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The Birthday
The Student Council was baking a cake for Kururugi Suzaku. Correction, Lelouch was baking a cake and the Student Council was helping. No, scratch that, Lelouch was baking a cake and the other members of the Student Council were flying around the kitchen with rolling pins, whisks and cake pans. Lelouch winced as a fruit bowl came particularly close to his head, crashing into the wall behind him; luckily, his reflexes weren't as horrendous as everyone in Ashford Academy would claim.
He spun around dramatically and poised, cake batter bowl in one hand, wooden spoon in the other, ready to berate the others and sweat dropped instead, gaping at the spectacle. Shirley was shrieking her head off around the kitchen while the President chased her with a squirting tube of frosting, sporting nothing but a long white blouse and a pink 'Kiss the Cook' apron. Nina had ducked under the center island early on to finish her important exploding cake research, (commissioned by Britannia Surprise Parties Inc. ™; she was planning to have it tested out today with Suzaku's cake, and even had Gino on the plan to implant it without the Vice-President knowing,) but under Lelouch's hawk-eyed glare, she lifted her hands from the keyboard and giggled sheepishly. Rivalz was sobbing into the second bowl of cake batter, because heaven forbid Lelouch ever bake a cake with only one layer, about how "Milly-sempai doesn't pay attention to me," his poufy chef hat splattered with icing.
Lelouch could feel a migraine coming, and as he rubbed at his temples, he silently thanked Sayoko for having had the foresight to wheel Nunnally out of the room before projectiles started flying. He should really give her a present for all she did, maybe a new set of kunais? Speaking of potentially deadly weapons, CC had mysteriously disappeared that morning and Kallen had gone off to stall Suzaku. He stalked over to the medicine cabinet and proceeded to ingest several ibuprofens, only to have Shirley point at him and scream, "Lulu's popping pills! Somebody stop him!"
Ah, right, Suzaku, the reason why this disaster was upon them. He looked at the little stand up calendar that Milly had named the "All-Important Ashford Academy Social Events and Blackmail Opportunities Calendar ©", marking all the birthdays of the Student Council members, along with various festivals, events and suspicious gender symbols that dotted the months. Today happened to be Kururugi Suzaku's birthday, July 10th, and as such, Milly had decreed that the entire Student Council, and select others, would throw a surprise party for the his best friend/Eleven/Honorary Britannian/Soldier/Knight (even Lelouch had trouble keeping those straight, except his own titles were considerably longer...)
Things did not go off without a hitch, which was to be expected whenever Suzaku was concerned. The soldier had gotten a day off, Lloyd's so-called "present," and therefore extremely available to encroach onto their plans. Luckily, the Student Council, not only had a self-proclaimed genius President, but an authentic genius member of royalty, a mad scientist, two extremely athletic girls (although Kallen preferred to keep that to herself) and the resident azure-haired boy. Rivalz wept. A hasty strategy was thrown together to keep the feisty, nosy brunette occupied while the rest of them rushed to put together the celebration materials. After losing a heated game of Janken, Kallen had been chosen to steer Suzaku away from Ashford until the time was right, (aka the time when everyone could become civilized human beings, instead of homicidal frosting wielding Brittanians, *cough* Milly *cough*). Lelouch grimaced, how would that go? Two vigorous, enemy Knightmare pilots who could probably both whoop his sorry behind in less than half a millisecond, not to mention dodge flying bullets or run half marathons in under an hour (Lelouch had timed them both personally, separately of course, but it was still startling).
He bit his bottom lip in worry and while he was lost in thought, Milly tripped over Nina, dropping her frosting, which Shirley stepped on, crashing into Rivalz who threw his bowl of batter into the air, where it descended with a thump, right onto Lelouch's hair. 'Breathe' he muttered under his breath, 'breathe and try not to kill anybody'. It was going to be a long day.
A/N: Phew, it's been a while since I last updated this story and I realized how childish I sounded, plus, I didn't even proofread or re-edit my writing! Normally, I would leave it be as a show of my growth as a writer, however this was so extremely bad, that I thought I would give this story a facelift. Anyways please R&R!
*bows*