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A Celebration for Nell

Nell had tried something a little different for dinner tonight. She'd made a large, and hopefully tasty, vegetable stir fry and had stir-fried some beef in a different pan so those wanting meat could have some. She also had homemade sourdough bread, salad, and a vegetable broth based soup to start the meal.

The apartment was spic and span, the cats were happily curled up on their cat trees, for however long that would last, and she thought she was prepared as she could be for her first ever birthday celebration. Now to wait somewhat anxiously for her guests.

[For those who know who they are.]

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She smiled sweetly at him. "I thank you for that. Now enjoy what's here while I finish up the last bit.".

She'd be back shortly with a savory and slightly spicy vegetable stir-fry with a side dish of stir-fried beef to add into her own dish - and Lana's if she wanted.

"Let me know if you need help bringing it in," Steven called after her.

"I will," she called back.

She wouldn't.

But bringing in a large bowl of stir fry and one with meat wasn't that difficult either. Of course she had to go back out to bring in the bowl of perfectly cooked rice, but that was neither here nor there.

Steven hadn't expected her to but at least she'd heard the offer? Small steps, right?

"Do the kittens get in the way at all when you cook?" Steven asked.

"Sometimes," Nell said as she slid into her seat. "But they're learning that there are no treats for them if they're too underfoot."

"They're little, plenty of time for them to figure out how to be helpful," Steven said. "Or how to learn how to cook if they've aspirations for it."

Nell made a face. "Food with added cat hair. I'll pass, thank you. They can observe from afar."

"At least they've a good perch for it," Steven said, indicating their tower. "Anyway, any plans for tomorrow? Or avoiding the crowds, mainly?"

"Oh, I don't know," Nell said. "We'll see how I feel, but I'm getting used to being here again, so it doesn't bother me so much. And I can always come back here when I've had enough.""

"Llewellyn and I will be leaving in the morning tomorrow," Steven said. "So we'll miss it entirely, I imagine. Do they do anything fun?"

"Oh sure. There's a dance tomorrow night and then kind of a carnival the next day with booths and pie throwing and dunk tanks." She smile. "At least that's what it was like from what I remember."

"Like carnival games?" Steven asked, to see if he understood it. "Throw a pie at a target and win a prize?"

"Exactly," Nell said. "I didn't participate much, but it was fun to watch."

"Never really done those," Steven admitted. "But isn't that a waste of pie? Be horrible someone throwing perfectly good pies about."

"Maybe," Nell said. "But once someone buys a pie they can do whatever they want from it."

"Maybe they weren't good pies to begin with," Steven said. "Inedible or something."

Steven couldn't imagine someone throwing away one of Nell's pies. And if anyone tried it with one of Llewellyn's - well, Steven would have strong opinions on that.

"That's possible," Nell said. "I wouldn't know. I'm sure they're not expensive pies for sure."

"Well hopefully everyone has fun," Steven said. "And that whatever goes on doesn't interfere with you enjoying your birthday. I'm grateful we were able to spend some of the celebration with you, even if it's a day early."

"I'm very happy to be able to have my first birthday party with the four of you," Nell said with a smile. "That makes it very special."

"It's an honor to be here," Steven told her. "Kind of you to let us spend it with you."

Nell laughed. "I'm the one getting presents and cake!"

"But we get to share the enjoyment with you," Steven said. "And it being your first - it means a lot to be here."

"And I'm glad to have you here," Nell said simply.

"Have you thought about when you'd like to open your presents?" Steven asked. "Entirely up to you. Could even save ours for tomorrow if you'd rather have something on your actual birthday."

Steven and Marc wouldn't be there, of course, but Steven wanted to give Nell a polite excuse in case she might have been feeling self-conscious about opening her gifts while people were watching.

"Oh no, I'll open them while you're all here," Nell assured him. "Maybe after we eat and before Lana's cake?"

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