[Voice (Locked from Tommy) / Action]

[selfhelp]

[Oh god, he is really, really hoping that he got the lock right. This will all be kinds of pointless if he did.]

Hey, Lucetians. Or whatever we call ourselves? ...Anyway. This is going to come across as super self-serving, but my birthday's on the 9th. Usually I'd be fine with it breezing by and nobody knowing, but it's also my twin's birthday. Tommy. Local speedster. Kind of a brat, but the good kind, I guess.

I won't go into the gritty details, but I... don't think he got many parties for him, growing up. I'd like to change that. [A pause, and then, quietly-] ...I want to.

[....]

So, we're going to have a party. A surprise party, if that's possible. (Please don't tell him.) This Sunday, February 9th, at the rec center, from 6PM until people are either too drunk or too tired to party anymore. Keyword there is drunk- we'll need to raid the liquor supply. He'd be so mad if I threw a big party and there was no booze.

Basically, this is an open invitation to make it as big and loud as a guy like him would enjoy. We can take care of the decorations and music and food, don't worry about gifts... don't sweat the details, basically. Just show up and have fun, if it sounds like your kind of thing.

This is assuming that the dreaded V-Day doesn't ruin everything, of course. Uh. I'm crossing my fingers. Did I just jinx it? I better not have jinxed it. Sorry in advance.

[After the announcement - and dealing with any relevant responses - Billy's going shopping for supplies for said party. He needs a sound system! He needs catering! He needs decorations! ...He needs help. He doesn't know how to throw a big party at all.]

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[theboywiththebook]

So, that means it's your birthday too, right? I mean, you are twins after all.

[It wasn't really that hard to connect the dots. The only difference Henry noticed was the hair style and color....

and personalities.]

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[selfhelp]

[Right on the mark, there, Henry.]

Yeah, we are, and it is. But the party's for him.

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[theboywiththebook]

Just for him? Did he never get a birthday or something?

[Because that's really, really weird to him and just a bit sad.

Well if that's the case:]

Okay, so how can I help?

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[selfhelp]

...Huh?

[He wants to help? What is this kid, Mr. Charity?]

Oh, uh... I don't know, do you know anything about running half-drunken raves?

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[theboywiththebook]

[Yes. Yes he is, Billy.]

Not really. But I know how to plan surprises. I showed up at my birth mom's door step and she never even knew I was coming.

[That's good, right?]

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[selfhelp]

[....Is it, though. Is it good.]

That's... not exactly the kind of surprise I had in mind...

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[theboywiththebook]

It's a kind of surprise. I've also helped set up parties before too so you know I can do both at the same time.

[He really won't give Billy much of a choice in the matter anyway.]

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[selfhelp]

[What kind of little kid arranges parties? Isn't that what adults are for? Sheesh.]

...Well, do you have any advice, then? Because I've really never done this before.

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[theboywiththebook]

[The ones that are celebrating their teacher's not murder.]

You need balloons for one and I guess alcohol if you like that stuff.

[Even though it's gross as all heck.]

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[selfhelp]

[...That's such a hilariously contrasting couple of suggestions that Billy can't help but smile.]

I don't, really, but I know Tommy does. It's definitely on my list already.