{ happy birthday ♡ } C L O S E D
Phoenix hadn't lived in Flammelle's house for long, but he had already established a firm relationship with the whole group. He had assembled the "family" together, Ibuki, Noisemaker, Miles, and Godot. Since it was the house owner's birthday, he wanted to make it the best celebration he had ever had. Phoenix never had one perfect birthday party--besides when he turned 10 with Edgeworth and Larry there. It was one of the better days he had. He wanted to have Flammelle experience the same thing on a larger scale.
Chuckling as everyone but Flammelle filed into the living room, the "housewife" smiled. "So guys, you know it's Flammelle's birthday today, right? We should celebrate with a surprise party," Phoenix gestured to the cabinet that he claimed kept laundry detergents for every single one of the guys (and gal.) "I've been keeping stuff other than laundry detergent in there, haha." His naivete didn't exactly help--because at least half the people in the house practically already realized that.
"It's actually bunches of wrapping paper and supplies to decorate for Flammelle's birthday party," the brunet admitted. He then proceeded to chuckle. "So what do you say?"
