[For Stephen & Danica - Dated to August 4th]

[asher_talos]

Most people looked forward to their birthdays, but Asher wasn't most people. Technically, he'd only been a person for a little over two years now, so at least he had a good reason to go against what he considered to be the majority rule.

To him, all birthdays did now was remind him that he was disgustingly mortal, that he was that much closer to

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[colbert_bump]

Stephen walked in, munching on an apple. He greeted Asher with a nod, then had the feeling he should be remembering something. What was it...

Aha! It came to him like a bolt of lightening, and he snapped his fingers to get Asher's attention as he finished chewing and swallowing.

"Hey, isn't it your birthday soon?" He had a vague memory of that around this time the year before.

[asher_talos]

Asher didn't really appreciate being snapped at, and the glare he sent Stephen's way probably said as much.

"No," he answered curtly, which didn't really count as a lie since his birthday wasn't soon.

[colbert_bump]

Stephen looked disappointed for a second, then he shook his head.

"No, no, I think it is..." he said as if he actually had to convince Asher of this. "I got you something this time and everything! It has to be!"

He didn't go out of his way to offer things to just anyone, after all.

[asher_talos]

"Why...?" he asked, eyes narrowed, suddenly very skeptical and overly suspicious. Obviously Stephen had to have done something or he wanted something.

It made sense in his mind and that was all that mattered.

[vvdanicavv]

Whenever Danica's birthday came round, she pretty much expected everyone to wait on her hand and foot, which wasn't necessarily out of the ordinary. Only, on her birthday, she liked those hands to be filled gifts, the more expensive, the better. More than a few familiars had seen their time cut short because their presents hadn't come up to par, and they hadn't been given the opportunity to stick around long enough to learn their lesson the next year.

Vouchers? Danica nearly choked just remembering it.

She knew it was her brother's birthday but it didn't really make much impact on her day. He was fairly low maintenance compared to her so when she held out the pie she hadn't made in one hand and his own suit jacket that she'd borrowed over a week before in the other, she wasn't concerned at all about his reaction.

[asher_talos]

"You shouldn't have," Asher insisted flatly as he reached for his jacket. The pie remains untouched.

His sister was a lot of things, in the course of five hundred years, though, none of those things had ever been a pastry chef.

"Do I even want to know who you stole that from?"

[vvdanicavv]

"I didn't steal it from anybody," Danica answered, starting to feel stupid standing there holding out a pie. She cocked a hip and gave her brother an impatient look. "I ordered it." Like catalogue shopping. That counted. She wasn't about to tell Asher how she'd pay for it but letting him know who had made it couldn't hurt. She could narrow it down a bit, in any case.

"Guy looked a lot like you." The pastry was thrust towards Asher again. "Take it."

[asher_talos]

When the fuck did the island get a bakery where you could order shit from, and why hadn't she sprung for an ice-cream cake?

"By now I'm pretty sure every other guy here looks like me. Or a cheap imitation, at least," he said, taking the pie this time once it was shoved his way. "Are you going to sing?"