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[howcaniserveyou]

Happy birthday, Young Mistress.

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[dolcezzamacabra]

Is that a real cake?

[howcaniserveyou]

I should hope it is real cake. I baked it this morning. It is waiting downstairs if you would like to judge it for yourself, Young Mistress.

[dolcezzamacabra]

I've totally never had one before. I want to eat it. ♥

[howcaniserveyou]

... Am I to understand that my mistress has never had a birthday celebration before?

[dolcezzamacabra]

... No?

They never really threw parties where I was before this.

[howcaniserveyou]

Well. I will remedy this, Young Mistress. As your humble servant, I will see to it that you have a birthday party the likes of which will not be seen again in the city until this time again next year.

[dolcezzamacabra]

Why?

[howcaniserveyou]

... Because I am your servant, and you are my mistrss. I must see to your happiness.

[dolcezzamacabra]

No, I mean the party. Why?

[howcaniserveyou]

Young Mistress. It is your birthday. Birthdays are meant to be celebrated.

[dolcezzamacabra]

Oh.

When's your birthday?

[howcaniserveyou]

I have no birthday, Young Mistress.

Would you like to come down to the kitchen? I've made you a special snack.

[dolcezzamacabra]

That's impossible. You have to have a birthday.

Ooh! I'll be right there~!