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Wyvern rushes into the Cabaret Room clutching a shakey platter between his claws. The shiny neon cover-cloth of the dish sparkles as the overgrown lizard skids to a halt and almost topples over. Wyv catches his breath for a moment, then flashes a razor-sharp grin and tosses the cloth into the air, revealing a triple-chocolate jumbled hair cake with pointy ear candles. He doesn't notice the cover-cloth as it floats through the air into Solivagus' face, and ignores the commotion of nearby shiny fanatics as he sets the cake down at Valdar's feet.

 

"Happy Birthday, Valdar." Wyvern strikes another token grin, then flexes his neck for a moment. "I've been practicing the proper ear speak to communicate my best wishes for this day, but am still having a few issues with the obstructing horns. Still, I hope this will sssay more than any hissing can."

 

Valdar steps back as Wyvern jumps in the air and flips, spreading his wings a notch to give his twist a little flexibility. The overgrown lizard attempts to land on his horns, but screws a little too sharp and falls flat on his face. He lies in silence for a long minute, then gradually shuffles to his feet and breaths a dismal sigh.

 

"Well, the thought'sss there anyway." Wyvern grumbles, then snaps a claw. "Almost forgot, gotta light the candles on this thing."

 

Valdar raises a brow as Wyvern cups a claw near his snout.

 

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY AARDVARK."

 

The ear candles spontaneously burst into flame at the sound of Aardvark's name. Valdar's eyes widen as the ear wax (eww) begins to melt at an alarming pace, shifting its way through the chocolate hair conditioner glaze down to the crusty cake scalp.

 

;-)

 

OOC: Happy Birthday, Valdar, I hope all goes well for you. :-) And a Happy Birthday to you as well, Aardvark... no comment! ;p

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Evangeline blinked at the horrendous disaster of a cake - but what else was to be expected from one such as Wyvern? She looked around at the ring of hesitant Pennites, and decided to be the first to step forward.

 

"Valdar? Happy birthday... here." Evangeline lugged the rather large brown-paper-wrapped box to Valdar's feet, coiling the rope on top and plopping a muffin tin on top. The muffin tin held individual servings of home-made apple cake, each with a magically burning candle in the middle - the flame would never burn down. The cakes were still steaming. "The cakes are actually for Aardvark, and if he wants to share with you, he can. All except one, of course. The box is for you."

 

Evangeline turned and scampered away before Valdar could say thanks, and before Aardvark could notice that as soon as he pulled out a muffin, another would take its place complete with candle and steam. In the box Valdar would find the complete set of brand-spanking-new Valdemar novels and connected works, with a note explained about the connection between Valdar's name, Valdemar, and Velgarth, and how Evangeline couldn't get it out of her head until she actually did something about it, and how Evangeline hoped Valdar would enjoy the gift as much as she had.

 

 

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Back at home...

 

"Ma? I'm home!" Evangeline called as she toed off her shoes and ran into the kitchen... to be faced by an irate mother and a shaking spatula.

 

"WHAT have you done with my muffin-tin?!?"

 

"Er... eh-heh?"

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