The Natives didn't really celebrate birthdays. It required too many resources, and most were things they didn't have. If they did have them, they wouldn't be used for such trivial and indulgent affairs. Aisa sighed. Even Laki agreed that Wiper was too strict on these sorts of things. Really, you'd think their leader might allow a few exceptions now and then.
"If one person has it, the others must have it too," Aisa remembered the chief saying, "equality is the basis of our nation. We are one and the same."
Sensible as it may have been, Aisa couldn't help but feel that, in the midst of a revoloution, the Natives could really use something to rally their spirits. Aside from that, she was also indulging her own selfish desire to feel special for once, instead of being brushed aside like she always was…
Iceburg awoke to Tyrannosaurus's squeaking. As he scratched the little mouse behind it's ear, he began to smile. It was the first smile he'd had on this day in a long time. Over worrying for Flam, Tom's Workers, and Water 7 in general, he'd almost never gotten a day of rest. But today, today was a day for relaxation. Franky, as Flam now preferred to be called, was off adenturing with the Straw Hat. Tom's Workers had been purged of any spies, and Water 7 was thriving. All was right with his world. He got dressed, placed the still-squealing mouse into his breast pocket, and made his way towards the dining room. A grand wooden table graced the middle of the room, and a large window in the room overlooked the work areas, allowing him to keep an eye on his employees. Even if it was his day off, the company still needed to be managed.
'I suppose I'm never really allowed to relax' he thought, as he walked towards his chair. He sat down at the grand table, and his assistant placed an intricately decorated puff pastry in front of him. It looked delectable. He was about to dig in when he heard a large BANG come from outside. He dropped his fork, and ran towards the window. He there saw that one of the cranes had dropped a large bundle of wood in the wrong area. He pulled out his baby Den Den Mushi, and dialed Paulie.
"What's up, Boss?" Paulie asked nervously.
"What's going on out there?" Iceburg asked in return.
"Nothing!" Paulie shouted, eager to allow their boss at least one day of rest. "We're all good out here! Yup! All good!" he chuckled, still nervously.
Iceburg frowned, and observed Tilestone trying to gather some of the fallen beams, only to trip and fling them all over the place once more.
"Are you sure?" Iceburg questioned once more.
"Positive," Paulie responded. Iceburg sighed and hung up, putting the snail back into his pocket. He watched them struggle a bit more, and finally just couldn't take it. He proceeded to the exit, and threw on his hardhat. Relaxation could wait. He grinned as he opened the door and headed outside.
A.N: Hi! Hope Aisa's bit wasn't too short. She was a bit tricky to write, because the arc was so long ago, I had to refer to the wiki quite a bit. Reviews, Subscriptions and Favourites are much appreciated. I'll see you on January 8th for Emporio Ivankov!