In this world, beings called Yo-kai exist, causing all sorts of problems for humans. Yo-kai are invisible to the human eye, so to see them, you'd have to use a legendary forbidden tool hidden in the human world. But just what is this tool, and what...
Nate was shocked by this and stumbled to the floor but got back up to tend to his guest. After all, it is his house. Y/N in the meantime talked with the W.E.I.R.D.O's.
Y/N: Hahaha. This plan is going great so far. This party'll be in full effect by sundown.
Happycane: Yay! Party! Party!
Armsman: ...?
Cue-tee: *Good question, Armsman. Where did you get the idea for this party?*
Y/N: ...I don't know.
Mynimo: You...don't know?
Y/N: Nope. I just saw Nate's house and thought "Party."
Mynimo: I'm not sure people should just look at other people's houses and think "Party."
Y/N: Well, I couldn't do it at mine. Wait, do you guys think-
He presses a button on the yo-kai watch that makes a blue light come out. He waves the light around the room searching for a yo-kai before the light shines on one hidden in the room.
Compunzer: Hey it's House Partay!
Y/N: House Par-who now?
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(Party-hardy yo-kai, House Partay)
House Partay: Howdy!
Compunzer: He's the yo-kai who makes rowdy kids and teenagers throw crazy parties.
House Partay: You betcha!
Y/N: Dang! So that decision to throw a party in Nate's house wasn't even mine? ...Actually, that makes me feel a lot better about myself.
House Partay: Does that mean you're gonna try and stop me from throwing this wicked partay?
Y/N: Heck no! Let's party!
Yo-kai: Yeah!
(Time-skip brought to you by Y/N and Nate in cosplay)
The night had come, the guests had all arrived and the party was RAGIN'! Every human and yo-kai in the room was dancing to the beat.
Katie: Yeah, go, Y/N!
Y/N: I love this song!
Eddie: Gera Gear Po, everyone!
As everyone else was dancing fine Armsman was the only one who didn't know the steps.
Compunzer: Armsman, my boy, why are you dancin' like your stomach had digested some funky radish?
