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Zerah awoke to the sound of much commotion upstairs. He knew that a lot of people lived in the house he occasionally was allowed to stay in, but this was more than usual, with voices he didn't recognize. What's more is that whever was here was walking around more than normal, and he lost count of how many times he heard at least one of the people clomping back and forth. He had to see what was going on.

Up the stairs he went, and he tentatively looked around the corner, into the kitchen and by extension the living room. There were indeed a lot of guests, some that he'd seen a few times before and some that had never come over, at least as far as he knew. Stranger still was all the food piled up in the kitchen, chips and pizza and a very large cake. Bottles of all kinds of what he knew was alcohol lined the counters. Hungry as he was, he knew better not to touch any of it until he got permission from his host.

Eventually, Zor turned the corner, entering the kitchen. She was a bit surprised to see him, but she smiled.

"Hey, big guy. Just in time!" She said, opening a pizza box and piling slices on a paper plate.

"Uh... just in time for what?"

"It's me and Anya's birthday. I didn't wanna wake you up since I knew you needed some rest, but don't worry, you're not late. Party's goin' all night."

A big smile crossed Zerah's face. A party! One that he wouldn't be kicked out of! He was hesitant when he reached for a plate of his own, only starting to help himself proper when Zor gave him a reassuring nod. Still, something hung on his mind.

"Birthday...?"

"Oh, right. Me and my sister were born on this day, uh... how many years ago...? A while back, anyway. And people usually celebrate their birthdays like this, with a big party and presents and stuff."

"Oh..." Zerah looked down, staring a hole through the pizza on his plate. Of course he was happy for his friend and her sister, but... did he have a birthday? Could he have one, if he was never really born?

"Somethin' on your mind, big fella?"

"Uh... I guess... what do you do if you don't know when you were born? I don't really have a birthday." His smile started to flicker, his voice turning downcast. Zor could see the change in his demeanor, moving over to rub his back.

"Hey, don't worry about it... You said you were created, like... early fall, right?"

"Yeah..."

"Well, we'll just pick a day and give you the best fucking birthday you can imagine. How does that sound?"

It was exactly what Zerah needed to hear, and he perked right up, nodding. Zor laughed a little, and pat his back affectionately.

"Now that's more like it. But for now, you can come join this one. Okay?"

"Yeah!" He said, carefully putting his pizza to the side so he could scoop her up into a big bear hug.

"Happy birthday!"