bling*

Kitari takes out her phone, as she stand in front of the door of the gateway. One of the Shiverburns had sent her a snap.

‘Snowflake’s working on it =^=’

Kitari: “...I thought they knew about it. Oh, well...I can’t really see who’s she arguing with...but  have a feeling it’s...haha, of course, he’d be worried.”

Tucking her phone away, she slips through the door-

*a-HEM*

Kitari: “...?”

???: “Don’t be there too long. You don’t want to get yourself stuck in a current like Sailor did.”

Not looking behind her Kitari mutters under her breath as she dove down through the door.

Kitari: “...you know nothing about that. Let’s just make Sailor’s birthday awesome.”

….

???: “...yes...let’s…”

*****

Later that day…

*knock, knock, knock*

Star King: “...Hm?”

Pausing from the conversation he was able to get Sailor in, he heard a small knock on the door. He closes his eyes for a brief moment and saw Kitari standing on the other side. Smiling simply he returned his gaze to Sailor.

Sailor: “Hm? What’s up?”

Star King: “Oh, nothing. Someone’s outside waiting for you.”

Sailor: “...really.”

Giving him a suspicious cast, Sailor slowly turned on her heel and stalked toward the door, wondering if Dui was back with more pastries or something.

Sailor: “...Hello-?”

*shoom*

The lights get shot and Sailor is left in the dark. She turns around and feels for the doorframe of the throne room. But she’s met with the elaborately decorated wall of the palace corridors. She can barely see the golden and gem-crusted designs, even with how wide her eyes were.

Sailor: “Okay, what the heck is-”

???: “Sailor!?”

She whipped around, carefully feeling around for whoever spoke.

Sailor: (Wait...that voice sounds familiar-)

*FLICK*

A sound resembling a match being struck to its box cracks through the air causing Sailor to jump. The dark hall is filled with light from a fistful of flame. A literal fistful of flame.

Kitari: “Sailor! There you are!”

Sailor: “Kitari! Look, I think Star King shot the lights, and-”

Kitari: “Calm down, calm down, sis.”

Sailor: “WAIT. Where were you!? I haven’t seen you all day and I thought you were locked in the freaking kitchen by one of those yandere fangirls and...and...WHERE WERE YOU?!”

Kitari: “W-We...uh…”

Sailor: “...’We’?”

Kitari: “...”

Sailor: “Kitari...I’ve known you for awhile. I know when you’re...about to lie, apparently…”

Kitari: “...I-I am not gonna lie! I...just...just come with me. You need to see this.”

Sailor: “Wait, Star King didn’t kill the lights…? Are there...like...how do I say this, bad demons up here again?”

Kitari: “...Well, there’s something-no, someone that’s not from here. Actually, there’s a lot of them here.”

Sailor: “...Gimme a head count…”

Kitari: “...uh…”

She mentally counts how many were in the room. Then had to subtract the number of heads that were from here that were in the room, too. She wonders a tad nervously if the ones from here were doing okay.

Kitari: “...um...eight?”

Sailor: “EIGHT-!?”

Kitari: “Ssh-!!! Calm down! Here, let me get you there…”

Putting out the flame of her hand, she grabs Sailor’s hand and drags her down the corridor, without needing the assistance of her fire.

Sailor: “H-Hey! Why’re we going around in the dark…!?”

Kitari: “It’ll be better to be in the dark.”

Sailor: “...okay…?”

After going through countless mazes of corridors, tight halls and secret passageways, Kitari finally stops at a grand-looking door. Sailor drops her hand and summons her trident.

Sailor: “Okay, you said there were eight. So, I’ll take care of the first four and-wait...Kitari?”

Glances around. Of course this area is darker, there are probably monsters on the other side doing whatnot. She should’ve never dropped her hand. She probably got kidnapped right underneath her nose…! After squatting down on the floor wallowing in her own self-beatups, she steeled herself, marched (and having to stupidly feel around, but cut her some slack) and slowly opened the door.

“SURPRISE!!!”

Sailor: “OH MY FREAKING KING OF THE-”

People jumped out from behind couches, dropped from ceilings, poked from behind pillars, crashed through windows and all that good scare-her-till-she-pees classics. Sailor stumbles and nearly falls but then her face blossoms into a smiling gasp, then bursts with laughter.

Sailor: “Oh my freaking gosh, what the heck is this?!”

“Buon Compleanno, Sailor Pisces!”

Sailor: “Huh? WHAT?! NO FREAKING WAY, KITARI!!!”

Stepping up to her was a man in a blue army uniform, with squinting eyes, light auburn hair with a single curl bouncing playfully at his skittery hyper movements, like he wasn’t as old as he was. There he stood. Along with his seven other friends that made up the eight ‘otherworld’ people Kitari was talking about. Sailor’s trident disappeared along with her fears and worries.

*****

EPILOGUE OF SOME OF THE PARTY SCENES ARE GONNA BE POSTED TOMORROW!!!

XD XD <3 <3

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAILOR PISCES!!!

See you!!!

-Author