25 Unicorn Street, Friday Evening

[on_her_korhal]

So.

She had some food in the fridge. And drinks. Non-alcoholic drinks.

So.

She had a couch. And a record player. And--

A birthday party, apparently. Maybe. She wasn't sure.

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[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Somehow, she'd already known she'd get an answer like that.

And it wasn't the telepathy, this time. "I've got plates," Kerrigan replied, following after River. "Lee got here earlier."

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

"He can have cake too," she said, opening the box. The cake was covered in green coloured whipped cream, and an intricate pattern of peas had been arranged on top.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Should I get you a green drink to match?" Kerrigan asked, smiling. She reached up towards a cabinet, pulling out four plates.

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

"You have one?" River asked with a chuckle. She handed Kerrigan a small present wrapped in aluminium foil. It contained a snow globe with a spaceship in it.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"I've got drinks in all colors of the neon rainbow," she smirked, taking the present with all due care--

And opened it. "...Huh."

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

"Wouldn't mind a green one," River said with a laugh, then nodded at the present. "Won't fly."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

The globe looked... nice... on the counter. Kerrigan considered it for an instant-- she yanked open the fridge in one jerk of a movement, popping out the green bottle on the next move. "Maybe if we work on it."

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River began to cut the cake. "I would be impressed."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"No telling what we can do in the end," she shrugged, leaning lightly on the counter. Cabinets were opened; a glass was found.

A green one. Best to stick with the theme.

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

"There is always dancing, in the end." River offered Kerrigan a piece of cake on a plate. "Happy birthday."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Kerrigan took the plate with some care, balancing it in the palm of her hand for a moment before setting it down; first, she had to pour River a glass. The changeover was a little awkward.

Eventually, though, River had a green glass of neon green fizz, and she had a cake she was... very... carefully tackling with a fork.

A regular fork. She didn't really have any cake forks. "Thanks," she said.

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River took the glass. "I will dance later," she said.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"There's two people in the living room who are probably happy about that," Kerrigan grinned.

And then-- finally-- tried the cake. "...It's not bad," she said, a little surprised. "...I like it."

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

And then River gave her a wide grin and wrapped an arm around her neck and hugged her, balancing glasses and plates.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Oof."

She probably didn't mean to say that out loud. But she hugged back as best as she could, what with plates and glasses and all. "Go bring cake," Kerrigan grinned.