∞ 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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[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

It is my birthday. That would make it really memorable, don't you think? [He is eighteen, after all. It's a strange feeling to be able to say that. Of course, he can't keep up this joke for long, not when he's this content. He ends up smiling to himself again.] But I guess it's already memorable enough.

[chikaidestroyer]

Indeed. You were woken up in the middle of the night to celebrate with dessert in bed. Unusual, to say the least. [He decides against eating more of the cake, figuring that eating too much would just keep him up even later.] I suppose this means you will be waking up even later than usual, though.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

It's worth it, if you ask me. [He shrugs. He doesn't feel the need to stop eating just yet, so he takes another bite.] I had a great birthday.

[chikaidestroyer]

And now you are 18. Strange, isn't it? This is your second birthday spent in Luceti.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

Yeah. [He nods slightly, thoughtfully.] I never thought I'd be here long enough to see this day! But who am I to talk? You've spent more of them here than I have.

[chikaidestroyer]

That is true. [Far, far too many.] But I had already finished growing before I arrived. [...Yet another height joke.]

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

...very funny, Albert. [He elbows him. It's not intended to hurt him, obviously, but... unnecessary, big brother. :|] I am almost certain that there must be something in the food that's stunting my growth.

[Because if he's grown at all, he definitely can't tell the difference.]

[chikaidestroyer]

[Albert sways a little at the elbowing, but just keeps up the teasing.] Perhaps it's all of that soda you have been drinking.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

Why does no one tell you that when you start drinking it? [He might actually be a little concerned!] I guess I still have some time left.

[chikaidestroyer]

Not enough, I'm afraid. You may be doomed to your current height for the rest of your life.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

Shut up. [Spoken halfheartedly. He really doesn't want to think of being stuck this tall forever.] Perhaps I should start wearing taller shoes...

[chikaidestroyer]

And you don't think that will look somewhat ridiculous?

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

Of course it will, but what else can I do? [...though truthfully, he's not that desperate. Unfortunately.] I can't stay like this.

[chikaidestroyer]

Perhaps there is a resident around who can somehow help you grow. There are a variety of skills represented here.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure I'd like to find out. It'd probably be dangerous. A skill like that couldn't come without a cost, and I'd like to keep all of my limbs.

[...that's a worst case scenario, of course.]

[chikaidestroyer]

[What a morbid mental image, Caesar.] You would still have your mind and your body. You could sleep all you want.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

If it came at no cost, I might consider it. But I'd rather not get my hopes up.

[chikaidestroyer]

Indeed. There tends to be a cost for something you desire so much.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

Not worth the trouble. Or the risk. I might even say that I'd rather stay short! There's no point if I can't do it by myself.

[So even if he did find a good opportunity for such a crazy thing, he'd probably pass it up. Albert didn't need help like that to get as tall as he is.]

[chikaidestroyer]

I suppose there are benefits to being short as well. Easy to disappear into a crowd.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

[That makes him snort.]

I guess you're right. [He looks up at his brother, and pokes him in the arm with the other end of his fork.] You stand out too much, Albert. You'd never be able to blend in!

[chikaidestroyer]

I suppose I would not. [He raises a brow at Caesar's way of poking him, deciding this is a cue to get another bit of the cheesecake.] Someone has to live a little.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

And when you don't want to, you'll wish you were just a little less tall. [Yeah, right, but it's an amusing thought. He's pleased to see his brother eating again, so he'll take another piece, too.] At least I have a choice!

[chikaidestroyer]

I've observed that some of the most obnoxiously-loud people are short and desire attention. Will that be you, Caesar?

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

What kind of question is that? I think I'm past the point of being obnoxiously loud.