Birthday Bonanza! (9/22/2018)

>Anon has never thought whattimeisitrightnow.com would have any use in today's society
>And yet, here he is, staring at the seconds clock slowly tick upwards
>50, 51, 52...
>Moni, it's coming!
>He squeals and shakes her by the arm he's gripping with two hands, and she nervously laughs
>I-it sure is Anon!
>58...59....12 o clock!! Happy Birthday Monika!!!
>Anon throws his arms around her and the force crashes them into the bed
>He whoops and hollers as he rolls from one side of the bed to the other, taking Monika along for the ride
>Okay, okay, ahaha, that's enough now!
>Anon lets her go and she gets up, and fixes her tussled up hair
>She's wearing a tired smile, she's having fun but it really is past her bedtime
>Wait wait wait he says, running up to the keyboard
>She starts blushing and runs her fingers across her cheek and she murmurs "Oh no..."
>Haaaaaaaaa- Anon begins to sing while mashing the G key
>ppy birthday to you, happy birth-day, to you! Come on, sing along!
>Happy birthday deeear Monika! Happy birth-
>Oops, wrong note. Hahahaha!
>Haappy birth-...Haapy birth-. Fuck! Haappy-
>Anon! It's, it's okay. The sentiment was enough. Thank you so much.
>Wait, there's more!
>A bead of sweat trails stealthily along Monika's face as Anon runs into the kitchen

>...Ow, fire, why?!
>Are you okaay?
>Pe-perfectly fine honey! Just sit tight!
>And in a minute Anon comes into the bedroom with a plate holding a humongous cupcake, with a single lit candle stuck on in an angle in the middle
>Monika stares at it as it's presented with a small, open mouthed smile, silently considering if it was a cupcake or really a muffin
>What do you think?
>I love it! How did you manage to hide it from me?
>Well, I baked it while you were out today, and hid it in the place you'd never look!
>Where...was that?
>The oven. I shut off the heat and turned off the light
>ohthankgod she thought as she mouthed a sound of surprise at his ingenuity
>Well, blow the candle!
>And she does
>He hands her the plate and the fork and implores her to dig in
>Ahh, in the morning, I'm gonna sleep soon so...
>Not even a bite?
>Well...okay!
>With a fork and a grin she sections off a tiny piece and brings it to her mouth
>...
>...
>Oh god it's not good isn't it.
>No! Noo, it's just...can I have some milk please?
>Head hung down in shame, Anon procures the liquid for her

>He returns with the glass and she gingerly takes it and chugs it, gasping after finishing the cup
>Thanks.
>Least I could do. After RUINING, your birthday already...
>Anon slumps down beside her on the edge of the bed, and notes the time ticking away on the still open website, ten past, and moans
>Hey, hey, you didn't ruin it. Not at all!
>It wasn't perfect!
>Anon, it didn't have to be. I thought you didn't care much for birthdays anyways?
>Yeah, I don't. *My* birthday. But your birthday is important to me, very important, and I wanted to make it special...
>Anon, look at me.
>Look at me.
>You did more then what I could've ever dreamed *anyone* doing for my birthday, okay? Your effort alone has made this day so special.
>Seeing you try your heart out for me is the greatest gift you can give me, it really is.
>That's what made today so special to me so far. That's why you're special to me. Okay?
>...Goddamnit, I was supposed to be the one making you tear up...
>She chuckles and rubs his shoulders, and he wipes his eyes
>Do you want to see your present?
>I thought this was it?
>Nooo, no way. Come, come!

>Okay, how did he hide this.
>Monika stared in utmost surprise at the upright piano that now stood at the wall in the living room
>She cautiously walked towards it and with a quivering hand felt the furnished wood that veiled the keys
>She looks up back at Anon, waiting for him to say what he didn't really need to
>Go ahead, try it!
>She slowly lifts up the guard and she slides the velvet cloth away.
>Her eyes sparkle at the pearl white keys and she presses a random key
>Woah. resistance. Nothing like the keyboard upstairs.
>She sits down on the stool and becomes overwhelmed, looking at all the keys
>What to play, what to play?
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YvI_FNrczzQ
>The tune never sounded better.
>After finishing the song, her fingers depart from the keys, and looked at them as if bloodied, like the new piano robbed her of some life
>As if completing a ritualistic connection
>She glances towards Anon, who's covering his mouth with a closed fist
>I showed you that song the first day you came.
>Yeah.
>It was March at the time.
>Hehe, yup.
>That's one of my favorite songs.
>I know.
>She gets up from the bench and wraps her arms around Anon's neck
>And with her toes lifting her up, brings her lips to his
>A press, a tap, all that is needed
>Thank you so much, Anon, you really made this day perfect.
>It's only beginning. Happy Birthday, Monika.