Ayy I'm excited for this account! I love reading anything fluffy and sweet with the kids and Mr. Benedict. Something Kate-centered where they're being adorable getting into shenanigans would be lovely?
"Kate, where are we going?" asked Constance, face flushed as she hurried behind Kate.
"You'll see," came the reply.
Kate was almost vibrating with glee, bucket slamming against her hip, contents clattering as she rushed. It was Mr. Benedict's birthday, and they were in charge of decorations. Constance hadn't been told, she was very quick to spoil things usually.
Kate looked around, then ducked into the large dining room, pulling Constance behind her.
"Alright, Connie-girl, let's see how good you are at decorating," she said. "It's Mr. Benedict's birthday."
"I know!" Constance pulled the paper streamers from Kate's arms.
Kate laughed, dumping all of them on the ground. "Divide and conquer!"
The two twirled around the room, the radio on and blaring music in the background. Kate's bucket was tucked away and she danced, strands of hair flying around her face.
Constance was giggling, trying to imitate Kate's clumsy moves. Her dress swished around her.
The two had fun, but the decoration was all over the place. There were streamers on the floor, up on the walls secured with tape, wrapped around the table legs... it was all topped off by a liberal coating of glitter all over.
"Guys?" Sticky ducked his head through the door. "Can we get the gifts now?"
"Yeah!" Kate eagerly flung herself towards him, and he stepped back.
"Reynie, they're ready!" he called out.
A few frantic minutes later, the gifts were deposited on the table and Kate and Constance had been laughed at for getting glitter all over them.
There was a knock at the door. "It's Rhonda," came the voice. "Can we come in with the cake?"
Soon enough, everyone was in the room, Number Two was bringing Mr. Benedict down, and the cake was very, very tempting.
"Happy birthday, Mr. Benedict!" they chorused.
He was surprised, and laughed that funny little honking dolphin laugh of his. "Why, thank you!"
"Hurry up," said Kate. "Moocho's cake has to be had!"
