Of Kings and Queens

4/Celebration/

•August, 17th•

Mr. Calzone snored loudly from his armchair beside the fireplace. The sun had just made it appearance a few hours ago and Perry had just woken up.

He tiptoed down the two flights of stairs and creeped past the living room to the kitchen.

On his way back up to his sister, with their birthday cake in his hands and candles in his pockets, he paused infront of the sitting room's door that was slightly ajar.

He peeked inside and groaned at the sight before him. His father had been drinking again, and his unconscious form slumped in his chair add it apparent, an empty bottle of Jack Daniels haphazardly on the coffee table.

He placed his sister's favourite chocolate cake on the sofa and shook his father's shoulder roughly.

"Dad," Perry hissed at him.

His father stirred awake with a jerk of his head.

"You promised to not do this again. Robin would've —Robin could've come down early. What were you thinking?!"

"Whatever Perry. She wouldn't have died on the stop at seeing her old man out of it, stop looking at me like I killed your puppy— I'm going to take a shower." He barked at Perry.

The creaky stairs groaned under the weight of him and Perry was left to clean up the mess his father left in his alcoholic daze.

Perry carried the cake up to Robin finally satisfied with the liquor stench gone from downstairs.

"Robin. Wake up shitface, you wouldn't want to wake up drooling on our birthday cake would ya?" He teased her while tickling her face with a sock from the ground.

Her nose scrunched up at the foul smell and grumbled at him, turning in her side attempting to get away.

"It's chocolate."He tempted in a sing-song voice. He smirked when her eyes popped open.

"Chocolate you say?" She demanded as she sat up excitedly at the promise of chocolate.

They put the non-matching set in candles into the top of the cake and Perry lit them carefully with a lighter he told her he nicked from their father.

"Okay, Go on Perry," she clapped her hands over her face excitedly, "Blow out the candles!"

He gazed at her fondly over the tiny flames as he noticed her smile lighting up in the way he wanted it to everytime she laughed.

He let out a rush of carbon dioxide from his mouth, hard enough to extinguish the burning wax sticks.

"I love you, you know that shitface?"

She grinned at him for his term of endearment.

"Yeah whatever. Love you too, brother dearest." She rolled her eyes.

Her sarcastic tone bit out as Perry wandered seemingly aimlessly grabbing random pieces of clothing from around his side of the room, apparently gathering clothes to wear for the day.