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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Re: Food & Cake

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine shrugged. "He likes meat? It's really just a giant meatloaf with mashed potatoes. Nothing in it that my mom doesn't make for dinner every other Sunday. It's just... cake-shaped!"

Re: Food & Cake

[bloody-luck.livejournal.com]

Mat dropped his voice. "He might come to you with an idea to put actual icing on one. Don't let him do it."

Re: Food & Cake

[thatsamilkshake]

"...Don't worry, I won't." Facepalm. "If it makes you feel any safer, one of his birthday presents was an offer of cooking lessons."

Re: Food & Cake

[bloody-luck.livejournal.com]

"It does," Mat laughed. "Those cookies were terrifying."