Choking On Sapphires

33 Dance The Night Away (NSFW)

The night is planned and set. If everyone followed orders, the night would be one big wonderful foggy blank space come tomorrow evening.

You're making your last rounds downstairs before people arrive, floating amongst the tall flower arrangments that sat on the gold and metallic linens, surrounded by gold chairs covered in bows and ribbon. Garlands of flowers covered the banisters, the columns and along the ceiling, hanging down from the second story balcony in the entryway. A champagne fountain in the ballroom, a table full of desserts in the dining room, everything was set and decorated and ready and you felt that wonderful adrenaline of anxiety from a good time being so near.

"C'mon ya little bird, flittering around the place." Freddie says, pushing you with both hands towards the kitchen. "One last thing you need to finalize before I get ahold of that mop on top of your head."

"What's left? I have the food with the sweets and the drinks..the drugs...the flowers...the band...the decoration...the garden is about finished, they're testing the lights right now." you're shaking your head and touching your fingertips to each other as if checking off a list with a furrowed brow.

"Well...I might've gotten you a little something of sorts." he says proudly.

"WHAT?" you squeak with eyebrows raised high, face darting back and forth.

"'Ere she is!" you hear Alfie's voice, your head tilting like a puppy at the sound as he's standing in the back hallway you're being rushed down.

"What's this?" you inquire as he moves his arm around your shoulders, Freddie moving past you.

"We mighta conspired together for ya birthday. Puttin' my skills and his expertise together to make ya somethin', birthday girl." the smirk on his face is smug as hell and you give him a smile with narrowed eyes, watching his face as he spoke.

"What did my two best boys do?" you say in a baby talk inflection. "You two working together, my word, I do hope you aren't leading me to my death." you giggle and he gives your cheek a smooch as he turns you before you round the corner into the kitchen.

"It ready?" he says, still grinning at you, but his face turned and calling out to Freddie.

"Ready!" you hear Freddie lilt.

"Alright love. We thought there's one thing missin' from ya party, and especially it being ya birthday I thought it awful depressin' for you to not have one..."

"Just let me see!" you say bouncing a bit in excitement with your shoulders.

"Well stop bouncin' like 'at and I'll be able to stop looking at bits and let you go." he laughs, eyes crinkling.

"Let her go you big bad wolf!" Freddie calls out.

"Eh...alright." he says with a big grin, letting go of your shoulders.

You round the corner like a child on Christmas morning. Before you sits a large cart with wheels and on top of it a giant birthday cake. You'd passed on a cake this year as you'd went with just a full bar of little sweets instead. But as soon as you saw it you knew they'd made the right call.

"Holy fucking hell..." you say, your eyes big and bright, circling the towering cake. It's top tier sat so far above your head that you had to lean your head back to see it. It had four parts, each separated with lifts and filled with flowers that matched those you'd decorated the house in. They traveled up and down the cake in perfectly placed trails, cascading down the tiers of white frosting. The top tier was gold, covered in sugar that made it look as if it were glittering, catching the light perfectly. The bottom tier was decorated with little tiny beads of sugar, connected with indentions in the frosting to make it look like the linens you'd chosen for the ballroom. The other tiers white and plain, showing off the lovely flowers beautifully. You'd been circling the cake in silence with your mouth open.