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Sunny Baudelaire ([personal profile] biteybaby) wrote2024-11-01 07:36 pm

Open: The difference between arson and a birthday party is the number of candles.

On the day of her birthday, Sagramore takes Sunny out for an early ride on Fenyes. The foal is due any week now, but Sunny is so little that it’s fine for her to sit on top of Fenyes’ back, in the groove that seems perfectly made for a rider, while Sagramore leads her around by the bridle – and it keeps them out of the house long enough for Laertes and Magnus to put the plan of her party into action.

Laertes uses the brief window of time well--he has his cake pans selected, his parchment paper already cut to shape, and his chocolate frosting mixed ahead of time, and all that remains is to mix the chocolate cake batter and to bake it. To delight his daughter's many teeth, he's selected a mix of sprinkles with several different textures of crunch.

For her part, Sunny knows several things. She knows her birthday is likely very soon, and that Magnus thinks she should have a party. They talked about it some, back at the wedding. She also knows that they are going to have company over today, though she didn’t give that much thought, as they often have company over, and nobody specified how many people would be arriving. However, she has yet to put these facts together, and as a result is unaware that her birthday and subsequent party are today.

Magnus has been secreting things away in the shed where he and Galahad found Drosera for weeks — they're not precisely close, but they're close enough that he can move things over in fairly short order. The crucial supplies include several card tables, a KIERKLAAND-brand dinosaur-themed bounce house and slide with an attached battery-powered blower, with enough stakes that it should be fine for an adult to go in with her whenever she wants, and so many balloons, streamers, and ribbons. A more recent addition to the lot includes loads of additional party-appropriate snacks: crudités trays with dips, apples for slicing with caramel dippers on the side, and a couple of kinds of chips. Also, most importantly, Magnus's gifts.

Once the bouncy house is anchored to the ground and inflating, Magnus starts setting up the tables, tying balloons to ribbons and arraying them around the tables and yard and, frankly, tossing the streamers all over the place. Finally, and based in part on some magazine articles he's read on throwing parties and showers (a birthday party for a two year old is basically a baby shower, right?) he puts out some signs: GIFTS GO HERE on one card table, and BOOKS GO HERE on another. (They asked each attendee to bring a book to contribute to Sunny's personal library in lieu of cards in the party invitations, preferably a children's book with personal meaning and significance but with no true limitations.) The final card table gets the polaroid camera and some silly costume components — funny hats, disguise glasses, feather boas — so people can document the occasion. He has secret plans to take the resulting photos and make a little album of them for the family.

So it is that when Sagramore finally brings Sunny home again, riding on his shoulders, everything is ready for her – including Sagramore’s own gift, as abysmally wrapped as one might imagine, and sitting on the outside eating table, which has been reserved for that purpose.

Sunny has never seen a party so large before, that clearly took so much planning. Her first birthday party, though lovely and a lot of fun, was nothing like this. Her eyes dart all around, at all of her friends who have come, all of the gifts they were kind enough to bring for her, and at all of the activities her family have planned, all with her in mind. There's an overwhelming mix of emotions running through her small body, but she quickly settles on happy and excited. She wipes a couple of rogue tears from her cheeks before turning to her Apu, pointing at the bounce house, and asking, "Can I go jump?"
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[personal profile] aflashbastard 2024-11-11 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Not what he was really thinking but Crowley shrugs and rolls with it. After Sunny settles into his lap, he flips the book to the appropriate page and starts to read the story. "Let's see... Once there was a girl named Jenny who always wore a green ribbon around her neck. One day Alfred asked her why she wore it. 'I cannot tell you,' said Jenny."

Crowley frowns. "You know, Alfred really needs to mind his own business. Jenny needs to tell him to go to... er, go to Haddington."
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[personal profile] aflashbastard 2024-11-12 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Exactly. -- But Alfred kept asking, 'Why do you wear it?' and Jenny would say, 'It is not important.' Jenny and Alfred grew up and fell in love." Crowley scoffs. "Jenny, I don't think you're making the best choice there."
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[personal profile] aflashbastard 2024-11-12 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"One day, Alfred and Jenny got married. After their wedding, Alfred said, 'Now that we're married, you must tell me about the green ribbon.' 'You still must wait,' said Jenny. 'I will tell you when the right time comes.'," Crowley reads.

"When we're divorced," he adds in his Jenny voice -- because of course he's reading this with voices. How else would he be doing it?
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[personal profile] aflashbastard 2024-11-13 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Er. No, that was just my commentary. Sorry. But I'm sure happier times are right around the corner," Crowley tells her. He's gotten so invested in Alfred and Jenny's horrible romance that he's forgotten they're reading a book of scary stories -- though scary stories don't always have to be unhappy stories1. "Years passed. Alfred and Jenny grew old. One day, Jenny became very sick. The doctor told her she was dying."

1This one is, though.
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[personal profile] aflashbastard 2024-11-13 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Jenny called Alfred to her side. 'Alfred,' she said, 'now I can tell you about the green ribbon. Untie it, and you will see why I could not tell you before.'" Crowley sneaks a peek and there's only one page left. Surely, this story ends with the untying of the ribbon releasing the demon trapped inside of Jenny so that she can devour Alfred's soul and live out the rest of her existence as a free-spirited, independent woman demon? Surely.
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[personal profile] aflashbastard 2024-11-13 02:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Could be fashion," Crowley says, tone doubtful. "Slowly and carefully, Alfred untied the ribbon, and Jenny’s head fell off!"

That's it? That's the end? Jenny suffers through Alfred and this is all she gets?
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[personal profile] aflashbastard 2024-11-13 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Crowley looks amused that Sunny is so amused by what he thinks is a disappointing end to the story, but he -- surprisingly -- makes a couple of quick connections. "Oh, the one you had to fight off? Didn't she have a sword?"
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[personal profile] aflashbastard 2024-11-14 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"At least you didn't have to deal with Alfred," Crowley offers. Ugh. He's the worst.
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[personal profile] aflashbastard 2024-11-16 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
"You know what, I absolutely agree. Alfred's head falls off, Jenny gets the life insurance payout and lives happily ever after without anyone commenting on her fashion choices."
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[personal profile] aflashbastard 2024-11-16 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Precisely." This is why Sunny is a strong, independent woman. She's got such a logical head on her shoulders.