HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR EEEEDDIIIIIIIEEEE!!

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Character Names: Open
When: August 28, 2010 :3
Location: Most of the first floor of the manor
Summary: It's Eddie's birthday!
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Mostly language ^^;





The Manor has gone all out for Eddie's birthday. There are black and red streamers that materialize around the dining room and parlor. A huge guitar shaped cake with thirty candles lies on the dining room table along with candy, cookies, and other deserts. There are party hats, noise makers, and black and red balloons. Everyone is invited of course and everyone is free to stay or leave as they wish.

Comments

[a-damned-liar.livejournal.com]

[He's already got food for her and nods in her direction. He's got a plate for her and another that he's munching]

[brothercumface.livejournal.com]

[I can get my own food, you ass. But - oh. That's cake.]

[she is grudgingly marching over to him and yoinking that plate from his hands.]

[a-damned-liar.livejournal.com]

[He lets out a little breath of a laugh when she takes it]

Cake's good. And there are chocolate covered strawberries.

[brothercumface.livejournal.com]

...[she sniffs it]

Did the Roofie man make this?

[a-damned-liar.livejournal.com]

[Om nom. Through a full mouth]

Who?

[brothercumface.livejournal.com]

The fat ass who was making cake yesterday. And put date rape drugs in them.

[a-damned-liar.livejournal.com]

Eddie Riggs. Wait, he put date rape drugs in it?

[brothercumface.livejournal.com]

You didn't know that?

[she's taking a bite anyway]

[a-damned-liar.livejournal.com]

No.

[He's taking it with a grain of salt but he still eyes the cake suspiciously]

He is pretty sketchy. I was thinking pedophile, though.

[brothercumface.livejournal.com]

Rapist ain't a bit stretch up from pedophile.

[a-damned-liar.livejournal.com]

No, not at all. But there aren't a lot of kids here. Unless he's after that smartass kid with the glasses or that redheaded retard. Which, cakes would work.

[brothercumface.livejournal.com]

Pft. Don't eat the cake unless you're wanting to get fucked by that fatso.

[a-damned-liar.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I think the Manor made this so I think we're safe.

[But he may be saying that because he's already eaten half a piece]

[brothercumface.livejournal.com]

I'm not going to help you if you get raped.

[in fact, she'll laugh]

[a-damned-liar.livejournal.com]

That's disgusting.

[Yeah, no more cake for Yoh]

Thanks for that.

[brothercumface.livejournal.com]

I'm just being careful. You should, too.

[she's eating her cake. with unladylike gusto]

[a-damned-liar.livejournal.com]

[Yoh points with his fork]

That is not being careful.

[He watches for another moment then]

How is hairy man-rape not ruining your appetite?

[brothercumface.livejournal.com]

I already ate his cake. [shrug. and let that statement sink in]

[a-damned-liar.livejournal.com]

What?!

[brothercumface.livejournal.com]

I ate it yesterday. [shruuuuuug]

[a-damned-liar.livejournal.com]

He didn't hurt you, did he?

[brothercumface.livejournal.com]

....[no, fucker, he didn't.]

...I don't remember.

[a-damned-liar.livejournal.com]

[Yoh reads her face, trying to figure out whether or not she's telling the truth. He decides he's going to keep an eye on Eddie. He finishes the rest of his cake.]