It's somebody's birthday

[scary_music]

Mun-chan! Mun-chan! You remembered Ibuki's birthday! But isn't it a little late for you? Such a night owl!

Ooh, though, isn't it too bad Ibuki can't celebrate her birthday at the Bastion? That's so sad! Where can Ibuki celebrate it? Oh, I know! She can celebrate it here, right? Right! YAHOO~!

Oooh, you have Thanksgiving on Ibuki's birthday? What's that? Ibuki has no clue! Oh, Ibuki knows!

THANKS for GIVING Ibuki a birthday party! No? No, that's not it? Ooh, turkey! So much turkey! We have a holiday like that! On the 25th of December, we have Kentucky Fried Chicken! ... It's not the same? But turkey tastes like chicken, doesn't it? No?

Ibuki hopes she gets lots of her friends at the Bastion for her birthday! That would make Ibuki so happy! Uwah... but they don't do applications today, do they? Oh well! It can be a delayed birthday present then!

[... for general birthday shenanigans assume party hats, balloons, games, cake, whatevers... and especially a karaoke machine.]

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i caved and got a paid account but now i can't find that one place i wanted to steal icons from

[sthampede]

Your restraint is commendable.

[And there's a word he hadn't thought he would use in relation to Ibuki. Since when is she restrained?]

Would you like me to cut you a slice?

Uwah I know them feels, having seen something and then thinking later I SHOULD ICON THAT-WHERE IS IT

[scary_music]

Ooh, are you sure? Are you? Ibuki on a sugar rush could be dangerous! Can Gundam-chan handle Ibuki's sudden surge of energy?

PRETTY MUCH god if only i had TALENT for photoshop

[sthampede]

It is your birthday, is it not?

[But he is definitely bracing himself. BE GENTLE...]

l-lol... all I do with photoshop is just crop and resize XD;

[scary_music]

That's true, that's true!

Gundam-chan! You have the honor of cutting Ibuki's first slice of cake!

[sthampede]

[Her first slice? Way to put the pressure on. Gundam doesn't let it affect him, though, at least not visibly, and attempts to peel her away just long enough that he can fetch her an appropriately-sized slice. No really is she still doing that clinging thing or is he free now?]

I hope this will suffice.

[scary_music]

Yes! It's good! Perfect size, Gundam-chan!

Ooh, but wait, Gundam-chan is the winner! Here, here-

[She stabs a piece of cake and holds it up towards Gundam's mouth-]

It's your reward for winning the game!

[Ibuki what are you doing-]

many apologies if i'm reading this wrong

[sthampede]

[She. No. What? He half opens his mouth to protest, which is probably Ibuki's cue to... but she wouldn't, right?

... Right!?]

No you got it right XD

[scary_music]

[Sorry Gundam, you gave her an opening. That cake is going into Gundam's mouth.]

Nyom~! Is it good? Is it, Gundam-chan?

OH GOOD didn't want to be presumptuous

[sthampede]

[There's a muffled sort of mmrph as the forkful of cake goes in, and (predictably) Gundam goes bright red yet again as he chews it unwillingly. This is... people don't normally do this, do they? But Ibuki is, well, Ibuki, so surely it isn't anything more than that.]

I...

[Sorry, no, he can't quite form words yet. Try again later.]

You could be a good Mikan, too! XD

[scary_music]

Gundam-chan? Gundam-chan? Are you okay? Was it bad? It wasn't bad, was it? Or is it indescribably good? Ibuki's confused!

... shut up

[sthampede]

[Asking questions when he has a face full of cake is surely the most dastardly of deeds, somehow. Too bad her reaction to his earlier accusations is keeping him from proclaiming as much.]

It was not... bad.

:p I better get to bed, I've been bad about getting decent sleep this weekend. Night!

[scary_music]

That's better than bad, at least!

Did Gundam-chan enjoy it? Does he want another bite?

[Before Gundam can reply... she's already got another forkful of cake heading for his mouth]

same. i blame you. also, icon rehaul complete because reasons

[sthampede]

Mioda.

[And yes, he said that through gritted teeth while opening his mouth as little as possible.]

Desist.

[He'd say more, but he wants a guarantee that she won't be stuffing his face again first.]

scary reasons! Also, no work phone posts because new carrier has crappy 'net coverage at work...

[scary_music]

Ooh, Gundam-chan is being scary again...

RENAME KEYWORDS IS SO BROKEN i give up

[sthampede]

As the victor, the method of feasting ought to be within my discretion. Moreover, we are celebrating the day of your manifestation upon this mortal plane. Should the first slice not go to you?

*patpatpat*

[scary_music]

Ooh, too late, Gundam-chan! See, see, you already took the first bite! You should have said something earlier! Whoops!

at least they're successful at being stupidly pretentious

[sthampede]

You will not bind me with this dark contract! Gundam Tanaka is beyond such trickery!

[scary_music]

Huh? But, look, look see?

[Ibuki holds up the cake that's already had a piece eaten from it]

See? See? There's no contract involved, it's just what happened! It's too late, it's a thing that happened!

What's wrong with having the first bite if the birthday girl is okay that you did? Ibuki's confused, she doesn't understand!

[sthampede]

The fey may seek to snare unwary mortals by feeding them otherworldly delicacies, but you, woman of the barrows, will not so easily bewitch me.

[He sends the cake a disdainful glance and gestures toward it extravagantly.]

You may have drawn first blood, but the battle was mine the moment it began! I will continue to consume this confection, but only after you have dosed yourself in equal measure.

oh Gundam, you think you got Ibuki but you just dug yourself a deep hole

[scary_music]

In equal measure?

I see, I see... Gundam-chan, you're surprisingly bold! But very well, Ibuki will bow to your demands!

If it's to be in equal measure, then it's Gundam-chan's turn to feed Ibuki!

[And she's handing you the fork, Gundam...]

o shi

[sthampede]

[His turn to what?!]

I...

[His mouth works silently for a moment, shuts, then opens again for a strained laugh.]

You would... dare?!

[He stares at the fork, looking utterly lost for a second or two before the facade falls into place one more.]

Impressive... most impressive, Ibuki Mioda! And yet, how futile! For any hand of mine to offer sustenance to another, they must undertake a series of trials... terrible trials, the likes of which would fracture your mortal mind to hear! The burden is doubled when the seeker is human, and though you poorly suit the category, there remains no other recourse.

[He tries, yet again, to free himself from her, trying to be subtle and failing miserably.]

I am afraid you must tend to your corporeal needs yourself, for I find that I am suddenly needed elsewhere.

[scary_music]

Huh? Huhhh?

You can't just leave, Gundam-chan! It's Ibuki's birthday! You haven't even been here for that long!

[Sorry Gundam but she's holding on even tighter now after what you just said]

[sthampede]

[Had he been at all inclined toward cruelty, he might have shoved her off, ordered his Four Dark Devas to bite her, something, but as things are, he only looks increasingly uncomfortable, one hand lifting and hovering for a moment before attempting to gently pry her off. He's as averse to touching others as always, but this...]

Mioda. I must insist that you cease taking liberties with my person.

[scary_music]

What? Ibuki doesn't understand. Liberties? What liberties? Creative liberties? Ibuki can't make songs about Gundam-chan anymore? Why not?

[... though, she actually starts to release her hold now]

no I don't know what gundam thinks ibuki is anymore

[sthampede]

[He eases away carefully, too, hoping that if he moves slowly enough, she won't immediately start constricting again. Is she part python as well?]

This...

[He falters, then generally indicates the whole her touching him thing. Apparently, he can't quite bring himself to say it aloud.]

I realize that your mortal guise will be imperiled if you do not maintain a steady diet of soul essence, but surely you have noticed that I am immune to all attempts to drain my power. Ll the better for you; had you succeeded, you would have been incinerated.