053 - The Singing Sea (Backdated to the 27th)

[jammin_with_ed]

[Edward is dancing down the seventh floor hallway in the castle with a cake balanced on her head. It may be a day late but, well, they were at camp. She twirls her way towards Spike's room singing at the top of her lungs]

Happy happy birthday to Spiii~iike
Happy happy birthday to Spiii~iike
Is it your birthday? Yes it is!
Cake and presents and balloooooooooooons

[She bursts through his door, grinning from ear to ear]

Happy Birthday Spiiiiiike!!

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[jammin_with_ed]

[It's three layers, all of it delicious!]

Yooooooooooooooooooooooooouuuuuuuu're welcooooooooome!

[Aren't you so happy to have such a good friend, Spike.]

[gottaknockhard]

[Somehow...He tentatively sticks a finger in the icing and tastes it. Spike isn't usually big on sweets, but--]

Not bad.

[jammin_with_ed]

[She dances around]

Yaaaaaay! Edward's glad you like it. Edward asked Disa-Disa to make it special.

[gottaknockhard]

So I should be careful when I cut into it, huh?

[The castle has some pretty demented ideas of 'special'.]

[jammin_with_ed]

[She giggles]

Disa-Disa can be tricksy-tricksy.

[gottaknockhard]

... That's what I figured.

[jammin_with_ed]

[Her smile dims to more of a cheerful smile than a grin] What does Spike want for his birthday?

[gottaknockhard]

[What does he want?]

That's a big question.

[jammin_with_ed]

It iiiiii~iiiiis.

[gottaknockhard]

[He shakes his head -- shouldn't let himself get caught up.]

I think I can settle for cake.

[jammin_with_ed]

[She smiles]

Okay. Edward hopes you like it.

[gottaknockhard]

[Laughing a little. Spike still doesn't know how she got this in her head. So weird when normal things happen...]

It's the best gift I got.

[jammin_with_ed]

[Believe it or not you're the closest thing to family she's got, Spike. Her smile widens]

Yay!

[gottaknockhard]

[He'd apologize if he knew...]

So uh... [What's the best way to end on a high note before someone gets a better idea?] Thanks for dropping by.

[jammin_with_ed]

Yoooouuuure welcoooome!

[She cheers and runs another lap around the room before dancing out on her merry way]

[gottaknockhard]

[He watches her until she's gone, still perplexed, but with another feeling of... something.

Spike looks back to the cake that he now has to eat all by himself. It might make him sick if he finishes it all in one sitting, but he should mark the day somehow, at least once every 29 years. And of course, leave no evidence behind.]