Songbird looked at the sun as it lowered. One more day was gone. If Alkiz was right Ty would die tomorrow. A sick feeling buried itself in Songbird's stomach. He could feel bile at the back of his throat. He swallowed and grimaced at the sour, acidic taste. He glanced back at the bedroom and then let his eyes drift to the mess of colours that made up today's sunset. Sighing he took off towards the kitchen. If Ty was going to die tomorrow, Songbird was going to make sure that he at least got to say goodbye to his friends properly. A banquet, no feast. Yes, Songbird would make sure that Ty's last dinner would be the best he'd ever had.

Husky was in the kitchen when Songbird flew in.

"Hello Songbird", Husky said.

Songbird chirped and flew over to Husky's cookbook collection.

"Oh, did you want to choose dinner today?", Husky asked.

Chirp.

"Okay, what do you want us to eat?"

No answer.

"Let's see", Husky said as he wiped his hands on the apron around his waist.

Songbird tugged on the edge of an old book.

"This one?"

Muffled chirp.

"Here", Husky said as he pulled the book out and laid it on the table.

Songbird pushed the cover up and looked through the contents.

"Let me know when you find the dish you want. Okay?"

Chirp.

Husky turned the radio on and began to wash the dishes again.

Songbird looked through the contents and chirped a little when he found the right recipe. He flew over to Husky and tugged lightly at his rolled up sleeves.

"Oh, found one?"

Songbird nodded.

Husky smiled and followed Songbird over to the book. Songbird flipped a page and pointed to the recipe with one of his left talons.

"Okay, let's see…blueberries, apples, flour, chocolate…you know this is a dessert recipe right?"

Songbird chirped, as if flustered, and flipped the page to reveal a more suitable recipe.

"Uh huh…fish, bread, potatoes, salad, chicken…you really want a feast tonight, huh."

Chirp.

"Okay", Husky said as he stood up, "but you have to help get some ingredients, and you have to eat more than usual. I don't want all of this going to waste."

Songbird flew around Husky and landed softly on Husky's head, chirping happily.

"Okay, let's get cooking."

"Husky, we're home", Jason called as he and a couple of others entered the house.

"Man, something smells good", Mitch said, sniffing at the air.

"Yeah, what do you think Husky's up to now?", Jerome asked.

"Oh, you're home", Sky said as he looked down from the landing.

"Yeah, what's going on?", Tyler asked.

Ian chuckled and looked down from next to Sky, "Well, Husky won't let us into the kitchen to see, so…"

"Sounds important than", Brice said as he locked the door behind the group.

"Hey, you're all home, great. Just go and…uh…entertain yourselves in the lounge or something", Husky said as he poked his head out of the door to the kitchen.

"Okay, mind telling us why?", Ty asked.

"No", came a reply and Husky shut the door quickly.

"Oh well", Sky said, sighing, "who wants to play a game while we wait?"

"Ugh…I'm so hungry…", Mitch groaned as he lay on the floor, controller abandoned a few feet away.

"I know, but Husky's still not letting us in. So, I guess we'll just have to keep quiet until he's done", Ian said as he put his book down.

Seto sighed and let his head fall back onto a sleeping Brice's chest.

"Hey, you all still hungry", came a voice.

"No, we got full on hunger. Of course, we're still hungry!", Jerome yelled playfully.

"Well, then you're all going to like what Songbird and I cooked up", Husky said, "but before that, I want all of you in your best clothes, tuxes and stuff like that."

Mitch groaned.

"If you don't you won't be eating", Husky threatened.

The rest of them ran upstairs to change.

"I wonder what Husky's up to", Sky said as he stood outside Ty's door waiting for him to find his tux.

"Maybe we're going out for dinner or something", Ty answered as he tied the lime green tie around his neck and brushed his hair.

"There, better", Ty asked as he opened the door.

"Oh, stunning darling", Sky said, exaggerating an 'h' between the 'a' and 'r'.

"Thanks", Ty grumbled and walked down the stairs.

"So what now?", Sky asked Mitch as the group met downstairs.

"Now, you follow me", Husky said as he descended the stairs, his light blue, silk tie shimmering in the light.

The group shrugged and followed Husky to the back door.

"Could you please get into pairs?", Husky asked.

"Why?", Sky asked.

"Common decency and it's easier for me", Husky answered.

The group begrudgingly got into pairs; Sky with Ty, Seto with Brice, Mitch with Jerome, Jason with Tyler, and Husky with Ian.

"Now, I'd like you all to go in one pair at a time", Husky instructed.

Mitch and Jerome walked through the door first, gasping as they got through. Jason and Tyler entered next, then Seto and Brice, Sky and Ty, and finally Husky and Ian. The groups were shocked at what their backyard had been turned into. Four large poles stretched out from the four corners of the backyard and where they connected a chandelier hung high. The poles were covered in ivy, roses and a cream fabric. The stars shone high in the sky, like crystals. Bellow the chandelier was a long table with many chairs, the table itself covered in the cream fabric and platters of food. There were small lanterns strewn around the garden and small tables for private chats also strewn around the border of the garden. The guests walked slowly towards the large table and listened to the crickets. They marvelled at the silverware and pearly, white plates.

"Songbird", Husky called.

All at once an orchestra struck up and began to play. The guests searched for the source but were shepherded towards the large table.

"Before you take your seats, I must ask for one person from each pair to come to me and gather 'place cards'. Please choose someone to come get them, quickly now", Husky instructed.

Sky smiled as he walked up to Husky who now had a small basket on his arm. Husky smiled told them to get into a line. Sky watched as Jerome walked back to Mitch with two red roses. Then Jason walked back with two pink roses, Brice with two purple roses and Ian with two white roses. Sky was the last one to get two roses, Husky pulled out two yellow roses and Sky walked back to Ty, handing him one.

"Now please choose your seats", Husky said as he walked towards Ian to get his rose.

The group eventually settled into their seats, but one remained empty. The chair at the very end of the table, where the head of a family would sit.

"Gentlemen", Husky said as he rose from the seat to the right of the large chair, "you may all be wondering why we went through so much trouble to make this feast to beautiful. Well, today is a very special day, or tomorrow will be a very special day. Can anyone remember what tomorrow is?"

No one answered.

"Tomorrow is the tenth anniversary of our group being formed. A rather big milestone, for all of us. Before me now I see many people who have made lives so much better, I see men who have become warriors, men who have become wizards, men who have some of the most tragic backstories I know, but who have used those pasts to make something of themselves. I see orphans, mutants. People who are good both inside and out. People who deserve more than what life has given us. I see people who could have left, but have stuck with us through the hard times. I see people who were abused for power, for selfish reasons. I see people who were broken but are now whole. I see people who could have been more but chose not to because they knew that to get more they would have to hurt people. I see men who have grown stronger, men who have chosen this path. I see people who are willing to give their lives to save a stranger's life. To all of you I say thank you, you have all made these past ten years so much more, I would never trade anything in this world or the next for this moment, for any moment with you. Thank you for the best years of my life. And thank you to the person who made this all possible, the first true member of TC. Ty. Thanks to you we're all friends now; we all have someone to love. For tonight you, Ty, are our king. Please take your seat at the head of the table."

Ty blushed, slowly standing and walking to the seat.

"Did everyone like the corniest, most clichéd speech they had ever heard? Good. Now, Sky you can have my seat if you want", Husky offered.

"Thanks, but I don't want to make you and Ian move", Sky said.

"Nonsense, I knew we'd have to move. I did plan this out. See the food Ian likes is down near you and your favourites are up here near Ian and I", Husky said as he ushered Ian out of his seat.

"Oh, well…uh…okay", Sky said as he grabbed his rose and swapped with Husky and Ian to sit next to Ty.

"Thank you Sky, anyway…Now that that's all done please enjoy the food. Songbird", Husky called.

Songbird cawed and jumped off the top of Ty's chair, swooping low and grabbing the top of the cloche that covered the largest platter. A large chicken was revealed, surrounded by salad and fish.

"Wow Husky, you really outdid yourself this time", Mitch commented as he stared at the food in front of him.

"Thank you, but Songbird helped a lot. He got out the dishes and lanterns. He hung up the chandelier and made up the table. He got the roses and the fresh ingredients and he…", Husky rambled off.

"Did you really do all that?", Ty asked Songbird as he fluttered down onto the top of the chair, his body seemingly becoming one with the chair.

Songbird shook his head and pointed at the chandelier, lanterns and large poles.

"So, you only did those?", Ty asked.

Songbird pointed at the berries that lined a plate and at the salad on the large platter.

"So you did all of that, huh? Thank you", Ty asked Songbird as Sky offered Ty some fish.

Songbird chirped and flew down to the arm rest on Ty's chair.

"You want some?", Ty asked, offering a small piece of fish to Songbird.

Songbird chirped and grabbed the fish, flying up to the chandelier to eat it.