Happy Birthday to you~

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

[Not only was it New Years Eve in the Nexus, but it was also a certain someone's birthday. Ocelot had spent his time preparing for the event on the rooftops for a few days now and he was finally happy with the end result.]

[Green balloons were wrapped around the railings, and there was a huge buffet table set out, along with the grill to cook the various assortment of meat (yes, that included snakes and treefrogs for any of the younger versions of Big Boss around). He had a little help from a particular individual to hunt down said species, but it was worth it in the end.]

[If snake-meat wasn't to your liking, there also happened to be a various selection of 'party' food, too. Potato chips, sausages, cupcakes, cheese, crackers, anything and everything to suit the tastes of all individuals. There was a cooler for beer, but also some fizzy cola out for any of the younger kids that decide to come by.]

[Ocelot had even decided to put up a banner congratulating the birthdate of Big Boss, and demanded people who turned up to bring presents, or food.]

[Of course, in the center of the table was a massive cake for the lucky birthday boys.]


_{((ooc: Any Big Boss that celebrates their birthday today, this is for you. 8D))}

Comments

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

What's...all of this for?

[He thinks for a moment. What's today? New Year's Eve. Right, and-]

Oh. Oh!

_{....You...didn't have to do this.}

[oldbeast.livejournal.com]

_{I know. I wanted to.}

[David hands him the flowers and the cigars, hoping they were to his standards.]

_{Planted those myself.}

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

_{Hn~ Thank you.}

[He bows his head for a moment. So many gifts. He hardly can express his gratitude.]

These? You did? They're very nice.

[oldbeast.livejournal.com]

[He smiles gradually.]

_{Yeah. Thought of you when I saw them blossoming. Tended to them for a while. Keep them in some water, or re-plant them again if you want.}

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

Thank you, David.

...

[He'd hug him but his arms are sort of full...]

[oldbeast.livejournal.com]

[He settles for patting his arm.]

_{You're welcome.}

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

[John needs a spot to pile up his gifts to free his arms for huggin'.]