Haha Sarah, it's your birthday and I wrote you a birthday fic! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SARESARE! EVERYBODY SING ALONG BUT WITHOUT ME! Anyway, I hope you had a great day and enjoy your fic :3
Connor stuck his head around the corner of the doorframe leading into the living room of his apartment – Abby was still asleep on the sofa, her body curled up into the foetal position, a thin blanket draped over her.
The plan could commence.
Thirty odd posters were rolled up on the kitchen bench top, secured with elastic bands – Connor carefully took off the bands, only snapping a band on himself twice, and proceeded to arrange the posters artfully around the living room, one on the window, three on the same wall, another taped to the back of the sofa Abby was sleeping on, many scattered in the most different of ways.
He threw streamers of black, blue and silver over and around the lamp shades dangling from the ceiling, and poking out from the walls; so it looked like giant iridescent cobwebs spun from wall to wall. Large glow in the dark stars littered the ceiling like a view from a telescope, only vaguely glowing in the afternoon light. There was a telescope resting on the balcony too.
He removed the bulbs from the lights, and changed them to bulbs of purple and blue and green, so that when the lights were flicked on, the room was cast in a glow not unlike the Aurora Borealis – He reckoned Abby would be pretty stunned when she saw.
In the kitchen, there were packets upon packets of crisps lying on the bench top, a small black-iced chocolate cake reading "Surprise!" was surrounded by the non-popped kernels of popcorn that had slipped out of the claws of a pair of tricky Diictodon.
Abby stirred from where she slept, pushing the blanket down to the opposite end of the sofa. Connor froze where he was, eyes wide, hoping to God that she wouldn't awaken before the transformation was complete. Of course, Abby opened a sleepy eye and slowly raised herself into a sitting position.
"What time is it, Con?" she scrubbed at her face with the balls of her hands, not seeing the scene around her. Connor carefully and cautiously put down the coloured balloons, and crept over and sat next to Abby, clutching something plastic to his chest.
"It's time to WATCH STAR WARS BACK TO BACK!" Abby was jolted awake by his yelling in her ear, and looked around at the renovated flat, marvelling at how much the man could get done in four hours. She turned to look at where he sat, grinning like a child in a candy shop. She couldn't glare at him this time.
"You decorated the flat for your birthday?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"I really wanted to watch Star Wars again. With you."
How could she disagree? The man had transformed their flat for his birthday and she'd slept throughout the entire day, leaving him by himself. She nodded in response to his pleading expression, and watched as his eyebrows relaxed and his mouth curve into a smile.
"Best! Birthday! EVER!"