∞ 95: A quaint birthday [action]

[chikaidestroyer]

[An early birthday dinner. That was what Albert had proposed, knowing it was likely Caesar would want to nap as soon as he was full. And so, with Caesar's Luceti birthday having arrived, there were light preparations for a quiet celebration. After all, Silverbergs were intensely private as it was, so there would be no invited guests unless Caesar himself decided to invite them.]

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[chikaidestroyer]

[Since Raine is doing the encouraging, Albert remains silent and waits for Caesar to decide upon something.]

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

I'm no good at this stuff. [But even so, he regards the cake a moment longer to make it seem as if he's thinking of something. People waiting on him like this is weird, and he's still kind of embarrassed, so it won't be long before he just goes ahead and blows out the candle. He can think of a proper wish later. ...that'd still totally count.] There.

[wise_maiden]

[She nods, with a small smile, and gestures to the knife on the table so he can cut himself his first slice.]

Would you like anything to drink with it? [That question is given to Albert as well, with a glance.]

[chikaidestroyer]

There should be some coffee leftover from earlier. I will have some of that, if you please.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

[He tilts his head as he reaches for the knife. Hmm. Milk might taste better, but...]

More soda. [Just in case. With the knife, he carefully cuts into the cake. Unsurprisingly, he's measuring a small piece for himself.]

[wise_maiden]

Understood. [She moves away to get fresh glasses for all of them while Caesar works on his slicing. A mug of coffee for Albert, a glass of soda for Caesar, and eventually readying milk with just a hint of coffee in it for herself.

It's almost time for the verdict. How exciting.]

[chikaidestroyer]

[Albert waits patiently for Caesar to finish with his cutting before offering to take over. He'll cut himself and Raine a pair of similar-sized cake slices. Of course, he's still waiting for Caesar to eat first.]

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

[Caesar cuts into the piece of cake on his plate with his fork, but he won't take a bite of it until the glass of soda is set down in front of him.]

Thanks. [Gratitude for the drink. As soon as he has it, he'll take a bite of the cake. The lemon sauce tastes out of place, but the cake itself is alright, so he comments on that.] Surprisingly not bad.

[wise_maiden]

[She takes her seat again with her drink, waiting patiently for Caesar to take his bite. Is that a complement? With Caesar, one has to take what they can get.]

Really? Have as much as you like.

[chikaidestroyer]

[Once Caesar has started in on his shortcake, Albert begins eating as well. He doesn't have any problem with the dessert, though it had taken awhile to warm up to the combination of apple and lemon.

Not a bad birthday dinner at all.]