somethingwithturquoise | The Smith Residence; Dimension [Unknown], Friday Morning [06/15].

Summer's birthday was ~~finally and arbitrarily~~ coming up, and, being the procrastinator that she was, the fact that she was finally making plans for it now was actually pretty good for her. She, of course, had some weekend plans with her Current Lame Earth Dimension friends this weekend (and next), but if anyone thought she wouldn't go and do something back at one in one of the most conveniently (for her, anyway) accessed dimensions where she could legally drink, well, then they clearly didn't know Summer very well, did they?

Which is why, at some point, everyone she could access through Fandom Island's directory (she figured it would just be easier this way), would receive a text from a number they may or may not recognize, because mass texting was always Summer's preferred way of party invite, and, besides, it wasn't like she could just go slip flyers underneath doors anymore.

It's my birthday!!!!!!
Party Time! Caritas! Tuesday June 19th!
It's gonna be DOPE, yo.

Simple. Sweet. To the point. And now to get going off to her Econ class, where she thought she might actually be making some progress with that cute junior professor. Either that, or he was mistaking her advances for an actual interest in his boring ass lectures...

But not before sending in a follow-up text that she didn't think was necessary, but, apparently, it was:

Presents totally not necessary, omg!

[[ yay for finally picking an arbitrary birth date that will probably 100% joss me in a future season! Open for any calls, texts, emails, carrier pigeon messages back, of course! ]]

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Hey, invading my Tuesday stomping grounds for your birthday? That's definitely convenient for me. Now I just have to think up a decent gift.

Kanan... had no idea what kind of gift to get her. Birthday parties hadn't really been a thing for him, basically ever.

You don't need to get a present, BDG!! Your presence will be gift enough!

Clearly, having her dad back in the household was having an adverse effect on Summer's sense of humor, though she liked to think she could still stomp Jerry's Dad Joke game with ease.

...srsly, though, no present is totally fine.

That joke had been awful, Summer. And Kanan had needed a moment, since it worked better out loud.

Yeah, well, now you SAY that, but these birthday things actually mean something, right? I'm not going to be the one guy there without a gift.

... Or something?

They mean something, yeah, especially this one, but that something doesn't necessarily mean presents!

In fact, he would also be included in the mass follow-up text that explained just that, too.

srsly what kind of jerk invites people out just so they get presents?

Which one is this one and what does it mean, again?

... No, really. He had no clue.

And was still going to try to figure out something for her. Even if it was just a few boxes of Jello.

18. That means in my culture that I'm officially considered an adult which means im considered by my government to be old enough to vote for bullshit politicians and old enough to join the army, but not old enough to drink alcohol!

Could BDG sense Summer's sarcastic sing-song over text? She liked to think he could sense her sarcastic sing-song over text.

Not that ive ever let it stop me before. Underage drinking is pretty much an all-american pasttime.

Ah, right. Hera and I ran into that limit already. At least Caritas doesn't seem to care. Limit makes no sense to me.

Said the guy who'd been to war by fourteen.

thus the party at Caritas. I mean, plus, to celebrate with all of you still there, too, but the whole being able to drink without potential legal repercussions was a big factor.

I can appreciate the draw. Have you warned Kitty she might need to stock up for the occasion?

Because of course he was on a first-name basis with the bartender!

ohyeah. she's been warned. even if these things never bring in nearly half as many people as i hope they do

Which Summer was not going to get all sad about; it just meant the people who did come were even more awesome.

also warned that there WILL be karaoke. ive been itching to do it since she had that event where everyone made their own drinks

I appreciate the warning, it gives me four days to actually listen to a song before I get dragged up there to make an ass of myself again.

Earth music. Kanan didn't get it.

The pause that followed had be be palpable even through space and dimensions.

AGAIN?? please tell me chopper or someone was there to record that

Unless Kitty did, you're outta luck there. I chose at random. I don't think I have the right voice for Wonderwall.

Kanan wasn't even sorry.

Ohmygod.

I literally cannot imagine you singing that. you might need to do an encore.

Unfortunately, it's too late for that now. I'm never going to get drunk enough to do that again now that I know what it is, trust me.

Maybe, maybe he'd consider doing it for her for her birthday.

The more she thought about it, the more Summer was able to convince herself that it was probably a good thing she missed that special moment in time that should never and would never be truly replicated ever again.

okay fine. but if i come up with a song before sunday to request to you, will you do that song? for my BIRTHDAY.

For your birthday. And only because it's the important one.

Yes, he knew that he was damning himself, here.

All my birthdays are important ones.

Then I suppose you have a year to think up another good one, don't you?

That made Summer snort, drawing a few glances from her closest classmates, but she just rolled her eyes. Class hadn't even started yet, calm down.

This is gonna be so great. maybe i should stick around for the event this week, too. since i'm definitely not catching an early morning portal on wed. it'll be nice to see YOU too

assuming there's a break from the weirdness anyway.

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I would tell you that you probably just jinxed it, but hey, it's your birthday. You need somewhere to crash after your party, hit us up.

But if there was weirdness next week too, he knew who to blame, now.

You couldn't just blame people for weirdness, BDG. That'd be like blaming people that there was a sun.

oooh. i was going to call about a hotel room after this class, but that could save me some extra cash. hera won't mind?

The answer to that question had never been that she'd mind, but Summer always felt obligated to ask anyway.

There are two unoccupied rooms on the Ghost, we have plenty of space.

Because he was pretty sure Hera wouldn't mind. And if for whatever reason she did, he'd backpedal and spring for the hotel room for Summer himself.

He was really beginning to lean hard into the Space Dad thing. He just hadn't quite come to terms with that fact yet.

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