Yep, its Bryce's birthday.

Also.. Am I the only one who thinks he looks good in a polo shirt?

Anyway, I hope you enjoy the chapter. And thanks for celebrating with us!

If I could hug you all I would.

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"Cupid.."

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"Cupid."

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"Cupid wake the f*ck up ya wanker!"

The angel's eyes widen as he nearly falls off the side of his bed.

"Bryce! What are you doing in the house!?" The angel groans, holding the side of his skull.

Low and behold, there laid the siren, laying on his stomach right on Cupid's bed. His strong legs dangling off the edge from being so long.

"Oh nothin' much mate. Just wonderin' if ya know what day it is?" Bryce lifts a brow, a slight smirk on his face.

"Wednesday?" Cupid tilts his head, getting up off of the floor, only to stand with his arms crossed.

"Nah mate. Its my bloody birthday ya pink shit! Where's my cake?" The siren asks, rolling onto his back.

"What? I thought it was-"

"Nah. Ya mum checked all the birthdays again. And its mine! Now make me a bloody cake!" He huffs.

"I thought you didn't like cake? But fine.. I'll make you one. Does.. Anyone else know you snuck into my window?" Cupid asks, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Bryce shrugs his shoulders then hops off of the bed. "What do ya mean mate? I always break into the house. Not just your room, you may be cute, but I'm not into ya mate." He winks. "Why don't we have a pool party?"

Cupid's cheeks flush, before he shakes his head. "No funny business Mister."

"Promise! Swear in my mothers life."

"Didn't.. You eat your mom?"

"Nah. Never knew her." Bryce shrugs his shoulders. "I'll see ya outside. I've gotta get cleaned up! I think there's still a bit of pizza delivery boy still stuck in my teeth." The siren sends him a finger gun before leaving the angel to get ready for the day.

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"Asher?" Cupid leans into the werewolf's room with a lifted brow.

Asher laid on his bed with his arms behind his head, watching some kind of nature show on wolves?

"Ya need somethin'?" Asher turns his head.

"Do you mind cooking on the grill tonight? We're celebrating Bryce's birthday outside today."

Asher's ears perk. "Ooh, what are we havin'?"

Cupid smiles. "Meat mostly. I know that's your speciality. The birthday boy isn't all that picky. I'm going to work on his cake now. See you soon!" And with that the angel leaves with little pitter patters down the hallway.

Asher smiles and quickly rummages through his drawers for something to wear, and for his favorite apron.

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"Lockheart, are you going to join us downstairs?" Cupid asks, looking down at the fallen angel lazing on the love seat.

"No." He doesn't even face the angel.

"You don't even know what were celebrating! Its Bryce's birthday!" Cupid huffs.

"Oh. No."

"Oh come on! We celebrated your birthday!"

Lockheart rolls his eyes. "Oh yay, let's celebrate a day where we're one step closer to death! Hooray! F*ck off with that shit."

"..we have cake."

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"Fine." The horned skeleton sighs.

"Thank you."

"This isn't for your pink carebear ass. And Bryce can eat a glass d*ck for all I care. I just want cake." Lockheart snickers.

"You're impossible."

"No, I'm an asshole twenty four seven."

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"Don't worry mates! The water is fine! There isn't as much blood as there usually is." Bryce grins, lounging on a pool side chair with his tail in the water.

Asher was busy at the grill, with his hair pulled back, a smile on his face as he flipped the patties.

Hallow sat at the picnic table with an umbrella over his head, a handful of candy in his mouth.

Cupid was still in the kitchen, but the back sliding glass doors were left open.

Fear sat beside Hallow with a book in his hands. Wearing something a bit more casual and lighter.

Lockheart sat at the edge of the pool, lacking his heels, his feet swished in the water while a pair of scarlet sunglasses covered his eyes.

"Enjoyin' the party mate?" Bryce asks, propping his arms up on the pools edge.

Lockheart huffed and stared down at the siren next to him. "I'm just here because Cupid promised cake. I couldn't give a shit less about your dumbass birthday- you son of a bitch!"

Without warning, he was cut off by the siren grabbing his ankle and yanking him into the water. "That's what ya get for bein' a complete asshole." Bryce grins.

"I'm soaked you Ariel reject!" The horned skeleton fumes, steam burning off his horns from the water dripping down them.

"Good. Maybe it'll wash off that resting bitch face you've been drawn with." Bryce chuckles, using his tail to splash him once again.

"Would you two knock it off?" Artsy's voice catches them off guard, making the two skeletons to look towards the girl.

She lifts a brow at them. "As entertaining as it is to listen to you bicker like two babies, shut the f*ck up. Bryce, your cake is done."

"Sorry ma.."

"Sorry Angel fish." Bryce turns away from the fallen angel and quickly goes for the pool ladder.

Lockheart signs and reaches for the closest pool floaty, which just so happened to be a bright pink donut. "F*ck my life."

The horned girl giggles before holding the cake out to the siren. "Happy birthday Bryce."

"Aww thanks my pearl." He winks and wraps an arm around her shoulders. "And here's to another year of me not eating you all yet!"

"...Vwhat?" Hallow's ears fold back in concern.

"Nothin!" Bryce chuckles and quickly blows out his candles before grabbing a fist full of cake and shoving it in his mouth.

"Its good to see icing instead of blood on your face." Artsy smiles.

End! Short and sweet like Cupid and I. I hope you enjoyed~!

See you soon~!

Xoxo- Artsy.