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[lionesscouchant.livejournal.com]

When; Thursday, August 21st
Rating; G (?)
Characters; Peter Pevensie lionrampante and anyone who was invited!
Summary; Peter's turning 17, and Lucy decided he needed a surprise party to celebrate this momentous occasion!
Log;

Lucy had everyone help decorate; she was pleased with the results. Red banners and a sign that proclaimed Happy Birthday, a big chocolate cake courtesy of Claire, and a table brimming with presents. It wasn't as grand a party as what they would have had in Narnia, but she knew Peter would understand, and it was certainly better than his 16th birthday where the war had stopped a lot of the cakes and cookies because of the sugar ration.

Now they were just waiting for the guest of honor to show up with Caspian, who had been charged with bringing him home as soon as they were finished.

Comments

I'm on my way from misery to happiness today (uh huh x 4)

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Morning ride: check. Stable upkeep: check. Visiting the Black Swann: check. Visiting Aragorn: check. Getting his dagger back from Aragorn: check. Quick peek into Ukitake's Tea Shop: check. Ducks swimming in the water: check.

After all those inane activities he's finally brought the High King back to mingle and enjoy his surprise.]

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

[The house looks smashing. All of the housework was done! Well at least before the party, after clean up would be another question--not that Susan minds! Oh no. But she had to run out early this morning to find a proper gift. She would have done so yesterday but it just escaped her. That was still a mystery.

Susan would be lighting the candles on the cake. At least that is what she decided. Since Peter did so for everyone the last year.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[How old is Susan again? Not that Caspian cares about this foolish concept called a drinking age. He offers her a glass of his ever special sangria.]

For you, Susan.

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

[She looks into the glass at the contents. Punch? Upon tasting it is surely not punch.]

Caspian, thank you.

[How sweet of him.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Punch is for cowards and dogs, oh wait was that guy even invited?]

I hope it isn't too sweet, or too strong.

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

[She's keeping an eye out for him.]

Quite right, actually. Er...what is it?

[Another sip for taste. She has had wine before but this isn't quite wine.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Listen to that accent.]

Sangria. It has red wine, a little brandy, honey, and some orange, apple, and peach juices.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Peter's wandering around, still slightly surprised they threw a party for him.]

Susan?

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

Happy birthday, Peter!

[She's all smiles. Before Caspian's sangria even.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Smiles all around!]

Thank you, Su.

[He's taking a look over at the cake! Wonderful lighting job.]

Did you make it?

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

You're very welcome.

[Sisterly beaming at his glee. This was a successful surprise.]

Not this time. Claire made it. I'm sure it'll be just as tasty.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

It looks wonderful. I'll be sure to thank her later.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[All the ducks were swimming in the pond. After spending the day out with Caspian visiting various places, Peter's glad to come home. Of course, coming home and finding the house decorated is a very big surprise.]

[lionesscouchant.livejournal.com]

[She waves when they surprise him and runs to meet him]

Hi! Surprise, Peter!

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Surprised Peter is surprised, but he's grinning.]

Surprise? Is it a party?

[lionesscouchant.livejournal.com]

What do you think, that we would let you turn 17 without one?

[Smiling!]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

I didn't think it would be so large.

[Leans over to give Lucy a hug.]

[lionesscouchant.livejournal.com]

You're silly, Peter.

[Hug! She's pleased he's pleased]

[notprincestuff.livejournal.com]

He'd never actually been to a party before, at least a human one. While celebrations were had amongst unicorns, Lightfoot somehow doubted that it was the same.

People it seemed were already here, though it was only Caspian that Lightfoot could put a name too. That, and Lucy, he believed he spotted.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Lightfoot!

[Caspian says merrily while waltzing up to greet the unicorn on the lawn.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Holy crap, unicorn.]

Hello there. I don't think I caught your name.

[notprincestuff.livejournal.com]

Caspian.

[A twitching of his ears and a bow of his head given, before greeting the other]

Oh.

[A sheepish look, perking his ears forward. His uncle would have scolded him for forgetting his manners]

Lightfoot at yours service.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Lightfoot.

You know Caspian?

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[He stops himself from going into a full bow and greeting from one nobleman to one nobleunicorn and just nods and smiles to Lightfoot.]

I am glad you came.

This is Peter.

[Oh look, Caspian's other hand is holding that delicious wine. Sip.]

[notprincestuff.livejournal.com]

I met him a short while ago, actually.

[Dawning in the unicorn's eyes]

Ah, so it is your celebration.

[Another bob of his head, mindful not to 'poke any eyeballs out'. That still amused him]