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Who: Yosuke Otoha, Johnny Rayflo, and Desco
Where: Otoha's apartment
Summary: It's Otoha's birthday, and Desco has decided to surprise him with a party! THIS CANNOT POSSIBLY GO WRONG
Warnings: Possible cuteness

Desco, being incredibly enterprising when it comes to finding out things she...probably shouldn't know, has discovered a quite salient fact: Today is Uncle Otoha's birthday!

Obviously this means she must break into his apartment while he's gone and throw him a surprise party. He'll...probably have to replace that window.

At least he still has a door.

Meanwhile: Desco has just finished decorating the apartment for a party! It is very much the kind of party decorations that seven year-old girl would think up. Desco has also shelled out her stockpiled government stipend to get a chocolate cake and several cones of cotton candy.

Now that she's done, she's just sitting in direct view of the door, her tail wagging furiously as she waits for Uncle Otoha to come home.

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"Same age, huh? That's probably the only way I'm not an old man! And maybe, but who said more cake was a bad thing?"

He'd been switching between looking at Desco and looking at Otoha and he had caught that flicker in the man's eyes. However, he had more tact than to call him on it, besides, it wasn't right for someone to force a smile on their birthday.

So Johnny came up behind Otoha and stood on his toes so he could fling his arms around the birthday boy's shoulders and rested his chin on Otoha's shoulder.

"Noow, then~! Don't you think you should make your wish before you turn 28? Or maybe you'd rather wait for the big 5-0"

He's not sure if he quite follows Desco - does that mean in demon years he's seven or so or does that mean that she's twenty seven but looks seven? ... He's not going to think about it.

- and suddenly Johnny. He huffs a little and rolls his eyes, leaning over to blow out the candles. It takes him to the end of his breath, but he manages to get them all.

Now get off his back, Johnny. Literally.

For demons, a century of life is about equal to a human's year of life. BUT ANYWAY, you blew out ALLLL the candles!

"Yaaay! Happy birthday!"

And now it's time to open the presents!