[action/audio] HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUU also dated to like April 10th

[icequeen_aran]

[YES. INDEED, IT IS SOMEONE'S BIRTHDAY TODAY. Samus knows it would be incredibly difficult to top her previous birthday gifts for said someone, so she's not really going to try, but he will be smothered with undue affection and attention. Hurray, you survived yet another year! Let's celebrate!

Falcon may come home to the firehouse decked out in orange and blue streamers, and a diabetes inducing cake on the kitchen counter top. The cake itself doesn't appear to be anything special, but the candle (which cost way more than it probably should have) definitely is. She's totally going to make him light it.

Also that card is for reals. Really for reals. His butt won't quit. It may or may not also contain Jeff's signature inside??? MOM'S???

Wrapped/bagged presents include and are not limited to: the usual round of car goodies, including turtle wax, those stupid fuzzy dice and some stickers she doesn't really expect him to actually put on the car but it's the thought that counts, or something, right? There's also a little custom BOBBLE HEAD waiting to go in the Flyer, as opposed to the gunship. There's probably a campy birthday sex coupon of some kind hidden in his next pair of socks, ready to jump out and papercut his toes--that dastardly wench. Maybe a couple of more bargin bin movies (it's the gift that keeps on giving), and two or three of those old primative eight-tracks things he seems to like, she really has no idea if they'll even play, or if Megaweapon will end up finding a new chew toy.

Speaking of last year's present... HAPPY BIRTHANNIVERSARY MEGAWEAPON. WHAT A... wait what... NO--THIS. WHAT A GOOD DOG. She's getting a special doggy cake and toys and Falcon is not allowed to touch but he may play with them if he asks her nicely.

Samus's own birthdate may have come to public light in Smash Academy on more than one occasion, much to her chagrin (bounty hunters were Mysterious Creatures for plenty of personal reasons about these sorts of things), but she's not going to be quick to admit his.]


Everyone should be nice to coach today.

[...not outright admit, anyway. Sometime before Falcon comes home Samus graces the network with that single, dryly-delivered, vague audio message, and nothing more. And it is most definitely encrypted away from him.]

That's all.

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[star_punched]

It's his birthday or somethin' ain't it.

[Do I have to buy an overbearing expensive something for coach.]

[audio]

[icequeen_aran]

Maybe it's an anniversary.

[She's going to make you think about that one, Mac.]

meanwhile back at the firehaus

[raced_god]

[Falcon has his guard up today. He doesn't know what is in store for him, but birthdays always mean surprises, and he doesn't do well with those--so when he arrives back at the firehouse only to find that it's been decorated and that there's cake, he is instantly on guard.]

Samus?

[She could be anywhere, lying in wait to spring her nefarious trap. IN FACT, he thinks he hears something now! IT'S--]

Megaweapon?

[Megaweapon is wearing a party hat. What kind of scheme is this!?]

Samus, I'm home.

[icequeen_aran]

[Megaweapon thinks she looks super fashionable andor has momentarily forgotten there is technically a chew toy (much like how anything is technically a chew toy) tied to the top of her head. Samus appears to be NO WHERE IN SIGHT... but if Falcon's eyes are keen he might spot a lone rose petal drifting down from the opening above the upper floor fire pole.]

[raced_god]

[Falcon spots that rose petal and it fills him with a cold sense of dread. There seems little to do but go where the petal has come from, and he ascends the stairs, Megaweapon squeaking her squeaky toy at his heels.]

Samus.

[icequeen_aran]

Yes?

[COMES MYSTERIOUSLY FROM THE BEDROOM...

She might be hiding behind the door in the bedroom however, a pillow cunningly behind her back.]

[raced_god]

[This is all

too easy.

He follows the source of the voice, Megaweapon at his heels, fully expecting some kind of ambush.

Slowly, very slowly

he opens

the door.]

[icequeen_aran]

[INCOMING PILLOW ASSAULT FROM BEHIND THE DOOR--but there's a caveat with this particular pillow.

It is not stuffed with feathers, but instead there is an explosion of

rose petals]

[raced_god]

[Nooooooooo

nooooooo

That is what he's saying as rose petals explode in every direction, flying all over the room, scattering across the floor in a flurry of pink. Ack pfpffghtht they're in his mouth.]

Look what you did!

[icequeen_aran]

I know damn well what I did and I'm going to do it again.

[SHE'S DOING IT AGAIN she's whacking him in the side and she has the biggest smile because she's convinced herself she is utilizing these rose petals in a completely good way.

As they explode in the air.

He's used rose petals to commensurate romantic gestures before. She doesn't know how he got them all over the floor but this is. A way. Her way.]

They'll be all over the floor if you give me a chance.

[raced_god]

[This cannot go on. He needs a way to defend himself before the entire bed room is coated in a fine layer of rose petals. He takes another blow to the face before he manages to tuck and roll out of the way, nabbing a pillow of his own.]

You have made a terrible mistake.

[icequeen_aran]

I have not.

[IT'S A MEXICAN BOUNTY HUNTER PILLOW FIGHT STANDOFF. She jerks her chin at him in a 'come and get some' manner.]

But you have.

[UUURRRAAAAAGGGHHHHH PILLOW FIGHT]