[Sometime in the evening there's a knock on the front door of Blue's little house. More of a thump maybe. Which is weird coming from Noah, who usually bypasses the door entirely, but there's a reason he hasn't come right in and that reason is that his hands are full with some sort of...pitcher? Which is, in turn, full nearly to the top with a very blue liquid and a lot of gummi candies. He'd gotten the ingredients in a kit after they all got back from Camp Harmony and decided to save them for Blue's birthday.]
( there's been more to the day than blue expected honestly, considering she'd planned to more or less let the day slip by unannounced. it's--nice, she's not going to lie, and when the door knocks she's expecting something along the lines of adam's little cupcake delivery. so the fact that it's noah — and noah's very full hands — is a bit of a surprise. a pleasant one though, clearly. she's very pleased to see him. )
Oh, here let me...help. ( there's not really much to do except get the door though, which she does, quickly ushering him inside and in the direction of the kitchen. ) Is there a special occasion?
( before she goes to get glasses, blue stops to take advantage of noah's hands now being free, stepping in close and winding her arms around his waist. she genuinely hadn't wanted to make any sort of fuss about the day, but it's not like she can deny that she's touched by all the efforts that they're going to. her boys. )
Thank you. What is that drink, anyway? Are those gummi worms?
[Noah puts one arm around her and raises his other hand to affectionately fluff her hair.]
Yes. Wellll—some of them might be gummi penises actually, but they taste the same. It all came in a box.
[Which is...suspicious, maybe, but Noah put on the last of the dreamed temporary tattoos so he could test it before bringing it over, and as far as he can tell it's regular alcohol and juice and candy. No side effects.]
birthday delivery
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Oh, here let me...help. ( there's not really much to do except get the door though, which she does, quickly ushering him inside and in the direction of the kitchen. ) Is there a special occasion?
( she's very funny. )
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[He's teasing. Noah heads on inside and plunks the pitcher down on the kitchen counter. It sloshes perilously, but doesn't spill.]
Happy birthday!
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( before she goes to get glasses, blue stops to take advantage of noah's hands now being free, stepping in close and winding her arms around his waist. she genuinely hadn't wanted to make any sort of fuss about the day, but it's not like she can deny that she's touched by all the efforts that they're going to. her boys. )
Thank you. What is that drink, anyway? Are those gummi worms?
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Yes. Wellll—some of them might be gummi penises actually, but they taste the same. It all came in a box.
[Which is...suspicious, maybe, but Noah put on the last of the dreamed temporary tattoos so he could test it before bringing it over, and as far as he can tell it's regular alcohol and juice and candy. No side effects.]