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Who: Desco and everyone she has ever talked to
Where: Desco's house / Backdated to July 20th
Summary: Desco turns four.
Warnings: Desco.


Desco, besides being alarmingly adorable, is also alarmingly greedy, which is why, early on the morning of the 20th, she goes ahead and calls everyone she knows.

"Desco is turning four today, so come and give her presents! No presents means no cake!"

The imperious command is accompanied by Desco's very best shiny puppy eyed look, which is how she knows people will show up!

Comments

[primordial]

He hands it over to her without fuss (though there is a pang because he really liked that book, but oh well). And while he isn't a touchy-feely person, he lets his hair get stroked, inwardly wishing that this could be over soon so he could go home and get all these weird feelings away.

"Can you read, Desco?"

[tyrantball]

"Uh huh! Daddy taught Desco how!"

The tentacle slips back inside Desco's back, and Desco herself leans backwards until she falls off Sam's shoulder, deploying Usatako as she does so that she ends up floating a bare inch off the floor, the book clasped to her chest as she levitates into an upright position.

"Daddy taught Desco many things!"

[primordial]

"Yeah. Daddies do that. Not mine...I didn't even know him that well."

He glances towards the door, obviously feeling awkward about all of this. "So, um...are there more people coming, or was I the only one invited?"

[tyrantball]

Desco beams.

"People are just sort of dropping by and giving Desco things! Desco is having a lot of fun!"