Hey guys! This is another multiple part chapter, which I hope you like. I was writing this, and I quickly realized that if I wanted to write it the way I wanted it written it would have to be long and I wouldn't be able to have it for tomorrow. So I thought a multi part chapter would be good. Let me know what you think, and please send me any ideas you might have. Thank you so much for reading, it means alot to me.
-Aislin
"Guess what day it is," He shouted to her.
She quickly pulled the covers over her head and groaned, "Tuesday?"
"No!" He yelled happily. "Well, yes, but what makes this day special?"
"I assume you'll tell me anyway," She muttered.
"Come on, Happy, you have to have a guess," He whined.
"Does 'I don't care' cover it?" She sighed.
"It's your birthday," He cried, "You have to care!"
"It's just another day of the year," She finally pulled her head out from under the covers. What she saw was her boyfriend looming over her holding what could only be assumed to be diner bought pancakes and grocery store bought orange juice. "When did you have time to go to a diner?"
"I actually made this," He smiled.
"Don't lie to me on my birthday," She smirked.
"Well I made the money that made the man make the pancakes for me, and that is close enough," He reasoned. "What do you mean 'It's just another day of the year'? It's your birthday, and that's special."
"No it's not," She argued. "Why would the day I was born have any kind of relevant significance? It just means I know how old I am."
"No, it's a day that people can celebrate you," Toby corrected. "Which is why I took the liberty of calling Walter and telling him that we wouldn't be at work today unless there was an emergency."
"I would rather go to work," She murmured.
"Too bad. You will have fun whether you like it or not," He ordered.
"Right because you're the one in charge," She snorted finally taking the food from him and starting to eat.
"Say what you will," He smirked, "I got you to eat the special breakfast food."
"Whatever."
"So what do you have in store for this special day?" She questioned apprehensively.
"If I told you that, it wouldn't be a surprise," He laughed.
"I don't like surprises," She frowned.
"A little trust, please?" He chuckled, "Would I really do anything that I knew you wouldn't like."
"You do tons of things I don't like, and you know I won't like," She argued.
"Like what," he questioned.
"Waking me up early, complaining about picking up the dog poop, not cooking until last minute, surprising me-" She started to list.
"Ok, Ok I get it," He interrupted. "Just go along with this? I worked really hard to make sure you'd enjoy everything about today."
"I suppose I could try," She gave in.
"I got you a present," He announced.
"A common birthday tradition," She affirmed. He handed her a small box covered in festive wrapping paper. She opened it carefully. She was the type of person who refused to destroy wrapping paper. Toby knew this and had picked out the interesting kind, so that she would have something that she wanted to preserve. He smiled when she got it open 45 seconds later.
"It's a tiny binder," She observed.
"What's inside the binder?" He asked.
"A bunch of small pieces of paper," She stated.
"Coupons," He corrected.
"Why do I need coupons?" She asked.
"They aren't for stores or anything. They are for when you want me to do something, and I'll do them without arguing. You'll notice there are such hits as take the dog for a walk, pick up the dog's feces, and leave Happy alone for a full hour." He explained.
"Wow, useful," Happy praised. "Where is the dog by the way?"
"Gave him to Cabe for the day. He said he wanted to go on a challenging hike, and I thought what could be more challenging than having to keep our dog at bay."
"My dog," she rectified. "And why did you feel the need to give away the dog? I like the dog."
"Because we are going out in an hour, and he would be here all by himself."
"What are we going to do for an hour?"
"Get ready for an exciting adventure filled day?"
"Or," She sighed.
"Or?" He asked shocked.
"You could," she shuffled through her coupons, "uh..."
"Really? Who knew you were such an impulsive spender?"
"Guess you can never really know," she sighed. "You can 'Give Happy a Massage'."
"Are Happy and Toby only referring to themselves in third person now?" He teased.
"I have a coupon for this exact situation," she announced. "Toby will be quiet for an hour," she read.
He made a thumbs up sign.
"Ok, take three steps forward," He instructed. Happy had a blindfold on as he guided her carefully to their first birthday destination.
"I swear to God if you walk me into anything," She started to threaten. Though she was in a good mood, she had to maintain her reputation.
"I won't. I won't," He promised changing her direction slightly.
"Where are we?" She asked.
"If I told you that what would be the point of the blindfold?" He countered.
"I don't know, you're own personal amusement?" She suggested.
"A little trust?" He pleaded again.
"Alright, Alright," she agreed, "So how long till we are where we need to be?"
"About five more steps," He informed her. They took their steps in silence. "Alright, Happy, you can take off the blindfold."
She quickly disposed of the horrendously pink blindfold, "Why are we at an abandoned theme park?"
"You're presents from the team and I are scattered around here, and they have clues," He informed her.
"Ok," She agreed.
"I'll be in the abandoned food court waiting for you at the end," He promised. "The team said I'm not allowed to do it with you because I tend to give it away, so here is the first clue."
"See you later," She sent him off after snatching the note from his hand.