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Post by Caerwyn Catrin Ariyana Kynward on Jul 14, 2011 8:52:33 GMT -5
Putting in the last candle Caerwyn leaned back in satisfaction and surveyed the room. Glittery streamers hung everywhere, Balloons filled the corners and in the center was a table filled with treats and one a three tiered stand 12 cupcakes with 12 candles. Next to that with a matching cloth stood a second table set with festive plates and cups just waiting for it's two little guests.
She nervously fussed with the bow on her present. She had wanted to get Freddie a tiny fluffy kitten but she decided her practical friend would much prefer an owl. She had picked out the softest, sweetest, prettiest one in the store hoping if would provide him with love and companionship as well as deliver his letters. She set the beribboned cage in Freddie's seat then settled herself in to her own.
As she waited she smoothed the skirt of her dress over the tutu it hid and tugged anxiously at her long curly pigtails. Her green eyes watched the door with apprehension as she waited for her friend to arrive.
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Post by Fitzwilliam Wentworth on Jul 14, 2011 10:26:33 GMT -5
He felt nervous for their birthday party. They had talked about exchanging gifts, and he had such a stressful time trying to figure out what to give her. He had a few final candidates for the gift. He made up his mind, purchased the gift, and wrapped it up in a small silver box with a golden ribbon.
He dressed casually for the get together. A very nice white golf shirt, khaki pants, wide brown belt, and brown dress shoes. He entered the Rooftop Lounge® and said in a clear strong voice, “Happy Birthday!” He took in the scene and was very impressed with the presentation. “Wow! This is fantastic. You’re very talented my little princess.” He walked across the room and handed her the gift.
((OOC: I have decided, but I thought it would increase the anticipation to not reveal it yet))
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Post by Caerwyn Catrin Ariyana Kynward on Jul 14, 2011 10:58:58 GMT -5
She took the gift with a grin and set on the table next to her "You didn't have to but Thank You" she told him beaming "I do love presents" That said she jumped up and tossed her arms around him gleefully "Happy Birthday my Freddie" she cried giving him a kiss on the cheek before letting him go.
"I am glad you like the room" she said with a playful little curtsy. "I do so love Birthdays also" she told him as she gave a little twirl sending her hair and skirts flying out. "Now what is even better then getting presents is giving them so here" she tugged him to his seat and handed him the cage containing his new pet. "I hope you like it" she whispered as she eyed him nervously.
((I thought you could decide what kind of owl it was...I figured the pink one she wanted to get him might not be right lol)
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Post by Fitzwilliam Wentworth on Jul 14, 2011 12:19:13 GMT -5
He had grown accustomed to Caerwyn’s fierce hugs, and even though the contact always brought a flutter to his heart. The kiss, like the strike of a match, brought a pink blush to his cheeks. “I had to get you something…you are my special princess, and it’s only appropriate,” he said before the released the hug. He indicated her chair, “You go ahead and sit.” He looked at the other chair and saw the an adorable owl perched in the ribbon adorned cage. A wide smile started his conversation with a chuckle, “What is this? You got me an owl. It’s amazing!”  ((OOC: It's an Elf Owl...How cute!)) |
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Post by Caerwyn Catrin Ariyana Kynward on Jul 14, 2011 12:54:15 GMT -5
"And you are my most charming prince" she bantered back, though she was very pleased at being called his special princess. She was finding the thought of sharing him challenging. "Do you like it?" she asked hopefully as he held up the cage "I wanted to get you something special, and something told me you would like an owl more then a kitten" she rambled "I hope I chose right" She twisted a stray curl as she watched him. It did seem he was enjoying her gift. "What will you name it?" she asked as she sat back down in her seat and poured them both some Butterbeer.
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Post by Fitzwilliam Wentworth on Jul 14, 2011 13:18:26 GMT -5
“He’s just so little, like an elf. I’ll name him, Elrich. That’s a good elfish name.” He smiled back at her as he sat the cage down on the table and then looked back at the owl. “Elrich, do you like that name? I hope so because it suits you well.” He turned back to Caerwyn and said, “You should open yours.” He’d spent so much time picking the lovely white gold charm bracelet with two charms. One was a little Usa Chen charm, and the other a wizard’s hat with a red calligraphy F on it. “I hope you like it.”
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Post by Caerwyn Catrin Ariyana Kynward on Jul 14, 2011 13:57:01 GMT -5
Carefully she untied the ribbon, she snipped in half with some near by scissors and tied a bow with it in each pigtail. Then just as carefully she unwrapped the gift, smoothing the paper and setting it aside. She gave Freddie a smile before she gently opened the box. Her big green eyes lit up when she saw what lay inside "Oh Freddie" she breathed speechless for a moment. What a very perfect gift. "Oh look it has Usa Chen, and the little hat is you" she looked up at him with a huge smile "Two of my most favorite things" she closed the lid and flung herself at him full force, thankfully not disturbing Elrich in the process "I love love love it" she said in to his neck as she hugged him "and I love love love you" she said as she leaned back enough to see his face "Will you help me put it on?"
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Post by Fitzwilliam Wentworth on Jul 14, 2011 15:00:20 GMT -5
He was overwhelmed by her confession of love. Could it be true, he thought as she asked for his help to put on the bracelet. “Of course I would, it would be my pleasure.” He took the bracelet and put it on her left wrist. “The left wrist, that way I can be closer to your heart.” He said and then kissed the back of her hand. “I’m glad you like the bracelet.” He looked over at the cupcakes and said, “Would you like some cake my lady? I’ve been practicing.” He got out his wand and said, “Incendio Minima.” He passed the flaming end of the wand over the candles and lit them on fire. He then moved the cupcake stand a little closer. “Make a wish birthday girl.”
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Post by Caerwyn Catrin Ariyana Kynward on Jul 14, 2011 16:35:53 GMT -5
She laid her hand over her chest letting the bracelet rest on her heart. "You are always in my heart my Freddie" she told him with a smile, as her little heart beat louder and louder she remembered she hadn't asked her Mummy to look at it. As he lit the candles she clapped her hands "You must make a wish too birthday boy" she closed her eyes and thought carefully before opening them and blowing gently, getting all six of her half in one go "I hope they come true Freddie" she told him reaching out to take his hand happily lacing her fingers with his and giving a playful squeeze.
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Post by Fitzwilliam Wentworth on Jul 15, 2011 12:59:59 GMT -5
He knew that the one wish he had was with him right now. He just needed to make sure that the dream-like state in which he found himself would perpetuate. “They all ready have,” he said squeezing her hand to emphasize his point. He removed the candle out of the top most cupcake and picked it up in his unoccupied hand, and tried to give her a bite, “Here open up.” After her bite he tried a bite. The flavor was go good that he didn’t even wait to finish his bite before saying, as intelligibly as possible, “This is so good.” He finished the bite and then said, “These are really great.”
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Post by Caerwyn Catrin Ariyana Kynward on Jul 15, 2011 14:28:11 GMT -5
"Did you wish for cupcakes and a pet then?" asked poor clueless little Caerwyn. "I am so very glad you like them, I made them just for you" she told her Freddie as she daintily licked the icing from her bite from her cherry red lips. "12 is awfully grown up" she said thoughtfully "Whatever will we do now that we are so old?" she asked cocking her little head to the side. Suddenly she sat up straighter accidentally giving a hard tug on his hand "Do you think 12 is too old for Tutu's and glitter???" she asked him her pretty eyes wide in panic at the thought.
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Post by Fitzwilliam Wentworth on Jul 15, 2011 14:41:47 GMT -5
His eyes widened in response to her anxiety about the frivolities of life possibly being for the younger. “Tutus and glitter are two things that you just can’t out grow.” He dug in his back pocket and grabbed a handful of glittery confetti that he’d now frequently carried by custom of spending so much time with Caerwyn. He cast the glitter into the air and let it fall on their hair, faces, and clothes. “You’ll never have to give up on glitter and tutus while were together. I like them too much.” He prepped another cupcake and started eating it.
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Post by Caerwyn Catrin Ariyana Kynward on Jul 15, 2011 14:50:47 GMT -5
Her little face brightened at his response and she tipped her head back to watch the falling glitter. "Then you can never EVER leave me!" she exclaimed as she righted her head and grinned at the friend. As she looked at his face giggled erupted from her "Oh Freddie you have glitter on your nose" she told him scooting her chair closer to his. "Hold still and I will get it" she said leaning over, and getting her face with an inch of his so she could the offending spot better. Carefully she pressed her finger to his nose to catch the offending sparkle "Got it" she said her voice suddenly quite, for some reason her heart picked up speed again as she looked at her friends eyes from such a close proximity.
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Post by Fitzwilliam Wentworth on Jul 15, 2011 15:13:37 GMT -5
He tried not to move as her face was so close to his. As she extracted the glitter particle, he looked into her eyes and watched her level of attention as she worked. “Thank you,” he said in his cupcake scented breath. He saw the plentitude of glittery particles that covered her hair and face, and decided that they were best suited left in their place. He held her face gently to inspect her glitteriness further. “I like you with glitter. Who would you be without it? Not my Caerwyn.” He leaned forward and gave her a big hug. “Were only 12, let’s not change, okay?”
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