Happy birthday even though it isn't anymore!

A small temporal plot hole opens up in front of you and a gaily wrapped package slightly too large for the hole pops out, rather like a cork from a bottle. A large tag on the package says "Happy Birthday from Katty" with "and Ace!" squeezed in underneath in a different hand. Another tag, this one somewhat more ominous looking, says "Explosives. Protect from heat, impact, electrical shock, and warp zones."

If you unwrap it (carefully) you'll find a case of 12 petards. Have fun hoisting Sues!

A lone agent walked into the echoing auditorium. "Hello? There was a birthday here?" She was a day late. She scrounged in the corners for bits of cake, then set down the bag of holding she was carrying. "I'll just leave this for next year..." She wandered out again.

Here! Have these Fang syringes I just made. Easy to carry, light, and looks just like a Fountain pen save for the needle sticking out. With a little you can inject poison into your enemies with a single stab from The tip.

I made them myself.

Deryn came in first, humming something or other that didn't really go with the music playing at the moment. This didn't seem to bother her, however, as she'd spotted the food and would probably have gone for it if Leas hadn't grabbed her collar with the hand not holding the present. "Greet the birthday girl first," he told her firmly.

Deryn rolled her eyes. "Okay, okay," she said. "You see her anywhere?"

"You've got your own eyes," Leas pointed out, but looked anyway. "Ah, there she is! Cassie!" he called, waving and trying to subtly nudge Deryn in a Cassie-wards direction.

*throws chocolate confetti and fireworks* WOOT! One more year and you-- oh, wait. England. Lucky dog.

Anywho, Happy Birthday! (hey, it's my littlest brother's birthday too!) Have a good year, Cassie! Many happy returns!

Happy Birthday! Have a Mary Sue:http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2288976/1/Voldemorts_Daughter (assuming this one isn't too short or hasn't already been PPCed)


ps. Fynn informs me that it is not within the PPC etiquette to give Sues as gifts, so I apologise in advance to any hardline PPCers I may have offended.

*sprays you with champagne* PARTY!

(Yeah; creepy feeling, isn't it? Not being a teenager anymore. It's just... you've been one so long that it doesn't feel right anymore.)

*pops out of a cake!*

Happy birthday, sweetie!

Georgia happily skipped into the Large Auditorium, a chocolate cake in her hands. "Happy Birthday, Cassie! Where do I put this?"

Behind her, Kumori followed at a more sedate pace. This was partly due to the fact that she would never be caught skipping anywhere but mostly due to the huge, lavender bush and pot plant in her arms. Her muffled voice was heard, "And where the hell do I put this?"

I gift thee with...ehm...well, a waffle iron. Because waffle irons rule. And because who knows when you'll need one?

Also, have some fine Belgian chocolate and a stuffed polar bear. *nodnod*

Hope your birthday is full of wonderful things :)

What a milestone. : ) Hope you have/had/will have an awesome day - tenses with time zones are confusing.

Hmmm... well, actually, I'm happy with the music. No need to smack anyone around to attempt to control the stereo. That may be subject to change, though... ; )

Ooh, nibbles. *wanders off*

In honour of the day, you don't get picked to babysit the M-kids!

(ohhh, a challenge. can;t reist)
DRake takes his spork railgun adn points it at Tyler.
"I ave control of the stereo now, okay?"


Naomi sighs and hands over some bleppka to Cassie.

*sings Forever Young at you*

In fact, I might go argue with Tyler. *takes some Bob Dylan and Queen out of her Jacket -- the Dylan for "Forever Young", the Queen because she knows Cassie likes it* This will be interesting!

Whaaat? It's not a proper party without inappropriate large mammals.

Happy Birthday, Cassie!

Here, have some C-4, a sniper rifle and an elven bow (with arrows). Congratulations on surviving the terrible teens!

*threatens Tyler with Dragon Halberd* Put some Queen on or let me past so I can!