A Lighter and a Flashlight

Birthday Antics

Someone Watching Six's POV

Six and Seven had been best friends for months now, and because of this they knew everything about each other.  Or, at least that is what they thought.  That is why it was a surprise when Six figured out something new about her best friend.

His birthday.

He had gotten extra food for all three meals that day.  And though she didn't know or approve, she had gotten all the extras.

 "To be honest" he had said after she had eaten her 'secretly more than half' of his breakfast, "I didn't know until this morning.  The Janitor is the only one who knows what day it is, so when I told him my birthday,  he said 'wow that's today!' and I said 'cool'..."

Six giggled at the memory, remembering the voices he did for him and the Janitor.  How he had exaggerated the rest of the story just to make her laugh.  She smiled at her recalling of how he used his hands as puppets for who was talking; and how he kept mixing them up.

He cared for her, and he was always there to keep her company.  To make her smile, laugh.  She didn't deserve him, his kindness, and yet he kept coming back.  She always made sure to show her gratitude for his actions.

"Why are you helping me?" 

"Friends help friends" was all he would ever respond with.

He was truly her best friend.

Six sighed and closed the book she was reading.  Well, more like half reading.  This was the new one he had brought to her this morning.  She had just finished her last book the night before, he had already brought her a new one.  Even though it was his birthday he was still treating her like it was her's.  She clutched her new book to her chest and smiled, thinking of how Seven had enthusiastically recommended for her to read it.  He had talked all about how much he had liked the main characters.

 "They remind me of us, the maw too."

She released the book and let fall into her lap.  This always happened, she would try to read, but end up thinking about Seven, figures it would happen again.  This usually happened after breakfast, she was used to it.

Whenever he came to deliver breakfast, it was sad, always such a short visit.  Unlike the other meals, breakfast was only 30 minutes, meaning the visit was usually only 10 minutes.  It was long enough to enjoy each other's company, but it always left her wanting to see him again, wanting more.  Sometimes she might even sleep through the breakfast visit and entirely miss him.

This usually happened if he risked a night visit.  They would stay up super late, making her sleep in.  It was a vicious cycle.

She would just have to eat the food he left her and then miss him twice as much until lunch.

She sighed, when he wasn't around she had plenty of time to be introspective; this of course leads to her getting sad and lonely.  If she cried, Seven would be able to tell, and he'd blame himself.

I need to stop being so depressive...  At this point it would be better to give in to thinking about Seven.  At least that'll make me happy.

She sighed  and placed the book down on her bed-suitcase hybrid.  Grabbing her lighter from her pocket, Six lit it.  The warm glow of the tiny flame lighting up her face, warming her cheeks.

Her face broke into a smile, she knew what she could do for Sevens birthday!

She rummaged through her suitcase until she found what she was looking for: a slightly smashed box of crayons.  Taking out a few colors, she went to work on a few pieces of paper Seven had brought her last week.