if i were to be reborn, i would still run straight to you

[windykind]

Characters: John Egbert and everyone everywhere.
Setting: Floor 4
Format: Do whatever.
Summary: It's April 13; you know what that means. John's birfday.
Warnings: None



[Well Tower, John's followed up on his plans to throw himself his own birthday party. Along with his best bro Dave, the two of them have lugged a sound system out of somewhere in the tower, scavenged enough food to serve as refreshments, and basically did the best they could to make this a proper birthday party with the few materials they hav. Unfortunately, neither of them have ever had a proper birthday party in their lives, so it's pretty bare. But you know what? He doesn't care and he doesn't really expect a lot of people to come either because it's going to be the best party on the planet you guys, and really, he doesn't need one as long as he can see all of his friends coming together and being chummy. Awwww yea.]

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[guiltapalooza]

[Willow's ducking in shyly, a distinctly DVD-sized cloth-wrapped present in her hands and held defensively against her chest like a textbook. She's nervous and tentative about being out and about, but here she is. She knows she can't let herself hole up completely, and anyway, it is John's birthday. She can't miss that.

She goes to seek him out without delay, too jittery to take her time or stay in one place for long. She can't just hang around John forever, though, and once her present giving is over with will probably just float around awkwardly. It feels like she's regressing to high school, but she can't exactly stop herself.]

[windykind]

Willow!

[John brightened up immediately when he saw her floating in the doorway, and the two met halfway between their starting points, because both were making a beeline for the other. And yup, he just launches right there into a hug. Good thing Dave had disappeared -- where did he go to anyway? -- because otherwise he would have given the two of them all sorts of shit.] I'm so happy you came!

[guiltapalooza]

[Oh, hugs are nice. She hugs him back gladly, relaxing somewhat and mustering up an attempt at a smile for him. It's small, but sincere.]

Of course I came. You're fourteen now, I can't tall you a tiny tot anymore, [she teases.] I bet you're tall enough for roller coasters and everything.

Here, by the way. [Holding out the present now. It was wrapped with blue geometric-patterned fabric from the work room and held together with safety pins and ribbon. Not a fantastic wrapping job, but she didn't have a lot to work with, here.]

[windykind]

All we need is a roller coaster floor and we'll be set. [His face brightens when she hands him the gift, taking it and carefully pulling out the safety pins (don't want to death stab anybody). She did a pretty good job, all things considered.] What, so you got me a present anyway?

[guiltapalooza]

A roller coaster floor... maybe skip putting that suggestion in, unless you want an amusement park of horrors. [Willow's pretty jaded about the whole suggestion box thing at this point.

She'd much rather be talking about his present and trying to dismiss any credit for being a thoughtful friend, because it makes her embarrassed.] "Got you a present", "went up to the media floor and hoped you hadn't seen this yet"... tomato, tohmato.

[Oh, and inside is a slightly used copy of Kick-Ass, for the record.]

[windykind]

...Hmm, good call. [That could have been disastrous.]

[But he laughs at her tomato, tomahto thing.] I betcha I could play you that song on the piano. [Guess who came from a year before Kick-Ass was released? This kid. So he looks over it curiously. No, he hasn't seen it.] Doesn't look familiar. Thanks!

[guiltapalooza]

I didn't know you played the piano. [She has another slight smile at his laugh.]

Oh, good, glad I was successful there. I watched it and thought it was interesting. Kind of a meta commentary on the whole superhero thing, but really cleverly pulled off. If also violent and swear-ridden. I am trusting you with an R-rated movie, buddy.

[windykind]

Sure I do! I've played it since I was like, six. And pretty well, too. [John nods smugly.]

[His cocky grin becomes an expression of mock horror.] What?! An R-rated movie? Are you sure I don't need a permission slip?

[guiltapalooza]

More than just Chopsticks? Impressive. I'm so tone deaf I couldn't even be an accurate metronome.

[Okay, she has to grin a little at that, depression or no depression.] Since you're being accompanied by an adult, Mr. Egbert, we can let it slide this time.

[knightime]

[Dave actually had disappeared after set-up. He did say 'be right back' but kind of stalled.

Okay, he super stalled. Because he had no idea what to do. In the end he kind of panicked slightly. What was he supposed to get for John's birthday? Can he just do an IOU? Would that count? Ughh. Being John's best bro is hard and no one understands.

Eventually, he does return. He's got his hands shoved behind his back and completely failing the part where he's supposed to look nonchalant. He looks like the opposite of nonchalant.]

[windykind]

[It's immediately obvious when Dave returns that A) he's acting strangely and B) he's hiding something behind his back. This can only mean one thing... but he'll let Dave introduce that on his own time.] Hey. Where'd you run off to?

[knightime]

Had to go to the little coolkid's room. Nature calls and I really needed to piss. Can't fault a guy for wanting to take a piss bro.

[He's totally stalling.]

[windykind]

Nope, that's true. [John nods, and then remembers something he's been meaning to tell Dave for several days. They always got sidetracked by preparations or rap battles before he actually could.] ...Hey, uh, thanks for the help with setting all this up! I couldn't have done it without you.

[knightime]

Hey, what can I say? I'm just that awesome for helping out and it's your birthday. I've always got your back. Even through shitty, apocalyptic games or shitty, people stealing towers. That's just how important this bromance is to me.

[He does smile a bit though.]

[windykind]

[John rolls his eyes, also smiling.] We've got this. Or, as you'd say... [He proceeds into an 'imitation' of Dave's voice, complete with highly exaggerated Texas accent.] 'We've got this entire stack of magic and bricks on high-security lockdown. Ain't no rugged monster vagabonds getting their sorry behinds out of here.'

[knightime]

Oh my god. Are you trying to be me.

You are. I take back what I said about the bromance. And here I was, gonna give myself up with a bow and everything for your birthday. Way to ruin everything, jackass. [He's trying to look extremely affronted. He's failing.]

[windykind]

Wow, rude. You can't just bail on me like that. After all we've been through. [He clutches his hands to his chest and sends Dave what is obviously supposed to be a soulful stare, but ends up making him look a little deranged instead. Intentional, of course.]

[myblueskies]

[Romeo ran up to him with a huge smile carrying a plate of cookies in one hand and an apple in the other.] Happy Birthday John! [He passed the presents over with a grin.]

[windykind]

Whoa, is this all for me? [John takes the cookies and apple, smiling. Cookies are... well, they're better than cakes. Maybe he'll have a few in between sharing them with everyone at this small party.] Thanks, Romeo!

[myblueskies]

Yep! Me and Gamzee baked them! [So be warned there might be some sopor slime in those cookies somewhere, Romeo couldn't keep an eye on his roommate the whole time!]

[windykind]

Oh, you know Gamzee? [He looked down at the cookies again, inspecting them closer this time.] I met Gamzee a while back. He kept talking about... slime pies, I think it was? But I don't see any slime on these.

[myblueskies]

He's my roommate he's really nice! I tried to make sure he didn't put any slime in the cookies! [Because slime might be Gamzee's favorite food but he didn't think it belonged in cookie recipes, he had learned the hard way what happened when you followed recipes wrong.]

[windykind]

Yeah, he is pretty nice! ...He talked to me about the slime too, though. I don't know if I really want to eat it. I trust troll pies even less than I trust regular pies. [He laughs, a bit nervously.]

[myblueskies]

Why don't you trust regular pies? [Pies are nice, he made pie with mister John, it was yummy.]

[windykind]

Because pies are related to cakes, and cakes are one of the greatest evils in the world. [He is completely serious.]