After minutes of wandering, searching for the birthday boy, Scar's sharp eye manages to find Sleepy. His smile turns mischievous.
Disguised near the trees, Scar creeps closer before eventually getting behind Sleepy. He puts his hand on top of the boy's hat and grins.
"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday, dear Sleepy, happy birthday to you!"
His singing is horrible, but his joy isn't. Scar is wearing a party cone on top of his head and seems to be carrying balloons.
He... still seems to be in some pain, but Scar has gotten better at hiding it.
"You ready for the party? I've been preparing it all day."
-- @secret-life-scar-blog
Sleepy yelps and stumbles forward, temporarily stunned by the sudden appearance of his friend. He whips around and stares up at him.
The canary winces slightly as Scar sings, then corrects his face when he realizes how rude that must look. He tilts his head. He's never heard the song, but it's a nice gesutre, and it's the first happy birthday he's gotten all day. When Scar finishes, his claps, grinning wide.
At the mention of the party, however, his expression falters slightly.
"Oh, um. The party."
He flashes Scar an awkward smile, trying to come up with an excuse on the spot.
"I...thought the party was tomorrow?"
Sleepy says it like a question rather than a statement, like even he doesn't find the answer believable.