Hyperion, Los Angeles, Jan 19

Jan 19, 2011 23:52

It being Bel's birthday, he wanted a very special cake.

A very special cake.

But it was his cake. His precious. Touch it and you may get a fork in your hand. Sneaky little hobbitses.

[Meant to put this up earlier but oh well. Open for SP (and phone calls) as I have taken THE Q and may pass out unexpectedly.]

hyperion, birthday

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sensethevisions January 20 2011, 12:41:27 UTC
Phoebe dropped down on the couch next to Cole.

"Are you planning on sharing that?"

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demonbelthazor January 20 2011, 12:45:12 UTC
"But it's mine," Bel whined like it was his eighth birthday.

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sensethevisions January 20 2011, 13:27:43 UTC
Phoebe laughed and shook her head.

"Fine. Then I guess you don't want your birthday present, either."

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demonbelthazor January 20 2011, 13:29:07 UTC
That perked Bel up. "Present?" he said. Maybe he could share a little after all.

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nomoreveruca January 20 2011, 13:37:47 UTC
Of course Cally was going to harass her favorite demon on his birthday.

It was a given.

So here she was, giving Bel a ring.

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demonbelthazor January 20 2011, 14:01:21 UTC
"Demons are us, can I help you?" Bel answered.

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nomoreveruca January 20 2011, 14:25:21 UTC
"I need two large pepperonis and an order of breadsticks," Cally joked. "Oh, and a two liter of happy birthday, dork."

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demonbelthazor January 20 2011, 14:27:46 UTC
"Bacon is better on a pizza," Bel stated firmly. "Real bacon, not that Canadian bacon crap. Canada is weird."

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