Birthday of High Priest

[Markus]

Heya Hawk,

I guess I could do that, too... Um, so, should I be naked and on the table while giving the speech?

We don't want you to catch a cold, so please remain dressed. For all the gods' sake, remain dressed!

Cheers!

Markus

[The One]

*Plays The Imperial March on Markus approach*

[Diane]

Here is my son blowing out the candles on his cake!    

[Diane]

And here we are eating the cake and ice cream and coffee: 

[Nighthawk]

So I'm guessing that was his birth date.

Damn, I'm good.


But, y'know, I can see through your cunning plan. You want me to go downstairs and eat something, preferably sweet.

I'm on to you, metal mommy.


...


Damn it. *goes downstairs in search of food*

[Diane]

I see you're back upstairs. Mr. Hawk   

So...   what did you eat?   

[Nighthawk]

Wouldn't you like to know?


Made myself a sandwich or two, conjured up a bowl of popcorn and contemplated eating that cake that waited for me downstairs. Decided against it 'cause I already indulged myself with said cake a few hours ago and can still taste it (it's something like a phantom arm... only cake-wise). Need to back off it for a bit.

How are things here, food-wise?

[Lucy]

Very, very nice photos, Mommy! I like your hoods too!

[The One]

Nice pics! Seems like you had a great time.
Haha, Metal Mommy's (Or should I call her metal Grandmommy? ) son is older than some of us.

[TheOFFman]

Very, very nice photos, Mommy! I like your hoods too!

+1 

[Nighthawk]

Nice pics! Seems like you had a great time.
Haha, Metal Mommy's (Or should I call her metal Grandmommy? ) son is older than some of us.

Not to mention that he could beat up some of us in a fair fight.



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No incentive for me to fight fair, then.


Kudos for the hood. (was too preoccupied with food earlier to mention it)