#also this is vera and mj's first kiss soo...

[ask-violet-web]

There will be cake

Ooc: this is a day early, but i won't get to post it for Vera's actual birthday tomorrow, so you get it now! I did not reread it so theres probably errors, but yeah, happy birthday Vee.

Rushed shuffles and excited whispers floated through the peaceful room, you'd have to be dead in order not to hear the noise, and luckily for the culprits, Vera was very near to it.

"Shh, shut up. She is going to wake up and beat our asses for making this much noise this early." Peter was trying to be as quiet as he could, to say he was terrified of early morning Vera was an understatement. "She can sure fucking try." Nadia whispered back "besides, she deserves this." She had a cruel grin spreading on her face and a Christmas Cracker in her hand, whatever they had planned was sure to get them in shit.

MJ could hardly contain her laughter, a strange bug box in hand, "could you two stick to the plan? She's gonna wake up before we even get to her bed." She spoke in hushed tones, despite giggling throughout the whole thing. It was, in fact, very unlikely that Vera would wake up, her patrol last night proved very eventful and the second she got home she headed straight to bed. In any case she was a heavy enough sleeper. Still sneaking, the three reached Vera's bed, ready to disturb the sleep she had managed to get, MJ started to lean over the bed close to Vera's face, "Michelle wait!" Nadia still whisper shouting, MJ turned to look back at her, "what?" She had started raising up the box, "don't get confetti in the carpet." Nadia responded. "Okay." And with that MJ returned to leaning over the bed.

Being the one at the back, Peter started counting down while simultaneously getting ready to run if he had to, "3...2...1!" And all together, at a volume way too loud for early morning they shouted out, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!" 

Vera shot upright- or at least tried to had her head not collided with an unfortunately forceful impact into MJ's head, "what the fu- Ow!" She collapsed back down on her pillow clutching her head as the pain spread through her skull, and in turn MJ toppled backwards sending the box and hundreds of tiny paper cutouts falling to the floor.

Needless to say, the whole event was a disaster. Nadia, eyes wide and mangled Christmas Cracker in hand, turned to watch the the pieces of paper flit to the ground, "the carpet Michelle! I warned you about the carpet!"

"Honestly confetti was probably a bad idea in the first place," Peter  chirped in, witnessing the chaos unfold and turned to a still writhing Vera, "and just so you know. I had no part in this plan whatsoever, I swear to you."

"Hmmhmm" Vera managed to rasp out, barely recovered but still trying to sit up, "whats the fucking time anyway?" With a hand still on her head she peered at the clock beside her, [5:06 a.m] she turned to the three that had bombarded her, "oh, now you're really gonna suffer. Peter started backing away slowly, "haha, funny joke right-"

"Oh calm down, you'll be fine. Come on there's cake." Nadia was saying as she turned around and started walking out the door. Vera turned to see MJ still on the floor, crawling around trying to pick up a bunch of tiny paper cutouts. She got down on the floor with her and put a hand on her shoulder "hey, s'fine I'll clean it up later. For what its worth, it would have been one hell of a surprise if it had worked." She got up producing a tired laugh and held a hand out for MJ, who in turn grabbed Vera's hand and got up as well, "you're heads really hard." She mumbled, Vera chuckled some more "so is yours."

There was a cake, as Nadia promised, it was very clearly a homemade chocolate cake with garish green icing spelled out to say "happy birthday" on it. Sitting by the counter were Vera's aunts, she took a seat next to them, "why, the hell are you all here so early?" She started wiping the sleep from her eyes. "Well dear, we wanted you to get the most out of your day is all," her aunt Dena got up and started bringing out plates for the cake as well as a cup of coffee in front of Vera, "yeah but you could've at least given me another hour or so." Vera said blearily, "Ah yes but where's the fun in that?" Dena replied.

They ate the cake which was honestly very good despite the look of it, but the morning went on to a more reasonable time for Peter to propose board games, which Vera gladly obliged. The morning leaked into afternoon and slowly creeped to dusk. They ordered Chinese takeout, which had just become a staple diet at this point, but it was good nonetheless. Laughing and reminiscing, they ate and enjoyed the night.

The food had been cleared out and Mj got up grabbing Vera's arm, "hey, I've got something for you." She seemed giddy and started pulling Vera towards her room, "oh-okay." Vera was just going along with it, stomach still packed with the noodles she ate as she stumbled to her room. Once they were both in Mj closed the door and somehow had a gift bag in her hand, "I hid it behind your door this morning, figured you wouldn't look there. Here, open it." She shoved the bag in Vera's hands, careful to wait until she knew if was being held properly, she started rocking on her heels the energy rising through her by the second. Vera stood, mouth agape with heartfelt confusion at the bag Mj had given her, "you really didn't have to get me anything…" she reached into the bag and pulled out a small snowglobe, in it were two figures sitting on a bench, all wrapped up in winter clothes, "I got it specially made.It's the first time we met, I remember how upset you were that day cause you're broke a snowglobe your dad gave you and," Mj's voice got softer as she watched Vera just stare at her gift in silence, "Vee? Are you alright? It's okay if you don't like it-" but before she could finish Vera threw her arms around her neck and pulled her into a kiss. After a moment she pulled back, face hot with embarrassment, "sorry, sorry, I wasn't thinking, fuck sorry. N-no I love it really, it's, it's perfect." She was staring intently at the snowglobe, worried to look up. Mj put her hands on Vera's face and pressed her forehead to hers, "it's okay," she said quietly, and pressed a kiss to Vera's nose before pulling her in for a hug, "I'm glad you like it." She said it with a smile, and all her energy seemed to pour into Vera, keeping them in both comfortable silence.

After a minute they headed back to the kitchen hand in hand. The night continued on perfectly, and even with the brash awakening, Vera wouldn't have changed it for the world.