Quinn, a whirlwind of red hair and boundless energy, bounced on the balls of his feet, barely containing his excitement. Today was a very important day Quinn was hosting a tea party.
He surveyed his domain, the living room, transformed into a whimsical wonderland. A floral-printed blanket served as the tablecloth, spread haphazardly across the floor. His collection of plastic teacups, saucers, and a ridiculously oversized teapot were arranged with the meticulous care only a three-year-old could possess.
"Flynn is coming! Flynn is coming!" he chanted, peeking through the gap in the curtains every few seconds. Flynn, his best friend and partner in crime, was always fashionably late.
Finally, a small hand appeared, parting the curtains. Flynn his twin brother clutched his well-loved goat better known as Grump.
"Flynn! You're here!" Quinn squealed, launching himself at his twin in a hug that nearly sent them both tumbling.
"Hello, Quinn," Flynn mumbled, a small smile gracing his lips.
The tea party commenced with the utmost seriousness. Quinn, the self-proclaimed host, poured imaginary tea into their cups with dramatic flair. He even added a sprinkle of "magic dust" glitter pilfered from his mom's craft drawer to each serving.
"This tea is berry yummy!" Quinn declared, taking a dramatic sip and making a face that suggested otherwise.
Flynn giggled, his goat nods in agreement. "Yes! Very… chocolaty!"
They then moved onto the biscuits. Quinn insisted on sharing them equally, even though he clearly wanted the bright red one for himself. He was a generous host, after all.
The tea party devolved into a chaotic, albeit adorable, mess. Tea was spilled (mostly imaginary, thankfully), biscuits were thrown, and the blanket was now a crumpled heap. At one point, Quinn decided to demonstrate his dancing skills, leading Flynn in a wobbly jig around the room while singing a made-up song about bumblebees.
Suddenly, Quinn stopped, his eyes widening. "More tea!" he declared, grabbing the teapot and turning it upside down. A lone building block clattered out.
Flynn gasped. "No more tea!" he wailed, his lower lip trembling.
Quinn, sensing his twins distress, ran to his toy box and returned with a small, battered toy airplane. "This is…special tea!" he announced, handing it to Flynn with a flourish. "Airplane tea makes you fly!"
Flynn's tears vanished instantly. He took the airplane and made zooming noises, giggling as he pretended to soar through the air.
Quinn watched his brother with a wide grin spreading across his face. The tea party might have been a disaster by adult standards, but in their world of imagination and shared playtime, it was perfect. Because at the end of the day, the best tea parties weren't about the tea, the biscuits, or even the glitter; they were about friendship, laughter, and the joy of being together.
=== Details about the item ====
Naria's cowpig
holdable plushy
Limeted edition
made by mythic
==== Where to find it ====
==== Price ====
Until July 20th only! That CowPig is a limited edition freebie, so hurry!
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