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WHO: Fakir! Duck! Mytho! Jedi parents! Tiny Juston! Uhhhh Valiant the dog!
WHERE: Hell Towers 903
WHEN: afternoon of Saturday, 10/9
WARNINGS: Your teeth are gonna fall right out of your head for serious
SUMMARY: SOMEBODY HAS A BIIIIIIIIRTHDAAAAAAAAAY
FORMAT: parabirfday :V
Somehow, between Mytho getting inexplicably shrunk and rehearsals for the production kicking into a higher gear, Duck had found herself learning something unexpected: it was Fakir's birthday, and she hadn't even known it.
Of course Mr. Ben knew. It was sort of funny the way he seemed to anticipate her panicked rush to find him in the kitchen--he already had several bills in hand and directions to a bakery nearby. He even left her a little extra so she could find Fakir a birthday present on the way. ("Don't worry," he'd added with a gentle smile, "I have something for him already.")
Thankfully, Fakir was still at the library by the time Duck made it back to the apartment, so she had more than adequate time to set up the cake on the kitchen table and put up a few ribbons. Although the ribbons did end up in some fairly awkward places, like the backs of the kitchen chairs, the fridge door, and the bookshelves. Oh well.
WHERE: Hell Towers 903
WHEN: afternoon of Saturday, 10/9
WARNINGS: Your teeth are gonna fall right out of your head for serious
SUMMARY: SOMEBODY HAS A BIIIIIIIIRTHDAAAAAAAAAY
FORMAT: parabirfday :V
Somehow, between Mytho getting inexplicably shrunk and rehearsals for the production kicking into a higher gear, Duck had found herself learning something unexpected: it was Fakir's birthday, and she hadn't even known it.
Of course Mr. Ben knew. It was sort of funny the way he seemed to anticipate her panicked rush to find him in the kitchen--he already had several bills in hand and directions to a bakery nearby. He even left her a little extra so she could find Fakir a birthday present on the way. ("Don't worry," he'd added with a gentle smile, "I have something for him already.")
Thankfully, Fakir was still at the library by the time Duck made it back to the apartment, so she had more than adequate time to set up the cake on the kitchen table and put up a few ribbons. Although the ribbons did end up in some fairly awkward places, like the backs of the kitchen chairs, the fridge door, and the bookshelves. Oh well.