Nashville nearly sprinted down to the duck pond with over thirty pies in his arms, he had the practice for carrying even more pies than that. He clammed to be skilled to carry that many pies in one trip but for the last two or three days Nashville had been in the kitchen baking and baking pie after pie after pie and he loved it and he was also a little guilty that he had to ask his grandparents for more baking stuff he didn't even tell them why and that was eating him alive but he would tell them why and hopefully they wouldn't be mad but they had to wait until.


Nashville set the pies down neatly on the ground, he had plate and forks and sporks but forgot the drinks and some cups but it was only to be him, he knew that after his little fight with Kaiden back in January made everyone angry and made him lose his spot on the team and he didn't know if he would get it back next term but still barely anyone has spoken to him sense. Nashville was still dressed up in his little Fright Fest get up, as the Eleventh Doctor of course! Nashville laid out a GIANT black and yellow blanket and set everything up nice and neat to his desire and once that was all set he took a big piece of his favorite mango pie and put it on a black and yellow plate.