♞:* garden party.
@oleocookies
Catching Knight’s leader required a good deal of effort. If their eyes left him, he could slip away unseen and return whenever he felt like it. For a King that cared about his Knights, it was amazing how little he was really around-- but what remained true was his loyalty and care for them, so much so that asking for his presence wasn’t ignored.
Texting the third year a request for help [TXT: ou-sama, quick, i need you] gained a fast response, and the meeting location was set for the garden terrace, as soon as possible.
And there stood the vampire with his cake, freshly baked and looking questionably like a toxic disaster with lit sparklers and candles sticking out of an eyeball and a tentacle, as his leader approached the scene. There was no real danger, contrary to what it might have sounded like-- there was only an urgency to get the man here before he slipped away again.
“Hey, Ou-sama. Happy birthday.” The cake was held up closer to his face as he approached, sparklers nearing the end of their lives and wax dripping slowly into the icing. “Blow out the candles and make a wish.”