Someone's old and everyone needs to know.

[i_got_this]

Who: Anyone! This means YOU!
What: York's Over The Hill Party because he admitted to being fucking 40
When: Tonight!
Where: Ballroom!
Rating: PG-13 for language (South)

Although it was something of a last minute production, South was eager for the chance to rub in York's age a little. She'd felt at such a disadvantage being the baby of her little group, and once the opportunity presented itself for a little mischief she couldn't ignore it.

It had taken some organization and a call out to York's friends, but people who knew him (and even some who didn't) were willing to pitch in and help out.

Thus, South had put up a bunch of decorations, in addition to whatever some of the others brought in. She even had a special hat for the party Boy. Five had someone making a cake, Aradia was helping put up decorations, Reno was in charge of alcohol ... South was quite pleased with herself.

[[ooc: Give me a moment to get some sections up ... HAVE AT IT! ]]

Comments

[youfallback]

More or less. [Carolina grins brightly at him.] Happy 40th. Whenever it was.

[encryptedlock]

I should never have admitted to being that old, even under a filter.

[But he's starting to grin.]

[i_got_this]

[Stopping by to plop this beauty on York's head.]

Happy Birthday, Old Fart. [Yes, she's having way too much fun with this theme.]

[encryptedlock]

What the--

God, South.

[But there's a bit of a grin.]

[i_got_this]

[She shrugs, wearing a bit of a grin herself.] You better get used to it.

[She's not letting you live this down.]

[encryptedlock]

You did all this?

[He gestures around, meaning, well, the whole party? South? For him?]

[i_got_this]

Well, not all of it. It was my idea. Which was your fault.

[encryptedlock]

Well, I--thanks. Wasn't expecting this.

[i_got_this]

That's sort of the point, you know. Surprise party and all. [Playful punch to the arm!]

[encryptedlock]

[Well, at least there aren't any tombstones.]

Don't think I need a cane just yet, but.

[i_got_this]

Maybe not yet, but soon. Sooner then me, at least.

[It's kind of weird but oddly satisfying to be able to tease him about his age, considering just a few months ago back on the Mother of Invention they were, well, much closer together in that respect.]

[encryptedlock]

[York just rolls his eyes.]

Yeah, yeah, and then I'll trip all you little whippersnappers with it.

[i_got_this]

[She chuckles,] You're forgetting our nimble whippersnapper reflexes!

[encryptedlock]

I don't know about that. I mean, I still have some reflexes myself.

[youfallback]

[Carolina chuckles.] Not one to South, at least.

[She rummages around in her pockets for a couple moments before coming up empty. Of all the days to be suddenly forgetful.] Your present's upstairs.

[encryptedlock]

You got me a present?

--I mean, you really didn't have to.

[youfallback]

[Carolina raises a slightly concerned eyebrow at him.]

Coming form the guy who hates when I eat MREs.

[encryptedlock]

Well, I mean. Come on. That's just called having taste buds.

[youfallback]

And this is called having expectations, York. [Though, honestly, she's not surprised he's never mentioned his birthday or his age to anyone. She didn't either.] Your life is worth celebrating.

[It's one thing she's gleaned from her time at the Castle. To take each day by the neck and shake it for all it's worth.]

[encryptedlock]

[That's--

Okay, no, he really doesn't usually expect anything. There's less disappointment that way. So instead he just pulls her in for a fierce hug.]

Thanks. I mean it.

[youfallback]

[Carolina's not a big one for PDA, even touching in public, so she keeps her end of the hug short, but a solid return of the gesture.]

Glad you like it.

[encryptedlock]

[He grins at her once he pulls back.]

Do you even know how long it's been since I had a birthday party?

[youfallback]

'A while' covers most of my guesses. [Essentially, since things started escalating in the Project.]

[encryptedlock]

Yep.

[And he looks around at all the decorations a little more fully.]

--Is it just me, or does that seeing eye chart say "boobs"?

[youfallback]

[Carolina raises an eyebrow at York, assuming wishful thinking on his part until she actually glances over at the seeing eye chart. Oh.]

It's not just you. [And she's not an old man.]