Sixth Floor, Thursday Evening -- Merlin's Birthday Party

[bitchprince]

If Arthur had still been back at Camelot, the idea of holding celebrations for a servant's birthday would have seemed preposterous. But he wasn't, and it didn't, and if he were really honest with himself he'd admit he enjoyed it (or at least in as much as it involved picking out presents that made him fret some on the inside and yelling at people about getting decorations in).

The Sixth Floor was decorated rather decadently for a birthday party. There were some CDs of painfully carefully selected songs playing through the system - the ones Arthur had judged least likely to shatter eardrums (and maybe tending towards the classical and medieval).

And there was food. Courtesy of Francine.

Arthur didn't like half-measures much.

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Comments

Re: Talk to the Birthday Boy

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"Some people here have a strange sense of humor," Bruce said as he shook Merlin's hand. "It doesn't hurt to be ready for that kind of thing."

Re: Talk to the Birthday Boy

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Believe me, I know." Oh, all that porn he was given. "I find it best to be generally suspicious of everything."

Yeah, that worked for him. Really.

Re: Talk to the Birthday Boy

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"It's a reasonable outlook," Bruce agreed. "Especially when you're put in a room with that many mystery gifts."

Somebody didn't have a lot of big birthday parties growing up.

Re: Talk to the Birthday Boy

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Though, you have to trust some people. Like... Francine there. She made the food, so it's bound to be good."

As long as people weren't expecting actual cake.

Re: Talk to the Birthday Boy

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"She's a good cook?" Bruce asked.

Re: Talk to the Birthday Boy

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Best biscuits on the island." Even if he did enjoy J,GoB to...