Thread:Riliane De Lucifen/@comment-31597382-20190712132248

So, yesterday, I was too busy to get on the computer and give you this, so...better late than never, I guess?

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"Now is everyone here...where's Naomi?"Gwyneth asked. "I said it was supposed to be a family meeting!"

"Naomi will show up when she wants to. Besides, Britta's not here." Lancey reminded her mom.

"Britta isn't here because this family meeting is about Britta.Or, more specifically, Britta's birthday." Arzh reminded everyone. "Does everyone know what to do?"

"I'm in charge of keeping Britta outside of the castle until six o clock." Lancey said.

"I'm in charge of making sure the cake gets done." Arzh said.

"I'm in charge of decorations, and Naomi should be here and know that she's in charge of entertainment," Gwyneth huffed. "As for Launcer..."

"I'm in charge of making the menu." He mumbled. "Why are we making such a big deal of her birthday anyway?"

"We often make a big deal fo people's birthdays." Arzh scolded him.

Launcer mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like, "Not Naomi's," but thankfully everyone let the matter drop and went on with their duties.

"Tell me you at least got her a present." Lancey said to her brother.

"We may not get along anymore, but I won't ruin her birthday. I'm not as big of a monster as you may think."

"That's not what I meant...Britta! Come on, why don't we go for a nice long hike!" Lancey called.

Launcer shrugged, wondering where Naomi was, as he knew she had her own opinions on the big parties.

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Britta knew something was up. Lancey had pulled her in the woods skirting the castle and was currently humming. Lancey was usually a nervous hummer.

"Lancey, we've been walking for two hours, don't you think it's time to head back. It's three o'clock." She said, planting her feet.

"Oh, um, hey look, there's Naomi!" Lancey pointed.

At least, they thought it was there lady-like, quiet cousin. But she was currently riding on top of a horse, her hair streaming behind her.

They watched for a few minutes, until the horse suddenly stopped and bucked her off. They were too far away to really hear what was going on, but they could plain as day see a boy run out and help her up, while the head groom, who they knew as Jeremiah, rushed over and pulled the horse into the stables.

The boy, they could tell, was scolding Naomi for something, and she just ripped herself out from under his hands and stalked back into the stables.

"Maybe that's where she disappears to all the time?" Britta pondered.

But that wasn't what Lancey was currently thinking. "Since when can miss "I'm too delicate to go on a hike with you" ride and handle a throw like that?!"

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"Time is drawing nearer and nearer, where are they!" Gwyneth asked. "Excellent job with the cake honey," She said demurely to her husband.

The cake was a three tiered chocolate cake frosted in blue and decorated in gold fillagree.

Launcer ran in, the cooks wheeling in carts with all of Britta's favorite foods. Including, a platter with a huge loaf of bread decorated with flour stenciling.

"Wow Launcer, you've outdone yourself now." Arzh praised, earning a shrug and an eye roll.

While they were talking, Naomi ran in. Her clothes looked put together, but her red hair, despite her trying to pull it back, was wild, windblown, and had chunks of leaves and straw in it.

"Where have you been young lady?" Gwyneth scolded, her nimble fingers working their way through Naomi's mess of hair, before pulling it up in her signature ponytail.

"I don't have to answer. I came in time didn't I?" Naomi said quietly.

"Yes, i suppose." Gwyneth allotted. "But the entertainment?" She pointed out.

Naomi held up a stereo. "Every song that Britta has ever said she liked is on a CD in here." Everyone looked at her in shock. "I pay attenton."

"Well, I guess it's time to go inside!" Lancey's voice carried.

Arzh quickly turned the light off, and everyone hid.

Then..."Surprise!"

Britta gasped. "Awe, thanks!"

The party escalated in full swing, but Britta couldn't help but notice that Naomi, her sweet, demure little cousin, carried just the slightest scent of horse.

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Sorry if your characters are too OOC, I tried! 