I wasn't feeling good on this day last year. Today, I feel good. It's been a better day than I thought it would be.
Well, that's good. :)
Hope you enjoy the skit (hehe)! :D ;)
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[Date: December 18th. Time: 2:07 pm. Location: Inside the school after the dismissal bell rang a few minutes before. To be more specific, at one large set of lockers. Finny and Duke are hanging around their lockers. They put on their jackets (it's December so it's cold; I'm still in school so they are too) after they close and lock their lockers. They're about to walk and exit the school, and probably wait for the rest of the squad that also attends that school now. But then Sparkle, with her jacket on and holding her schoolbag, turns a corner and runs toward them.]
Finny: ... So today's the final day, huh?
Duke: *looks down to zip his jacket's zipper higher* Yeah, I guess.
Finny: *playfully nudges Duke's shoulder?* Have any plans?
Duke: *looks up and shrugs* No, not really.
Finny: In the story universe, we could never celebrate. Maybe we can celebrate this time.
Duke: Yeah, maybe we can. That'll be nice.
Finny: Well, haha, I won't be dead at this time tomorrow. Neither will you. We'll all be here and alive.
Duke: *nods* Not like the story universe. Never again.
Finny: *looks Duke in the eye* Never again.
[Sparkle approaches them.]
Sparkle: *out of breath?* Hey you, what did you get on the test?
Duke: Oh, an 84.
Finny: I got an 88.
Sparkle: *gasps* How? Your grades are so good!
Duke: But I didn't get an A this time.
Sparkle: *sighs and frowns*
Finny: What did you get?
Sparkle: Uh.. well...
Duke: You didn't fail, did you?
Sparkle: Well, technically no...
Duke: Ryen could help you understand it better, y'know. But if you're too afraid of asking him for help, you can ask me.
Finny: Me too. I can help you if you'd like that.
Sparkle: Ugh, when did you get so smart at math?
Finny: Well, I--
Sparkle: I was asking Duke.
Finny: Oh, sorry.
Duke: I've always been good at math. I just.. never put in much effort back then.
Sparkle: *sighs* Well, I got a 68 on my test.
Finny: This year's math is supposed to be the hardest one. It'll be okay.
Sparkle: Yeah, I really hope so.
Duke: Yeah...
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I'm too lazy to think of anything else for that day.
Onto the next day!~
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[Date: December 19th. Time: 4:30 am. Location: Fierdan's room. To be more specific, Fierdan is lying on his bed, under the covers (is he actually sleeping? who knows?). He grunts and turns from his side onto his back as the door slowly opens. Ryen then quietly enters the room, and then slowly shuts the door closed behind him.]
Ryen: *goes to the edge of the bed, whispers* Hey, were you sleep-- *notices cup of mint tea on the nightstand* Did she wake up already?
Fierdan: *blinks open his eyes, sits up in bed* No, she's still asleep last time I checked.
Ryen: *touches the cup with the tips of his fingers* It's kinda cold.
Fierdan: *smiles (?) and stretches his arms* I made the tea myself. I know how to, you know.
Ryen: Oh, I guess that's right.
Fierdan: I went down to the kitchen around an hour ago to pour myself some tea.
Ryen: You're almost always up at three in the morning, so I shouldn't be surprised.
Fierdan: But you're right. It's getting cold again. I should heat it up. *holds up hand, points index finger at the top of the cup*
Ryen: *chuckles* Why did you brew tea if you're not gonna finish drinking it?
Fierdan: *summons tiny orange fire at the tip of his fingernail, dumps that finger into the cold tea* The tea calms me.
Ryen: Oh, drinking the tea helps you able to stay asleep longer?
Fierdan: Yeah, I guess you could say that. *takes sip of the tea that he just warmed up*
Ryen: So you were sleeping just now?
Fierdan: Well, kind of. I was on the brink of being awake. Even if you hadn't come, I bet I would have woken up again.
Ryen: Well, you're getting a little more sleep. That's good.
Fierdan: My body couldn't take the long lack of sleep. And so, I fell asleep the other night. Despite the flashbacks resurfacing.
Ryen: The rest of us are proud of you for finally getting sleep.
Fierdan: Oh, yeah?
Ryen: Yeah.
Fierdan: Okay then. *drinks the tea, Ryen doesn't say anything else until he finishes the cup*
Ryen: Oh yeah, happy birthday, bro.
Fierdan: *puts cup back down on nightstand* Yeah wow, it is.
Ryen: A year older. How does it feel to be the big two-oh?
Fierdan: Well to be honest, I'm tired.
Ryen: *smiles* It's 4 am, after all.
Fierdan: Maybe this could be considered my first step towards being normal.
Ryen: Yeah, uh... *places one of his hands on top of one of Fierdan's* At least it's the most quiet and peaceful at four in the morning. None of the others are up yet. That gives us more privacy; more uninterrupted one-on-one talk.
Fierdan: If I really think about, these very early morning hours are pretty nice. Maybe even peaceful, like you said.
[Date: December 19th. Time: 5:50 am. Location: Duke's room. His door opens, and in comes Brock. Brock then sits on Duke's bed.]
Brock: Happy birthday!
Duke: *wakes up like the mess that he is, groans and punches into the air*
Brock: You're a year older now, drunkie.
Duke: *is bitter* I really should lock my door at night. I could have gotten an extra ten minutes of sleep, but you just had to wake me up.
Brock: But it's your birthday, drunkie!
Duke: I know that, square head. I also don't like being woken up earlier than I have to. Oh and you're crushing my legs.
Brock: *remembers he sat on Duke's bed and on top of Duke's legs, gets off the bed* Oh, whoops!
Duke: *rubs eyes* And why do you have to be so loud this early in the morning?
Brock: I'm excited for you and Fierdanny, that's why.
Duke: "Fierdanny?" *laughs*
Brock: Yeah.
Duke: *gets out of bed* You come up with the weirdest names.
Brock: Aww, thanks!
Duke: Yeah, dude.
[A little over an hour later. They're about to leave the house for school. They put on their jackets and grab their schoolbags.]
Dawn: *chuckles* Wow, you're getting old, Duke.
Duke: *speaks flatly* Thanks, but we're all getting older by the day.
Finny: But now your age is a whole number greater than Brock's, Twinkle's, Sparkle's, and mine.
Brock: And my cashier girlfriend.
Sparkle: *sighs* Does she matter? She's not in this scene with us.
Brock: Excuse you? She matters a lot to me.
Twinkle: *sighs* Good for you, Brock, but the rest of us don't care about her right now.
Brock: And why is that?
Duke: *speaks to Finny* Your half-birthday passed a while ago, so don't say I'm a year older than you.
Finny: Seventeen is still a whole number less than eighteen.
Twinkle: Hey, maybe he's still technically seventeen.
Duke: Yeah, I don't feel eighteen yet.
Sparkle: Yeah, sure, okay.
Duke: Uh.. yeah?
Dawn: Should we head out?
Twinkle: Yeah.
Dawn: Okay.
[They leave the house.]
Duke: By the way, your birthday is next month, Finny.
Finny: Ah yeah, it is. January feels far away though.
Twinkle: Yeah, not really. April is far away. That's my birthday month.
Sparkle: I have to wait till February for mine.
Dawn: Wow, all of you are so old. My birthday isn't for a while. And I'll only be turning seventeen.
Brock: Wow, you're so young.
Dawn: Yeah, I know.
Twinkle: Hey, Duke...
Duke: Yeah?
Twinkle: I really do mean it. Happy birthday.
Duke: Thanks, and I know you do.
Twinkle: *quiets voice* No, I really do. I'm trying not to poke fun at you.
Duke: You're not bothering me. I get it, Twinkle. I'm annoying at times.
Twinkle: Haha yeah. But like.. compared to the story universe.. well, I prefer this version of reality where you're still alive.
Duke: *also quiets voice* And Ardere and Finny.
Twinkle: Yeah, of course them too. But I'm just so glad you're still here.
Duke: Yeah, it's much better here.
Twinkle: Definitely.
.................
To be continued.
Maybe.
No promises.
Happy birthday, my fire boys. :') <3
~ Cutepups
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