinks, two...?" *The mad little god speculated as though she couldn't hear either Vivienne or Abrielle, who were proof enough that there were not one but two others in their midst.* "How so curious..."

*At last this Nach acknowledged the presence of their accompanying gods when they reared their head off the floor and set their maddened gaze onto Vivienne, as the unfortunate witch could see little of this creature's face. For Nach's long mangled purple hair obscured it like the curtains of a stage, save for one of Nach's ruby eyes which were fixed solely upon the witch. Warily studying her under an eerie silence, all as she wiggled and writhed upon the floor, wholly incapable of holding still.*

*Her head cocked over with Vivienne's greeting, blinking once then twice, before a smile overcame them and Nach began manically bouncing where she laid.* "Aha! The many mothly one, from the seasoning gathering! What a pleasurable surprise to witness you again in almost vaguely the same place, a joyous occasion in our jovial roll~!" *An inspection of Nach revealed numerous bruises peppering their sickly pale skin, yet precious few cuts and an abundance of scribbles. They didn't seem like notes to remember anything, but instead drawings, smiley faces, tic-tac-toe boards that were always a draw, eyes, talley marks. Why all this was done on her skin is anyone's guess, yet Nach paid them little mind.* "I however am ME! The jovial roller beneath you, the creature of questionable origin, the thiiiii-i-i-i-ng... Awawawawawawawawawaaaaaa..."

*Fortunately their ramblings were cut short when Vivienne began combing through Nach's hair, which though a difficult and lengthy endeavour, miraculously calmed an otherwise manic god. No longer did Nach frantically bounce around, nor did she wiggle nor writhe nor twitch, instead she laid sprawled out on the floor- at ease.* "I is Nach... Yes... N-a-c-h~! Ehhehhehe..."

*From there on the mad little god laid subdued by the stroke of a comb through her mangy hair, listening intently to Vivienne's proposal and snatching the cookie from her hand with her teeth. Which she delicately nibbled on in sharp contrast to how she tore apart the cupcakes, once she were finished with the cookie and Vivienne with her hair however; Nach soon assumed their """Normal""" Behaviour by leaping up onto her feet and throwing their hands into the air with a smile.* "Ahahaaa! You speak of friend Bells yes-yes? Wielder of the Larry? They who ringly ring and EXPLODE! What a delightfully splendid little idea! Oh to attend a party with an actual invitation for once, to feast upon delicacies of the heart and mind and dance with all the pretty colours! Aaahaahaha! And all must this Nach do, is partake in the joys of creation? What a steal! What a steal! Unless..." 

*She inexplicably turned away to hug herself tight, silently contemplating... Something, before swiftly turning right around.* "We require an amendment to your proposal... In return, we-I receive an invitation AND the mothly one's friendship. It's of utmost importance."
Steven
After the two rather loud noises from the small gods rang out through the area, after a small bit, a god who was already in the hall began to slowly approach the chaotic group of people. Her plain white dress swaying back and forth as she moved along. It was Mizu, another god from the season ritual, even if they were an extremely late arrival to it and they didn't talk to anyone. They all caught her eye as the two children causing chaos and noise, and the one person trying to talk to them stood out among the mostly calm atmosphere of the hall of gods. For a moment she stared at them from a distance, her eyes darting from one person to the next as she contemplated if it was really the best idea to attempt to talk to these.. People. Especially together. Never less she did decide to go through with her decision to interact, she needed to talk with people more anyways.

With a small nervous wave, she walked in front of the group, she halfway expected one of the two children or both to try and eat her as she did this. Since she saw what they tried to do to the table and Vivienne's embroidery she wouldn't put it past them to try and eat a living being who was trying to have a conversation with them.. Then again would they even pay attention to her? It seemed like they were dealing with their own thoughts at the moment which included a deal to.. Get friendship.

She cleared her thoughts even if it was only for one or two moments, taking in a deep breath before finally speaking...

...

"Uh.. Hey there.. I think I saw some of you at the season ritual.. Or.. More specifically two of you" She would fall silent after this as she froze up a bit, she didn't want to rudely enter into their conversation, but then again she already said hello.. So continuing on couldn't be all bad in her mind. Looking up at the moth lady she directed this sentence to them, with a hopeful but rather scared and unconfident tone "I couldn't help but overhear your conversation. If you want more help with that.. Present you're making for your friend I wouldn't mind lending a hand.."

She wouldn't talk after this as she waited to see their response. Though their gaze did end up falling to the two children for a moment or two.. Maybe three, probably more, as to her they seemed almost like feral animals even if their appearances were cleaned up, as the way they behaved was just pure chaotic energy, even for children it was odd. It was fascinating on many levels to her, as it was hard to take her eyes off them. Though she wouldn't be saying that out loud as she wasn't trying to offend anyone, she didn't want to have enemies before getting to make a single friend here
Mary
"Hallo!" The little Goddess greeted Vivi back, a wide smile on her face as she ignored Vivi's worry.. Was she ignoring it? Or was she too tone-deaf to realize the anxiety and worry that followed the moth being? Her focus quickly directed to the being of chaos that rivalled even the most deranged parts of their mind, they pointed towards the mad Goddess without saying anything, seemingly their way of ack-

All of their tiny little jumbled thoughts and weird actions were cut short by the sensation of a foreign object touching their hair. "BAH! BAH!" The Goddess cried in anguish, agony and wrath, attempting as best she could to fight the witch, though alas, it seems she had physically made herself unable to cause harm to anyone, and her tiny punches and struggles felt like soft caressing, though she still wildly thrashed about and made it surely difficult to properly clean her hair up. "Evil! Oh, How very evil! Evil witch! Oh, what sin have I committed to endure such a vile fate! Bah!" The tiny goddesses' cries echoed throughout the halls, as her struggle, yet persistent, was futile. In the end, Abrielle was unfortunately clean. She held her hair and let out a silent cry, this act of over-the-top drama coming to a very quick end as vivi offered a cookie, immediately, Abrielle **Leapt** Forward towards the witch, taking in her entire hand into her mouth for a second, before pulling away. Thankfully, Vivi's hands were intact, though surely covered in saliva, and the cookie was nowhere to be seen, presumably in Abrielle's stomach. "Bah! I forgive your combing of thine hair for such a gracious gift! How kind! How kind!" The Goddess exclaimed, her smile quickly returning as she intently listened to the moth speak on about.. *Gasp!* A birthday party! Oh, Oh! Yes! Surely she must participate in it! It would be a sin not to! An act of blasphemy! A sin against all of god-kin! Bah!

"Yes! Yes! I must! I must! Oh, tables **FILLED** With cupcakes and their weird disc-like yet delicious delicacy! Oh, I must attend, even if I must sink in some of my power to get an invitation I **Must!**" The Goddess repeated and insisted, excited by the prospect. 

"I.. Uh.. C'mon you practised this!" The Goddess spoke to herself. "I.. Promise.. That I will.. Remain on my be.. Bes... Best behaviour during the creation of the gift. And that I will not eat it." The Goddess's words came out slow and she stuttered in between them, though eventually she got them out, put her hands on her lap and swung side to side in her seat, swinging her feet while at it.

Her attention quickly turned to the newly entered god, one they had never seen before to boot! She had to hold back the urge to leap out of her seat and at them the best she could. And it was apparent in her struggle against herself, she raised an arm and waved at them. A wide smile on her face. "Hi, new person! New god..? Who knows!"