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[cal_tas_tic]

who; like, everyone
where; Wes's apartment
what; NOT PARTY, PARTAYCal had been bugging his dad about his birthday party since he'd woken up. When would everyone get here and could they have lots of cake and ice cream and would everyone remember to bring him presents

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[yubyubcommander]

Wedge knocked on the door, brightly wrapped large box under one arm. He should know the kid better, but doesn't as he hasn't actually known except for a month or so...oh well, must pilot kids would like his present, he hopes.

[cal_tas_tic]

Cal beamed when he saw the first guest.

"Uncle Wedge! Is that my present? Can I open it? Is it really astral?"

[yubyubcommander]

"Yep, that's your present!" He smiles at Cal, ruffling his hair. "And sure, you can open it if you want." He hands the box over as he enters the apartment, giving a nod to Wes.

"Heya Janson."

[cal_tas_tic]

Yesssss. Cal remembers a "Thanks!" as he carries the box to the table to open it.

Wes lifts a hand in a poor imitation of a salute -- hey, it's Saturday -- before waving towards the nearest plate of cookies. "There's whiskey somewhere. Might need it when the rest of the kids--"

"DAD DAD LOOK." Cal's grin is just about visible through the faceplate of the flight helmet he's already put on.

[yup_whitesuit]

Anakin arrived, Sam and Anna in tow and pulling a wagon with the fourteen presents Guru had bought and wrapped.

"Good Force help me, I did not think you would actually do this to me."

"BUT ANI WRAPPING GIFTS IS SO MUCH FUUUN!" he said, bouncing slightly.

Anakin sighed.

[emerald_firefly]

"Daddy, doesn't his daddy have space herpes?" Sam whispered, holding her present in her hand. Anna was gloomy and quiet next to them, holding a present as well.

Sam hoped she would cheer up at the party.

[yup_whitesuit]

Anakin sighed again.

"That is not a real disease, dear heart. Wouldn't you like to pull the wagon?" he said, trying to mask the hopefulness in his voice.

[cal_tas_tic]

CAL HAS A NEW FAVOURITE.

He grinned excitedly when he saw them and waved them towards the door.

"Hi, Mr Skywalker! Come in!"

[childofhobbie]

Arik arrives, Hobbie in tow. He has a present under one arm and a grin on his face.

"Heya Cal!"

[cal_tas_tic]

"Hey!" Cal is almost bouncing; he waves at Hobbie before focusing on Arik. "What did you get me?"

Wes is sitting on the coffee table munching on a cookie; he picks up another one and tosses it at Hobbie.

[fighter__pilot]

Shalla and Tasha entered the apartment, Shalla with a wrapped box in her arms. She was frowning at Tasha.

"I thought I gave you money to get Cal something."

"You did. But I'll just do his homework for him or something."

"So where's my money?"

"... I need ice cream and video games if I'm doing more homework."

Shalla banged her head against the top of her box.

[cal_tas_tic]

CAL SPIES A PRESENT.

He ran over -- he'd been doing a lot of running so far tonight -- and stopped in front of Shalla and Tasha, bouncing slightly.

"Hiiiii. What did you get me? Wait, did you only get me one?" He frowned. "Joint presents don't count."

[namelesschildx]

"Definitely a Janson," Shalla muttered. "There are six of those uh ... DVD things in here."

"Yeah," Tasha said. "That's three from each of us. Where's the cake?"

[otherworldsthan]

Oy scampered up to Cal, dancing on his hind legs and barking excitedly.

"CAL! CAL! PRESENTS!"

Jake laughed, a wrapped box in one hand and holding Charles Wallace's with the other.

"Say, you ever seen Star Wars, Charles?"

"I'm afraid not."

"Oh, that's right- the sixties. Well, when we're through here I'll take you to my place and we'll have a grand old time."

Charles smiled, adjusting his grip on his own present.