Surprise, surprise, princess.

Don't be shy, beautiful! I've got enough energy for the both of us. Just come on in and enjoy the show. [Part of Town-Square] Carriage Passes: 1 Boat Passes: 1 Lotto Tickets: 1

[on-the-kase]

Aide-toi Et Le Ciel T'aidera | @AP!Angela

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"I guess." She shrugged. "Birthday’s aren’t that much of a big deal to me you know." 

His words were usually well practiced and came out smoothly. Carefully. Well measured. Either something was up or he just wasn’t up to his usual verve today because Kasey had stumbled. Not literally, but it may as well had been.

"Welcome to the Kase Kingdom, bella donna! You can chill out here for just a few as I grab something for you, alright?”

Angela was so surprised by the state of the house she could only manage to nod. It wasn’t that it was messy, or in any sort of disarray. It was basically the opposite. There wasn’t a speck of dust anywhere. 

"Remind me to never take you to my place."

[on-the-kase]

Kasey brushed his sunkissed hair away from his face. It had been a long time since he had had anyone in here. He didn't know whether or not he should be conscious about the situation as a whole or-- ah, it wasn't in his nature to over think these things. Patting the fake leather sofa that sat near the doorway, he welcomed her to have a seat where she liked.

Annnnd... crap. His eyes just had to happen to stumble at the sight of his old vinyls. Rhapsody in Blue? Shelter from A Hard Rain? Purple Haze? He didn't know if his older tastes were all that appealing nowadays. He skid straight over to his music shelf and casually shifted the vinyls somewhat out of sight.

Laughing over his shoulder, Kasey tried to play it cool. "What? Is my pad too all-over-the-place for you, Ange?" Shaking his head, he pulled himself away from the albums. At this point, she must have already caught him red-handed. Old-man music jammer, Kasey Alistair. Ah yes. He could hear it now.

Slipping past her, he headed just a few feet down the hall into the closet. Pulling out two unwrapped objects, obscured from her sight, he tossed them into his rucksack.  Birthdays may have not been a big deal to her, but today just had to be different. To make up for days past.

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[on-the-kase]

Aide-toi Et Le Ciel T'aidera | @AP!Angela

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There was a wink and it was like someone stabbed her heart. Ow. At the end of the day she was just some toy, wasn’t she? 

“Any kind you’d like, babe.”

Angela rolled her eyes. “Well that’s not fucking vague at all.” She could have oozed venom and walked away but she didn’t. He was going through all the trouble, might as well humor him. His next comment drew a frown on her face and she wrapped her arms around herself. “Important for who, exactly?”

What a blatantly obvious test.

The brunette raised an eyebrow at his suggestion to go to his place. “Huh. Alright then, let’s see those cards, Alastair.”

It was against her better judgement, but that didn’t matter. At least he was kind of paying attention to her now.

[on-the-kase]

He wasn't very susceptible to her reactions, but the little frown that played on her lips made him wonder for a moment. Was she looking for a specific answer? As nervewracking as that thought was, he shrugged it off. Just play it natural and we'll both be in the green light, right?

"Well... who do you think?" He stopped in his tracks for a moment to glance her way. "You're the most important person here today, aren't you?" His bright grin could have split any awkward tension in the air right in half.

"So today is special just for you," Humming to himself, he tacked on one last comment. "And since it's your day, it's... well, it's important to me too..." It slipped out naturally at first, but he couldn't help but fumble to keep his words in check. 

Waving that last comment off without so much as a blink, he tilted his head towards the bend in the road. His farm was just a length away, so he urged her onward. Alright, just a turn here and a twist of a doorknob there...  

CLICK. 

"Welcome to the Kase Kingdom, bella donna! You can chill out here for just a few as I grab something for you, alright?"

[on-the-kase]

Aide-toi Et Le Ciel T'aidera | @AP!Angela

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She saw a comment like that coming. This was Kasey after all. Still, Angela tsk’d in annoyance and sent a punch his way. Of course, he saw that coming too and scooted over so it wouldn’t land. The brunette had to laugh, things were almost normal.

Almost.

"A nice reminder?" She echoed. "What kind of nice reminder?” The word ‘friend’ stung a little, for some stupid reason. That’s what they were, right? Friends. 

Stupid feelings. Angela shook her head. 

"I’m going to regret asking that, I’m sure. You got any other plans for me today or will you let me go so I can give a concert to the four walls of my house?"

[on-the-kase]

Hah! He could have seen that punch coming a mile away. Luckily enough, his arm was safe from her blows for now. Kasey blinked for a moment at her jingling laughter, before flicking his gaze back towards the velvet skies. She was a natural at keeping up with his pace. Well....

Almost. 

Something about it all seemed a bit lacking on his side. Whether it was that he was pushing for too much after all that happened or whether it was that he was pushing for too little instead, he couldn't tell. They were both playing it off with no sweat, so perhaps he had better things to worry about. He shifted closer to her, tilting his head to look at her sideways. It was as though he was trying to read her, understand just what was going on in her head. But only for a moment.

He winked before murmuring flippantly in reply. "Any kind you'd like, babe."

"Though I was just thinking of reminding you just how important you are." A fallen angel still had its wings afterall. Sometimes they would just forget they were there. Kasey felt a thump against his chest, as though he was hitting something a little too deep for the occasion. "Anyway..." 

"How's about heading to my house for a bit? You're going to have to postpone that concert, 'cause I've got a few more cards up my sleeve."

[on-the-kase]

Aide-toi Et Le Ciel T'aidera | @AP!Angela

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Having never been one for modelling nor parading around in new clothes, this whole experience was really weird for Angela. Sure, it was kinda fun but damn… there were a lot of clothes. Candace and Luna had decided to bring out the big guns today. After having gone through numerous outfits, the rancher had finally settled on something she would probably only ever wear once a year. It was way too nice to work in, no matter how well it suited her. After Kasey had given his seal of approval - loudly - the rancher rolled her eyes and nodded in the direction of the seamstresses. “It’s awesome. Thanks guys.” She smiled, before being pulled away by Kasey once again.

The treatment was nice and all, but with the distraction of clothed gone, Angela’s mind was thrown back into its flurry. He was trying too hard… like always. Only this time there was something different. She couldn’t put her finger on it. The very idea was infuriating. 

"Say, Ange. What were you planning to do for your birthday before I fell right into your day?" Kasey had asked while the two of them strolled around the island. She needed to pause and think on it for a moment. 

Looking up and stretching her arms, Angela hummed in thought. “Ummm… after lunch? Probably stay home in my underwear and sing.”

Funny how stupid it sounded when she said that out loud. The brunette even flinched after hearing herself. “Wow I sounded like a fuckin’ idiot. Sad, but true though.” She heaved a sigh. “Nothing special. Didn’t feel like celebrating much today. You’re sure as hell determined for that to not happen though. What gives?”

The question came out carefully, like she was walking on eggshells and trying to keep one from cracking too loudly. She didn’t know what to say, how to act around Kasey anymore. They were supposed to be friends, then they had gone and fucked that up. Now, only the Goddess knew what they were… probably. She eyed her companion warily, not really expecting a straight answer, or the truth. All they were doing was making conversation. Pretending like nothing happened. Heck, had it been anyone else (well, almost anyone else) her answer would have been the same. Angela gently pressed her hand to her chest, running her fingers over the locket that had become a constant comfort. How had they gotten here anyways?

Oh right. That stupid, Goddess-damned kiss. 

[on-the-kase]

She was really jamming in those new clothes of hers-- but hell, it was hard to get his mind straight in particular. He was playing it cool, but there was something off about his enthusiasm. It was like he was lighting one too many sparklers to cover up what a mess everything was underneath the surface. His eyebrow perked sharply in amusement.

"My, my, singing in your underwear, huh? Not much of a birthday celebration to me but--" He paused for a moment, throwing on a goofy, lopsided smirk for the effects. "I wouldn't have minded joining in on that."

He swiftly scooted to the side, just in case she tried to throw a sharp elbow at him or something. Chuckling to himself, he tilted his head towards the cloud-dappled sky above. Tucking his arms behind his neck, he hummed under his breath.

"Well, I just thinking that a friend like you just needed a nice reminder, y'know."

[on-the-kase]

Aide-toi Et Le Ciel T'aidera | @AP!Angela

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Once again the two locked hands, with Kasey dragging Angela around again. What the hell was she doing? What the hell were they doing? This was like the fair all over again! Goddess fucking damn it, this would go on forever otherwise, wouldn’t it? Her mind needed to shut up and let her have today. Just today without any damn dizzying thoughts and clouded perceptions. Just one fucking day.

“So… how’s about we spoil you a bit? I’m sure Luna or Candace have been dying to get you in some of their latest designs.”

"Wait WHAT?" The brunette stammered, obviously not very fond of the whole idea as her fellow rancher dragged her over to Sonata Tailoring in attempts to get her a (hopefully) small change in wardrobe. She tried to keep an upbeat attitude about it. After all, she needed some new jeans. 

The duo burst into the Tailor’s and Kasey promptly announced that it was in fact Angela’s birthday. Again. Candace and Luna immediately went off in search of something special, dragging her along with them as Kasey looked bemused at the whole thing. There was something so off about his behavior. Something forced and unnatural, like he was trying way too hard. Making too much of a point. 

Was this his way of apologizing? Or was there something else? Her brain needed to shut up and focus on the clothes and the sisters before her. With a shake of her head Angela re-evaluated everything. Was there anything in green? Or maybe something darker like purple or red or black? Of course they did, and Luna came bounding out with some more outfits in a flash while Candace took measurements. Would this one fit? Nah it was too big, and the other too small. 

It was a good distraction. 

[on-the-kase]

Hmm. He rested his chin between the crevice of his thumb and index fingers.  Luna and Candace had definitely pulled out all the stops for this birthday girl. Fabrics of every delicate design and punkass pattern cascaded over Ange; she looked, well... stunning was an understatement wasn't it? The mirror was carted around at every angle and Kasey couldn't keep up with all the magic the girls were pulling out of their sleeves. 

On the final curtain pull, Kasey couldn't help but let out a low whistle between his teeth. Huh. She sure was something, wasn't she? Goddess, those two deserved a round of applause for their work. Giving them all a slow clap, Kasey couldn't help but exclaim, "Asombroso! Stunning!" 

With the clink of a small bag of gold, he handed the two fashionistas a wink and a smirk before signalling Ange to follow along. This was far from the last stop for sure. He still needed to head back to his house for her gift. (...Not that he knew what it was at the moment. He was sure he'd come up with something when he got there.)

"Come on, beautiful! Let's take a walk shall we?" Being quick-witted as he was, Kasey was trying to keep her entertained until sunset. That's when the real show stopper would begin. But for now, all he needed to do was play it cool and keep marching to the beat of his own drum. Hopefully, Ange could keep up. They strolled along scrolling paths and leaf-dappled lanes, piecing together a conversation one way or another. 

"Say, Ange. What were you planning to do for your birthday before I fell right into your day?"

[tenshiya]

guys stop flirting and go out already

that’s how the relationship went if im remembering it correctly? >w>

[on-the-kase]

Aide-toi Et Le Ciel T'aidera | @AP!Angela

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Goddess what had she gotten herself into?

The sudden attention Kasey was drawing made Angela want to sink down into the ground… or at least further into her chair. The hissed threat seemed more like a joke than anything up until now. Wow, why in the Goddess’ name was he trying so hard? She didn’t understand a thing, only that there was a small chorus of people clapping and singing happy birthday to her. 

And then there was Kasey. He didn’t care about anything else except for the task at hand. Singing happy birthday to her. Like nothing happened. Like they were friends. 

What were they anyways? She didn’t know. Being honest, she wasn’t sure it mattered anyways, not if things were going to stay like this. The song came to an end and Angela put on her usual smirk, giving the patrons a thank you and a wave while Kasey paid or something and slipped a compliment over Maya’s way.

Typical.

Her arms crossed as Kasey held out his own hand, asking once again if she wanted to ‘go out and make the day memorable’. Angela eyed his hand warily. He wasn’t going to give up, was he? Well no, that was a stupid question. This was Kasey, stupidly stubborn in almost every way possible. The real question was, if Angela could keep playing this game. This stupid game where the whole of spring went by as if nothing had happened. Denying in all.

It was worth a shot. Right?

She grasped his hand, shooting him an easy smile, a simple mask hiding the confusion and… almost anger at his insistence on playing this game. Fuck all these feelings, seriously.

"Bring it on."

[on-the-kase]

He didn't know if that was relief running through his mind or ecstatic excitement. Whatever it was, he'd have to leave the thinking for later... For now, all he could think of was how to make this girl's birthday something priceless. His hotheaded spontaneity kicked in quite easily when he wanted it to. He had to thank the Goddess that it did or else he'd have to deal with a whole other layer of issues that he wasn't ready to sort out yet.  

Taking her hand, he let out an internal sigh of relief when she decided to follow in pursuit. Angela didn't exactly make this game easy for him, but at least she was playing along for the time being. But what the hell could he do for her in the time he had, anyway? They were out of the door and ran straight into the light of quite a beautiful day. The rays cut through foliage and left dapples of light on the ground.

It was as though the world was celebrating her birthday.

Well, the world aside from Angela herself, that is. His glance dashed from side to side, scanning Castanet for the latest hot spot. Anything would do just fine. Ah. As his eyes landed on Sonata Tailoring, an internal light bulb flashed for a moment of epiphany. Tugging her on, he chuckled and murmured, "So... how's about we spoil you a bit? I'm sure Luna or Candace have been dying to get you in some of their latest designs."

He should have, of course, expected her to spat at him or refuse, but he wasn't having any of that today. Turning the knob, he pulled them both into a wave of lace and pastel fabrics. Candace and Shelley greeted them with warm (if not hesitant) smiles. Kasey shot Ange a knowing smirk that seemed to just scream 'I'm game. I just hope you are." 

"Ciao belle signore! Sorry for the interruption, ladies, but could we possibly get some help over here? The birthday girl didn't mind getting a new set of clothes today, heh heh."

[on-the-kase]

Aide-toi Et Le Ciel T'aidera | @AP!Angela

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After finally catching Chase’s attention and ordering some spaghetti for a change, Angela’s attention was now fully on Kasey. Unfortunately. There was nothing to distract her now. Everything was so casual and aloof, it felt so wrong. They weren’t supposed to be like this. 

But that couldn’t be helped now, could it? Kasey took the stool next to her with such an ease, like he had forgotten about that stupid day. Forgotten or didn’t care. She was surprised on how much the thought hurt. Goddess she hated this. Why did she even care so much in the first place? He was just some stupid guy. Someone she considered a friend, even. 

"Still sharp-tongued and lovely as ever, I see. I guess that’s a constant I would definitely miss."

She couldn’t resist rolling her eyes. “Tsk, you expected any less? Honestly Kase it’s like you don’t know me at all.” The danced around the obvious with ease. Naturally. More compliments from Kasey and Angela sighed. “Whatever you say.” 

Fuckin’ birthday. There wasn’t anything to celebrate today. Their food came in a flash with the promise of a discount and a wink coming from Yolanda before the duo settled into silence as they ate. Of course, it didn’t take long for Kasey to amp up his theatricality and start his show, slamming his silverware onto the table with a notable thud.

"We should make this birthday something worth remembering, " 

Brilliant.

One of her eyebrows arched, obviously intrigued. “How the hell do you plan on doing that, then?” She questioned coolly. This was her keeping him at a distance, slowly edging away. The brunette honestly had half a mind to just outright say no. To tell him it was her birthday and if all she wanted to do was curl up on her bed and sing her heart out to the empty walls of her home then that’s what she would do. Screw memorable. Screw company. Screw anyone else’s presence but her own. 

But this was Kasey, and he was probably the only exception to every rule Angela had written about herself. 

She hated it. 

[on-the-kase]

Dust it under the rug and everything will turn out alright again. That's what he wanted believe, anyway. As lovely as late lunch was, they had to get on their feet quick if they wanted to make the most out of their day. With the unceremonious clang of his spoon and fork, his declaration was set in stone. And of course, unwanted attention squirmed its way in his direction as well. Clearing his throat, he decided the best plan of action was to turn the attention into something he could use to his advantage.

Turning to Angela for a second, he murmured under his breath, "Just you watch me."

Standing up, he watched as the curious bar-goers followed him with their eyes. "Hey there folks! Could I possibly have a minute of your time? As some of you may know, today's a special day for Angela here." Directing his attention her way, he shrugged, "It's her birthday today and she hasn't had anyone to sing her that nice little tune in so long... So how's about it folks? Let's give her a song to remember!"

On his signal, a few interested bar-goers joined in with some whistling, a few claps here and there and a few off-pitch notes. He blasted out to his own pace and topped it all off with the usual, "Happy Birthday to you!" Though his backup singers could have been better, there was nothing that could beat the warm harmony of strangers and friends, alike, coming together to sing her a Happy Birthday. For a small bar crowd, their applause was quite deafening.

Dropping a small satchel of gold, he winked at Maya with a courteous smile. "Keep the change, beautiful."

"So?" He turned to Angela once more, holding out a hand for her to take.  "Do you want to go out and make this day memorable or what?"

[on-the-kase]

Aide-toi Et Le Ciel T'aidera | @AP!Angela

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This was the game she hated to play. Avoiding someone was the easy way out, especially on the tiny island of theirs, where it was almost all too easy to run into someone around the odd corner. It was the only thing Angela could come up with, though, even though there was the odd time they had crossed paths. Then it was as if nothing had ever happened, and some sort of fog seemed to fall over her. She would feel fuzzy. Out of focus and hazy. She hated feeling like that. It was worse than having raw nerves and open wounds…

Or rather, she hated feeling the haze when it was out of her control.

Sure she would play along of course. There would be no chink in her armor yet. Not like that day where her walls nearly fell and the rancher had realized how weak the barriers had become. 

And that’s when her birthday had rolled around. She didn’t hate her birthdays, not usually. Heck, those days in the past were one of her happiest. Only these days her happiness was scarce. These days Angela would fake a smile and a laugh to get herself through the day even when she felt like everything was crumbling around her.

There was still something wrong with the Island, and maybe even the world. Considering she had ‘saved’ her home from destruction once before, it wouldn’t need saving again. Yet there they were. Scrambling to make things right again. Between that and the onset of what was obviously a descent right back into the depression that had plagued her for ages… well.

Her birthday was less than happy. Hearing Kasey’s all-too-familiar voice - singing charms and pet names her way as she fought to keep Chase’s attention for longer than a minute to order lunch - almost made her cringe or look like a deer in headlights. 

Heck no. Not her. Not today. Instead, Angela feigned a look of slight annoyance. “You’re still corny as fuck, Kase. Thanks though. I think?” She shrugged. Just like nothing happened. Right. Her heart still shuddered when she looked at him, but regardless of what her heart did, Angela would try her best to play along. 

Who knew, maybe after pretending for so long it would actually become true. 

[on-the-kase]

Steady, Kase. He was still in a danger zone, tilting slowly towards the edge. As much as he wanted to fix the situation, he couldn't help but play with her biting flames. Oh, he was bound to be burned one day. But "one day" could wait 'til tomorrow, couldn't it? Today, Ms. Roberts here needed someone fireproof. 

Tossing a smirk that shone with confidence in Chase's direction, he ordered some Seafood Riscotto to go along with whatever Angela was ordering. Getting comfortable, he took the stool right next to hers, as though it was just natural to be so close to her after all this time. He paid no attention to the acute wariness that tinged his thoughts; nothing would go wrong if he just acted like his old corny self, right? Something felt off... but he waved it away as though he could get away with ignoring it.

"Still sharp-tongued and lovely as ever, I see. I guess that's a constant I would definitely miss." Raking his hair back in one swift motion, he chuckled boldly. "No, no. Thank you. It is your birthday today! I can't thank the Goddess enough for that." Tapping his fingers on the counter to synchronize with the clinking coming kitchen, he rested his lighthearted gaze on her in quiet contemplation. 

Chase arrived with the food lickity split and their silverware went clinking. Kasey couldn't help but feel as though something was weighing Ange down; he could almost envision the storm cloud brewing above her. And in that moment, his silverware slammed down bluntly as he turned to look at her.

"We should make this birthday something worth remembering, " he declared with such determination that it seemed to dance in his eyes. There he went again, trying to decide what was the best for her once more. It might have seemed demanding, but Kasey honestly just wanted to pull her in the right direction. And something just seemed right if she was going the same direction as he was.

[on-the-kase]

Aide-toi Et Le Ciel T'aidera | @AP!Angela

Yeah, he was playing this game again. It wasn't any different from the other times, was it? A girl got too close and he played it off as though nothing happened between them. He was good at this game. Too good. Kasey knew Angela was avoiding the hell out of him, yet he couldn't help but tease the boundaries.  A little wink here, a little tease there... it was as though nothing went wrong... or right either. But she still kept her distance and held her guard up, which made it all the more fun for him to lightheartedly joke around. And just a little nerve-wracking. Okay, maybe it was even a bit lonely as well. But it was nothing he couldn't deal with right?

Aide-toi et le ciel t'aidera. Heaven helps those who help themselves. They both had some issues to deal with, but he was helping himself out of this one first. He was trying his best to fix the awkward gap between them, wasn't he? All he needed was for Angela to do the same and everything would fall into place. 

Of course, that's when he realized what day it was. The damn rumors trickled down pretty slowly this time around... It was Angela's birthday. Of all the days in the year, she had to be born after all this happened. And he was utterly under-prepared this time around. 

There she was, leaning against the bar table for some late lunch, with a face that could probably crumble a few of his brick walls if his guard was down. His body was in motion before the rest of his head was and by the time he had a grip on the situation, he was right beside her yet again. 

"Come on, Angel... Brighten up! The world was lucky to have such a beauty bestowed on Earth on this day." 

Goddess that sounded awfully corny. But he couldn't help it; when his guard was up, his default expressions went down that awful road. Goddess save both their souls.

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Nightmares || OPEN

The night sky was filled with heavy clouds that rippled lavishly across the vast emptiness overhead. The moon was shrouded away — no eyes could peer at the beacon in the sky. A slight breeze seemed to travel across the trees in turn that swayed ever so slightly. The streets seemed eerie, a rare occurrence in the normally-warm town. Perhaps it was because it was almost midnight, and Luna had just woken up from a terrible nightmare. 

She sat along the curb of Sonata Tailoring, slouching slightly. Luna felt no presence around her — it seemed as if it were just her and the looming silence. She let her eyes shut in calamity, allowing her mind to graze over the images she saw in her sleep: a blistering fire and the ashy-remains of her old house. It seemed as if she always had these kinds of nightmares around this time of the year; it was only fitting since she had lost her parents to a fire not far from today.

Ah, well, hopefully a few moments in silence would help Luna go back to sleep again. She let a small sigh escape her, not registering the sound of footsteps behind her.

[on-the-kase]

Kasey was out on a late night run, his heavy steps thudding underfoot like firecrackers. On most nights, he lightly dozed away for hours at a time, barely skimming the line between consciousness and sleep. Tonight, however, found him skipping out on sleep altogether as he laid there in bed staring at his roof for an hour or two. By then, he had lost track of time and well... lost track of himself in his endless cesspool of thoughts.

The breeze tugged at his clothes and hair in a ghostly grip, but he welcomed the familiar, tingly feeling. It was almost like-- Kasey's feet stopped before the rest of his brain did as his thoughts collided into one another. His eyes had rested on a forlorn figure in the distance, shrouded by the nighttime shadows. It took him a second to register who she was before the lacy night dress gave it away.

Though he never got to talk to her until now, he still knew her from the description ol' Hammy gave to him. "Salve, bella! Don't tell me you're advertising your latest fashion design in the dead of night!" He eyed her delicate nightgown for a moment before chuckling at his own joke. "Sorry, I suppose I never actually introduced myself, huh? I'm Kasey, your friendly neighborhood farmer. And you must be the Luna that Hammy was talking about, mon ami."

[on-the-kase]

Happy Birthday... Kinda?

[on-the-kase]

constantly-castanet:

It had been a few days since Angela and Kasey had last seen each other, not since the episode with the police and the arrest and-

Yeah. 

Anyways. Today was Kasey’s birthday, and being broke as hell, Angela hadn’t exactly been able to afford a present. So, she did the next best thing. Made him his favorite thing ever, a boxed lunch. Standing outside his house, waiting for him to answer the door, Angela shuffled with unease. The locket that hung around her neck constantly now gleamed dully in the sunlight, dark thoughts clouding her mind about the last time they had seen each other. The brunette was still furiously denying any romantic feeling for him.

They were just friends. Period. 

Once he answered the door, Angela greeted him with a smile, holding out the gift while trying to bat away the dark cloud hanging over her head.

"Happy birthday, Kase."

A quiet humming cut through the silence that blanketed his house. He never really minded the silence- it was a gentle antithesis to the constant uproars he got himself tangled in. However, today was different. The so-called best day of the year, was it? What a load of cowdung. Kasey played with his cowlicks, setting them in place just so. Honestly, he'd be better off living this day like it was any other. No big deal to be made, no bittersweet wistfulness to settle in the pit of his stomach. Though it was no longer cold anymore, he pulled on the old lumpy scarf that came in the mail a month ago.

At the knock of his door, he put on another smile and greeted the in coming guest with fake fanfare. 

"Dun dun dun duuuun! Someone has chosen to grace me with their glorious presence!"

At the flip of the door, he tilted his head to take a better look at his guest, whose familiar smile and confident gestures weren't lost on him. His eyes flickered dimly for a moment, flashing a wistful bout of emotion for this cursed day, before flicking back to his usual fond expression.

"Ah, thank you Ange! How'd you know--"

All was right and dandy... until he laid eyes on what exactly she had in store for him. 

[on-the-kase]

Happy Birthday... Kinda?

It had been a few days since Angela and Kasey had last seen each other, not since the episode with the police and the arrest and-

Yeah. 

Anyways. Today was Kasey’s birthday, and being broke as hell, Angela hadn’t exactly been able to afford a present. So, she did the next best thing. Made him his favorite thing ever, a boxed lunch. Standing outside his house, waiting for him to answer the door, Angela shuffled with unease. The locket that hung around her neck constantly now gleamed dully in the sunlight, dark thoughts clouding her mind about the last time they had seen each other. The brunette was still furiously denying any romantic feeling for him.

They were just friends. Period. 

Once he answered the door, Angela greeted him with a smile, holding out the gift while trying to bat away the dark cloud hanging over her head.

"Happy birthday, Kase."

[on-the-kase]

*Hands a note that says "Will you marry me?" her eyes GLARING AT THIS STRANGER WITH ANGER.*

"........" Ladies lining up for miles-- Kidding, kidding. Well if this was just a little game he supposed it wouldn't hurt anyone. "Sure, beautiful!" He winked at her nonchalantly. "As you wish."

[on-the-kase]

"I'm sorry!" She said as she point the squirt gun at you *bang bang, shoots you with her squirt gun* "No hard feelings!"

Kasey ducked, trying to protect the suit he was forced into. “…..Hey, wait. Aren’t you one of the girls that dunked me two days ago…?” Kasey wondered if this girl had it in for him.

[the-sweet-elf-maid]

Cecilia turned her head and nodded lightly “Ah yes…I-I’m sorry about that.” She said as she gave an apologetic smile to the man.

[on-the-kase]

Kasey bowed to her like a gentleman, "'Tis fine, my pretty lady." Chuckling under his breath, he held out a hand for her to shake. "It was honestly a lot of fun!" And it helped me get away from the cops too.

[pinkhairandalchemy-blog-deactiv]

A Marriage Trap~ || Oracle&Kasey

Fake marriage, huh?

Oracle looked up at the stranger in front of her. She was supposed to participate in this fake marriage, and it all was so strange to her! This guy she ended up with seemed so goofy… But she didn’t think she could say much for herself!

After the ceremony she just kind of stood there and looked around for a moment. Humans were strange, weren’t they? She looked back at the man next to her, her hands on her hips as she started up an actual conversation.

"So! Looks like this happened…And I don’t even know your name! You can call me Oracle." She smiled, blinking after a couple moments. "Oh, but I guess for the sake of this, uh, game, you can give me a nickname!"

[on-the-kase]

He didn't even have time to think. One second, he was rushing into the garden and the next, he was getting fake married to a cute girl with cotton candy curls. She was quite the intriguing one, who didn't protest or bat at eye at all the wedding business going on. 

Maybe it was just his cowlick charm that enchanted her into speechlessness. Haha, just kidding. Kasey returned her bright smile with a gleaming one of his own. "Oracle, huh? I'd probably want to call you by your real name, but perhaps that's a secret I don't get right to, hmm?"

"I bet it's beautiful." He mused to himself about her name for a moment before nodding at this little game they decided to play. Pausing for a moment, he gently swooped down to take her by the hand. "Hmmm... how does 'honey' sound?" Kasey's gaze followed her streams of cotton candy hair again. All he could consider was that she looked absolutely sweet, so perhaps this nickname would suit her just fine.

"And how about you? Do you want to give me a nickname or do you prefer Kasey, honey?"