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We've got the you-know-what. The words echoed in Will's ears. Now what was Halt hiding from him?

He frowned as Halt and the others went into the kitchen. Will had no choice but to follow.

"Why the sad looks, Will?" Gilan said cheerfully, accepting a cup of coffee from Halt. "It's your birthday! If I were you, I'd be acting hyper and I'd drink all the coffee." He winked. "It is your birthday, after all. Enjoy yourself!" Gilan turned around and started chatting with Crowley.

Will sulked. The young Ranger didn't feel like acting hyper right now. He wanted to know about the you-know-what. It always bothered him when he didn't know something and pretty much everyone else did.

Crowley spotted Will and patted the apprentice on the back. "Cheer up, Will. It's your birthday! Here, have some coffee." Crowley offered Will a cup of coffee.

Will forced a dry smile. "Thanks, Crowley." Crowley patted Will on the back again. "No problem," he said with a grin. Then he turned around to return to the conversation with Gilan.

Will sighed. He decided that there was only one thing to do: and that was wait. Wait until…well, until Crowley or somebody else revealed what the you-know-what was.

Who knows when that's going to be, Will sighed. Or maybe they'll never reveal it to me.

He took a cookie and munched on it bitterly. He imagined that each bite was a person he was annoyed at: Halt. Crunch. Crowley. Crunch. Gilan. Crunch. Sir Rodney. Crun—

Then, Will heard a voice over all the chatting. It was Crowley's voice:

"It's time, it's time! C'mon everybody, it's time for Will to open his presents! Over here, over here…"

Will didn't know what to feel. He was half shocked that he had gotten a present, and also half delighted.

I wonder what it is, he thought excitedly. Maybe it's a new flavor of coffee, or maybe it's a new bow set, or maybe it's…

Will was thrilled. He felt much better now. He pushed to the front of the guests where Crowley was standing with a box in his hands.

Will's jaw dropped. A thought had just occurred to him. This box was the box that contained the you-know-what. Will was sure of it. Now he was even more eager to know what it was.

Apparently all the guests were eager to see Will open the gift.

"C'mon, Will, open it!"

"Open it! Open it! Open it!" (That was Gilan, bouncing up and down excitedly.)

"I'm getting impatient! Open it already; I want to get to the cake!" (That was Halt.)

Will grinned. He all of the sudden forgot about being sulky.

"Can I open it, Crowley?" Will asked eagerly.

Crowley grinned. "Of course!"

Will tore off the wrapping paper and inside was a cardboard box. Will opened the box and inside was…A cloak.

The cloak was snow white and it seemed to glow.

"It's a cloak," he said shortly.

Halt frowned. "Not a cloak, Will. You have no idea what Crowley went through to get this."

"It's a one of a kind," Crowley boasted.

Will frowned. "If it isn't a cloak, then what is it? A blanket?" he asked to no one in particular.

Halt sighed. Sometimes Will couldn't appreciate the good things in life.

Halt started, "It is a cloak—" but Will cut in. "Aha! So it is a cloak," Will said, punching the air in victory.

The grizzled Ranger raised one eyebrow. "Do you want to know what it is or not?" he questioned.

Will shrunk back. "Sorry. Go on," he said quietly.

"As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted," Halt continued in an annoyed sort of way. "This gift is a cloak—" Halt paused, and then continued: "An outdoor garment, typically sleeveless, that hangs from the shoulders…"

Gilan groaned. "Come on, Halt, we don't want to hear the dumb definition of a cloak!" he protested.

Halt frowned. "For your information, I was only giving background information so you—"

"Halt, continue explaining, if you would mind," Crowley said in an irritated voice (though he had a grin on his face).

"Fine—if you insist." Halt answered. "Absolutely, this gift to Will is a cloak, but it isn't just a cloak. It is very special kind of cloak. Crowley, would you like to explain?"

Crowley nodded. "Sure. So, Will, you heard what Halt said. This is a cloak, but a very special one indeed. Once you put this cloak on, you will become invisible." Crowley said knowingly.

Will gaped. "Invisible?" he said incredulously.

Crowley nodded. "Yep, you heard me right. Invisible. Go on, try it on." He grinned.

Will gingerly reached for the white cloak and weighed it in his hands. It felt surprisingly like silk.

Finally, Will put the cloak on, and waited for the others to react. He could heard Alyss gasp.

"He's invisible!"

"Oh my goodness, the cloak actually works!"

"Of course it works, Horace! What did you think, it wouldn't work?"

"Of course not! I was just saying that I can't believe—"

"Stop fighting, you two!"

Will smiled from inside the cloak. All he knew was that this was the best birthday ever.

And Will stood there, smiling to himself, completely invisible to the human eye.

Did you like it? I was thinking of ending the story here, but if I get at least 27 reviews by Monday, I'll write another chapter on how Will uses this new birthday gift of his. :)