On my main love story of this couple a lovely reader requested for a birthday spin off so here it is! If you haven't done so, read " You're not my lass . . . yet" as well as " Old saint Dovahkiin" :) I hope you enjoy and if you have and requests please dont be shy!

Brynjolf ran the rag over the back of his neck as he finished up his practice. Though it was worth the effort, practicing would soon require him to bath, which he was more than happy to take. He put his sword up then turned and began to walk from the room. When he walked out he saw Delvin and Vex bickering back and forth. Thought it was a normal thing something about it just seemed . . . different. So he decided to go check it out himself.

" Everything alright here lads?" He asked as he walked up. Vex let out a frustrated sigh and crossed her arms in annoyance.
" We can't decide." Delvin spoke as he looked at him.
" Over what?" Brynjolf asked as he cocked his eyebrow in confusion. " A job? I know that you'll be able to work it out eventually, you always do."
Delvin shook his head. " I wish it was over a job."
" It's Kyra's birthday in a few days." Vex explained, trying to get to the point. It was? That was news to him.

" After everything she's done we and the others want to do something for her. But we just can't agree on what."

" Well what exactly to you have planned?" Brynjolf's curiosity perked instantly.

" I say we treat her and perhaps pamper her for the day." Delvin spoke. Vex shook her head, her anger showing.

" And I say that she won't enjoy that. Kyra isn't a girly girl. She'd enjoy something like going away from the city on a horseback ride."

" What do you think Bryn?"

To be honest both sound like a wonderful idea. Vex and Delvin both were right about Kyra. She never had the chance to be pampered. Nor did she ever really have the chance to go out on a ride without traveling somewhere for a job. But it just didn't seem like either were . . . perfect.

" She's home!" Niruin announced, letting the group know that it wouldn't be safe to continue their conversation. Kyra lowered herself from the ladder and gave a stretch.

Though Kyra had a smile on her lips Brynjolf could see circles under her eyes. it was crystal clear that she needed her sleep.

" It's pouring rain outside. If I didn't know any better then I'd say that Riften would get flooded."

" Is it that bad?" Rune asked. Kyra pulled her hood back and mask down. Her cheeks had become a rosey red from the cold and her hair slightly fuzzy from the rain. She sat down and took off her boot, water rushing out.

" You were practically standing in a puddle." Thrynn gasped.

" This is good Delvin, we need this ran to go away for next week." Vex whispered.
" Well what do you expect me to do? Call the rain goddess and ask her to put it on hold!" He snapped back with his voice low.

" I feel so disgusting in this." Kyra continued as she held out her arms. " I'm going to go change. Oh and Delvin, Vex," They straightened in fear she had heard them. " How about you two try getting along instead of bickering so much?"

Delvin cracked a smile. " Maybe when the world ends."

Vex gave a sarcastic laugh. Then once Kyra was out of the room she launched on him, her hands around his throat.
" All right lads! That's enough!" Brynjolf demanded as he yanked the two apart. " I think everyone in this room can agree we want to do something special for the lass. But we can't think of something while we are trying to kill each other. So stop being selfish and stop fighting for at least one week!"

Both looked at each other and crossed their arms.

" Fine." They mumbled. Brynjolf let out a sigh. Now that, that was settled he could focus on the main problem. What to do for Kyra's birthday.

Brynjolf sat in the bar a few hours later with his hands clasped and hiding his mouth. He had never thought think of something for her would have been so hard. Buy a nice ring or necklace and be done with it. But he just couldn't seem to make it that simple. He felt like it needed to be something more intimate.

He took a swig of his drink. He couldn't hide it. There was no denying it. He had feelings for her. How could he not? But it seemed that ever since he discovered it things have just been harder on him. He couldn't look at her the same, couldn't talk or work with her the same way. He just didn't know what to do.
" Got something on your mind?"

He looked up and saw Keerava looked down at him with her hands on her hips.

" You were the last person I'd expect to care about me." He joked.

" Don't push your luck, I'm in a good mood today." She snapped as she sat down. " Is it over her birthday?"

Brynjolf rose a brow. " How'd you know?"

" Talen-Jei told me about it. She had let it slip once while she was talking with him. We want to do something for her in return for her finding the amethysts she found for my ring."

" So you've developed a soft spot for the guild eh?" He smirked. Keerava spat.

" You wish. More like for the girl. Though she's in a terrible line of work her heart is kind. The irony is strong, but she always puts others before herself."

He thought back to the time when she had gone out on a mission with Vex and refused to leave her behind when she had twisted her ankle.
" Aye that's true." He nodded. " I just don't know what to get her."

" Perhaps you should make her something instead of buy it."

He nearly laughed. " I'm not one for artistic skills like that. I'm a thief, not a craftsman."
Keerava shrugged. " Suit yourself. I know you'll figure something out but it better be good. She doesn't deserve anything less than perfect."

Though her words put stress on him Brynjolf couldn't argue with her. All because they were true. Kyra was constantly out on a job, working on finances or the duties of her being a dragonborn. Perfect wasn't even the beginning of what she deserved.