oo2 [location: apartment #217] two for the price of one

[oheybuddy]

Noah was doing his best to be quiet. Really, he was. He was tiptoeing across the floor and he was whispering when he spoke and he was making sure not to make any extra noise if he could absolutely help it. He was staying as far away from the bedroom as he could manage, too. He didn't want to wake up his dad until Claire said it was time. If he did

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[missmiraclegro]

"Hmm," Claire glanced around thoughtfully, looking for anything that might have been out of place. She had taken care of the HAPPY BIRTHDAY sign on her own, along with the small bouquet of balloons. Noah had told her exactly what he wanted for the presents, the cake, and the menu. Celebrating Sylar's birthday had been his idea, and although Claire wasn't entirely comfortable with it, she couldn't deny a little boy the right to celebrate his dad's birthday

[oheybuddy]

Claire had barely gotten the words out of her mouth before Noah was squealing with excitement. Instantly he clamped his hands over his mouth and peered up at her with wide eyes shining with worry. A glance over his shoulder revealed the hallway still empty rather than the sudden appearance of his dad as he'd expected. Softly he sighed and looked back to the blond beside him.

"That was a close one," he whispered. Then with a brilliant grin up at her, the boy began an exaggerated tiptoe toward the bedroom. He peered inside the room before entering, finding his dad still in bed. About halfway across the room he pause; he giggled.

Then he made a mad dash from where he stood to the bed, laughing merrily.

"Daddy!" Noah exclaimed, bouncing happily on the edge of the mattress in an effort to make the man open his eyes. "Daddy, wake up! You're gonna miss your 'prise!"

[godlikesin]

Contrary to Noah's belief, Sylar didn't have a clue what was going on just outside his door. After a month of adjusting to Noah's presence and the loss of weight when he managed to slip out of bed at around five in the morning to watch cartoons, he had barely stirred when Noah had disappeared from the bed. He'd tossed a few times over the course of the preparations, but he wasn't fully jolted awake until the tiny bundle of excitement and energy that he had gotten used to calling his own threw himself onto the edge of the bed.

Blinking awake, a slow smile spreading over his face as he shifted around on the bed, looking up at Noah, half upside-down, as his expression perked with curiosity, "My prize? What did I win?" He asked, teasingly.

[oheybuddy]

Noah giggled and gave a shake of his head. Finally finished with his bouncing now that his dad was awake, the boy perched on the edge of the mattress. He grinned widely as he replied, "Not that kind of 'prise, Daddy! The kind where you get stuff you didn't know you were gonna get cause it's your birthday and that's how it's 'posed to be."

Sliding off the bed, he bounced a bit on his toes. "But you gotta get up, first," he went on to explain. "If you don't, you can't see all the stuff that me an' Claire did!"

And without further prompting, the boy ran to the doorway and peered out into the hallway. Then he looked back to the man in bed. "Come on, Daddy!" He waved frantically with one arm. "Me an' Claire worked real hard an' you gotta come see it!"

[missmiraclegro]

Claire had followed Noah as far as the hallway, opting to let him surprise his dad on his own. She would have liked to have seen the look on Noah's face while he pounced Sylar, but her presence probably would have taken something away from the moment, so she let them have that. Noah would be dragging Sylar out soon enough, and she'd get to watch his reaction then.

Still, she couldn't resist standing within listening distance, her arms crossed over her chest defensively in case the teasing came sooner rather than later. She found herself laughing at how proud Noah sounded to have done something for his dad with her, and it automatically made whatever would come next worth it.