A Suprise

[Theraputix]

DATE & TIME : 19th July, Early morning
WEATHER CONDITIONS : Clear, light breeze
CHARACTERS INVOLVED : Theraputix... Baldr? (if you want, I don't mind haha)
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For the past week, Theraputix had been planning, preparing. He made sure this would not be heard by any persons from the house of Bjorg. Most people agreed to his idea - some didn't, but agreed to keep it a secret. For the most part, people had accepted Baldr as the new leader, even more so now that Ashaere had been 'found' dead. Most people didn't believe that girl didn't even have a chance at leadership.

All the preparations were set, and in the early morn members of the village began to gather quietly around Baldr's house. This was probably the most organised the Hysterian Vikings had even been, especially with Theraputix spearheading the event. The instrument-players were here, a feast was prepared, a good number of gifts, mostly comprising of fine shields and weaponry, necklaces of teeth and buckles of bone, colourful capes made from the colourful hides of Deadly Nadders.

Everyone waited in quiet, the occasional murmur and whisper in excitement. Soon the family inside the house would be waking, and their first glimspe over the village today would be a special one.

As the Leader of Hysteria finally opened his doors and stepped into the fresh morning air, everyone cheered, some yelling "SUPRISSEEEE", some yelling "HAAPPYY BIRTHDAYY", and so on. The band began to play some music.

In the the crowds, Theraputix smiled, trying not to burst into laughter at his friend's reaction. Today was going to be a good day.

[Baldr the Bonkers]

Baldr hadn’t been having good nights recently, dreams about what had happened on Berk. Half his voices were calling him a monster for what he’d done. That wasn’t new, they’d been calling him a monster and a freak for most of the time he’d had the voices. What was new was that Rags hadn’t been around to quell the arguments, only he had been arguing against them resently.

He’d also been having doubts, doubts about whether he’d be able to be leader, whether he’d be able to save Hysteria from Hrothgar’s tainting…Whether he could keep his family safe. All this had had been preying on his mind, so it was preying him in his dreams to. They were getting more vivid nowadays.

He almost forgot about his birthday when it came. He didn’t really care about it to be honest; he had so many other things he had to worry about. Hilda hadn’t forgotten though. One of her friends had accerdently spilt the beans to her, but she was very happy to keep the surprise just that.

She woke up before him, and watched him for a bit. It felt a shame to wake him, since he’d been sleeping so badly recently. Looking out the window though, she knew she couldn’t keep them waiting outside too long. She moved along the bed and kissed him romantically to which he returned even before he woke fully.

She pulled away as his eyes opened and they looked at each other, “Good morning, Birthday boy.” Baldr smiled, being called a boy he found slightly funny. She has an ulteria motive, She’s just trying to be romantic, it’s his birthday after all.

He tried to ignore the bickering that started between the voices about his wife. But he obviously failed cause Hilda sighed, “Are they ruining this moment?” there was an array of nos and yeses in response to that which made Baldr snigger slightly. Guessing what probably just happened correctly, Hilda joined in.

Her romantic wakeup call ruined, Hilda got up out of bed and started to get dress. After reminding the voices the deal they had with him, he got up too to do the same. They went into the other area together and while Hilda pretended to go and check to see if Fyklir was awake yet, Baldr went to go out for a bit of morning exercise before he eat.

As he opened the door he swore vehemently as nearly the entire village shouted happy birthday (and the such) at him. He knew the shock had taken a year or two from him. He had not expected this kind of reaction for his birthday, knowing that it must have been something of Theraputix’s doing. This never happened to Hrothgar or any leader before. He smiled at everything as he gained his composure and felt Fyklir brush pass him as he ran into the crowd to be with his friends.

Looking at everything, Baldr had a feeling today would be a good day.