Apparently there is more than just dancing at a ball. All of the CBers, including me, are now attacking each other with chocolate. I don't even care that my dress is getting stained, and when have I ever gotten to say that my hair is full of chocolate? Well, now I have.

I come out from the bathroom to see an amazing chocolate fight. Grabbing a fistful of flourless cake, I dunk it in chocolate and caramel, the throw it at Raining Rainbows, her back is turned. "Ha!" I call out. I dunk a mochi in caramel, and pop it in my mouth. Mmm, pretty good! Pretty soon, a chunk of cake flies at me. I duck, letting the cake smash into the fountain. Grabbing two cups of melted chocolate, I run around and dump chocolate on everyone's heads! I see QueenOfWolves with chocolate war marks, she must be the one who started it. Just then, I get a face full of cake, so I run to the bathroom to clean my glasses. This is a great night, but I fear we'll have to clean up soon before anything else can happen.

Ugh, I'm so late. It's been a busy week for me, and I have sadly neglected the Chatterbox. But I'm back at last, and what better way for me to celebrate than to attend a party? I walk up to Sirfire — no, not Sirefire— Jubilee's lovely estate. It looks peaceful and lovely, with some beautiful looking gardens in the back. I expect to enjoy a nice evening with the other CBers, talking, eating, listening to music from the impromptu band. But, instead, I walk into a scene of delicious chaos. People are throwing chocolate, strawberries, and who knows what else at each other. I have always stayed away from threads of this sort. Wars, even silly little ones like a hay war, don't appeal much to me. But now I have walked into a. . . chocolate battle? And there is no backing out.

I carefully set my pretzels and dip onto the table, then think better of it. I pull a pretzel out of the bag, and wait for it to enlarge itself. Sure enough, I am soon armed with a (beautiful) pretzel sword. The bowl containing my vegan cookie dough grows into a shield to protect me from the onslaught. I am prepared.

Then, I glance around. How am I the only person with a sword? Everyone else is throwing food in an awfully unorganized way. Nothing like an organized duel, beginning with a few civilized knights saying en garde. And I am NOT going to attempt to throw chocolate. My aim is already bad enough without trying to throw a sticky, liquidy dessert. Ugh.

I'm shrieking in laughter. Suddenly I notice PygmyOwl wielding a giant pretzel sword. I sneak over to her and whisper, "Hey. Wanna team up?" She jumps, then nods. "Perfect!" I say. I grab a chocolate pie and murmur, "I'll take the left side. You tackle the right," and creep over to my assigned wall of the ballroom. 

I am covered in chocolate, covered. I try to brush it off my arms. This was not at all what I was expecting when I received the letter from Jubilee, but sometimes great things come in the unexpected, don't they?

"We can form an alliance," I say, turning to Luminescence, "What's our first move?"

I'm peacefully munching on a cupcake when someone yells, "Chocolate fight!" And chocolate starts flying around. I would love to participate, but I don't know if my fedora is washable, so I chuck the rest of my cupcake across the ballroom and run to the bathroom. But when I walk in, I'm surprised to see SBB and her AEs... dancing? She turns to me and freezes. 

"Um... Aren't you supposed to dance in the ballroom?" I ask.

"Oh, well... Uh, my AEs are kinda teaching me how to dance right now..." I'm about to ask questions when she adds, "Also, you've got something on your shirt." I look down and peel the sticky mess of my pantsuit and pop it in my mouth.

"Hmm, not bad. Chocolate covered pretzel," I say. "Must be a result of the chocolate fight."

SBB's eyes widen. "chocolate fight? Wha-"

"Yeah, it's gotten a bit wild out there. I came in here for protection - of myself and my fedora." I smile and hit the button on my fedora that turns it back into my bicycle helmet. "I guess it's time I go back out to fight. See you on the other side, soldier." I secure my helmet and run out the bathroom door. when I glance back to see if SBB followed, one of my own chocolate muffins hits me in the back of the head. I sigh and grab a handful of chocolate chips.  

I race off to the snack table and grad a cake. a whole cake, tetering in my hands as i creep up on QueenOfWolfs... i spring out in frount of her and smash the cake in her face i quickly wistel and my hover bored flies over. i hop on and zoom over the crowd, dumping chocolate the Huvii snaged for me. QueenOfWolves is chasing after me, throwing chunks of carmal and cake, in atempt to splatter  me. i call out "GUYS< I THINK WE SHOULD CALM THIS DOWN, THE BALL ROOM IS HALF RECKED", since there is chocolate and carmel and cake and cookies and drinks and everything splattered on the walls, smeared on the dance floor, dripping from the shanduleir (thats how i spell it, don't jugde me), and in everyones hair. i land in a corner and shake our my hair. i flip it so its not blocking my face, and watch as Jubliee (idk if i spelled it right, srry if i didnt) runs into the ballrom with a Clean-Tow 3500? she switches is on and the carmel and chocolate and cake and drinks, and coockies ECT. gets wisked into the machine, and is gone. i rush out to the dance floor and start dancing, wondering if this night could get any better.

I am now absolutely covered in chocolate. Then Jubilee sucks all the news up with a giant vacuum cleaner, and NOK starts to dance. I run out onto the dance floor, snagging anyone I lay hands on, and form a circle of dancers, all of us laughing, tripping over our feet, and generally having a good time.

Nice job. You found it. Here's the 4th puzzle.

Look for a thread, with a common question, sitting in a place full of typewriters.