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Birthday Scroll
2000
February
12th
CHANTAL'S BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION!
by Freya
A hush fell over the amazons in SorboMart as a striking figure in black leather made
his way hesitantly down an aisle. He stopped in front of Housewares and looked
around. Taking one tablecloth from the shelf, he ripped open the package and peered
inside. "Pink!" he exclaimed, "not quite what I had in mind" and
he threw it to the floor. Tablecloth after tablecloth soon were bunched up on the
floor and Ares was now on his knees sorting thru the very bottom shelves.
"Aha...finally....here's one that will do" he said as he held up a
hideous black and mud brown striped tablecloth. "80 inches oblong.....oblong???
he was heard muttering.
Hilara, notified by the security cameras of some minor disturbance, hurried to Ares' side.
Stepping over the tablecloths that were strewn all over the floor, she gently
touched him on his shoulder and asked "Did you find what you are looking for?
Can I help you with something else?"
Ares turned at the sound of her voice and slowly looked her up and down, but Hilara held
her ground. "Okay amazon" Ares tried to sound threatening, but if the
truth be known, he was very unsure of himself right now. "Yes, you *may* help
me. I need some sort of table covering and napkins...and candles I guess."
Ares was ticking items off on his fingers. "Wine glasses, only the
finest crystal will do, oh...and some dishes, china, whatever. And utensils
too."
"Planning a party Ares?" Hilara asked as she folded the discarded tablecloths
and put them away.
"Ummm..yes...well...not a party... well..." Ares' ears were turning red.
"We offer a full party planner ya know" Hilara grinned. "Why don't
you step into my office and I'll show you some brochures." Hilara took Ares'
arm and reluctantly led him to her office. Passing staring amazons, he snarled,
"What are you looking at??" The amazons just laughed and offered
their assistance to Hilara.
Closing her door behind them, Hilara pointed to a chair but Ares refused to sit.
"Man, how does Chantal put up with him?" Hilara mumbled to herself.
She sat down behind her desk and pulled out a pad. "Okay, tell me
something about this party you're planning."
"Its...well.. its not a party... well...." Ares stammered.
"Okay...not a party...how many people?" Hilara asked.
"Two!" Ares shouted, quite pleased with himself that he was in control again.
"Two...okay...romantic or business, casual or formal, sit down or buffet, catered or
not?"
"Romantic....formal...what else did you ask...I never thought this would be so
hard" Ares muttered as he paced back and forth.
Hilara glanced up from her notes. "Ares...please...sit...sit down, you remind
me of a caged panther pacing... now sit!"
Ares glared at Hilara, opened his mouth to say something, then thought better of it and
sat.
"Okay... we will take this slowly" Hilara continued. Now... its a party
for two? Romantic? That means formal. Do you have a cook or shall we
provide the meal too?" Hilara pushed an open brochure across her desk to Ares.
"How's this look?" she asked as she pointed to a beautiful round table
set with salmon tablecloths and mint green plates. The centerpiece was salmon
colored tea roses spilling from a silver wine bucket and the floor surrounding the table
was scattered with silver sparkles and rose petals.
"Nah... too ... too... fluffy" Ares replied.
Hilara snickered under her breath...Ares saying fluffy??
Turning the page, she pointed to another...then another. Finally, when she got to
the last page, Ares grabbed the brochure from her and shouted "that's it...thats what
I want!"
Hilara took down some more information and Ares quickly zapped himself out of the
store.
**************
Chantal felt like Cinderella as she arrived at Ares' castle. Not only did her send
her a beautiful medieval type purple gown to wear, but he also sent her a beautiful
carriage drawn by two black horses. Chantal found it strange that one horse seemed
to have feathers sticking out of her mane.
Ares was waiting for her in the courtyard and helped her down from the carriage.
"You look beautiful my love" he said as he bowed low and kissed her hand.
Tucking her hand under his elbow, he escorted her into his castle. Chantal
gasped as she entered the dining room. The GOW's dark and dismal room was completely
transformed. The walls were covered with purple and black and red bolts of silk that
shimmered in the candlelight. Vases full of orchids and irises and violets were
scattered throughout the room. An intimate table was placed before a crackling
fire, and a fondue pot bubbled nearby. One wall was completely overtaken by an
indoor waterfall that spilled into a huge hot tub at its base. Soothing harp music
was quietly playing
in the background. Chantal clasped her hands together and eyes shining, spun around
to face Ares.
"Do you like it luv?" he asked.
"Ares... my ... oh my... I never expected you to... oh my... how did you... oh
yes...I love it!" Chantal flung herself into his arms and excitedly kissed him
loudly on the cheek. Taking an orchid from a nearby base, she stuck it in his shirt.
Together they explored the room, ran their fingers thru the waterfall, stuck their toes in
the hot tub. They fed each other from the fondue pot, using their fingers as the
dippers. A silent waiter glided into the room and left various steaming plates of
pasta on the table. Ares laughed as Chantal tried to feed him a long strand of
spaghetti. "I don't think this is supposed to be finger food" he exclaimed
as the pasta fell down his chest. "Who said anything about fingers?"
Chantal purred as she used her tongue to get to that fallen piece of pasta.
Soon the pasta was gone and Ares and Chantal were covered in sauce. Taking her by the hand
Ares led her to the waterfall. Unbuttoning her dress, he watched mesmerized as it
fell to the floor. His fingers fumbled at the clasps on his clothes and Chantal had
to help him. They washed each other under the waterfall til they were squeaky clean,
then retired for more fun in the hot tub.
*********
Happy Happy Birthday Dear Friend! Don't stay too long in the hot tub coz you're
sisters are pounding on the door ready to party with you and I'm carrying a huge chocolate
cake!!
hugs,
Freya
22th
IT'S HILARA'S BIRTHDAY!
by Freya
<note--introducing Luka, a doc hunk from ER that both Hilara and I and I'm sure
others, find extremely sexy ;p>
******
Hilara shivered as she entered SorboMart's warehouse. It was cold and dark and
quiet...and empty. "Hel-loooo" she called out as she fumbled for the light
switches. One by one, the big fluorescent lights clicked on. "Anyone
here??" The only answer she got was her own voice echoing back at her.
"Great...just great" she muttered as she found the thermostat and turned up the
heat. "My birthday and inventory on the same day...and no one else hung around
to help me....great...just great!"
Taking a clipboard from a hook on the wall, she leafed thru the 70 or so pages.
"Man...I have to check all of these....I'll be here all night...and day...and
the next night." Sighing loudly, she walked over to aisle one and started
counting cases of body oils. "5 cases of vanilla....check, need to order more.
12 case of mango/cinnamon...mango/cinnamon? Ewwww....who wanted that
flavor....have to put it on special to move it. Ohoh, only 4 bottles left of grape,
better order some more."
And so it went. Hilara checked the candles, satin sheets, handcuffs. She
counted earrings and necklaces, and little blue jars
of Vicks. Pushing her hair back behind her ears, she started on aisle 4. Her
back hurt and her shoulders ached and when a box of peacock feathers fell on her toe, she
let out a yell and sat down in the middle of the floor, buried her head in her
hands, and sobbed.
She felt a gentle touch on her shoulder and then someone started massaging her toe.
"I don't think it is broken, maybe just bruised." Hilara peered
thru her bangs at the hunk in the white doctor's coat kneeling in front of her.
"Funny" she thought, "his shoulders are not as broad as
DocHerk's....and his accent is...well, its certainly not like Robert's, but it is sexy
nonetheless. His hair is shorter and darker too and why am I sitting here letting a
strange man touch my foot??!!??" She pulled her foot away and tried to quickly
stand up but the stranger had already gotten up and held out his hand to help her up.
"I see I, how do you say... startled you....I am sorry. Allow me to introduce
myself. I am Luka."
"Luka" Hilara repeated.
"Yes...I am Luka and I know you are Hilara. Pleased to meet you" he said
as he took her hand and gently brushed his lips across it.
"Luka?"
"Yes" he smiled at her and she felt her knees go weak. "Do you think
you can walk if I help you?" he asked.
Hilara nodded and Luka wrapped his arm around her waist. "Lean on me" he
said as they made their way over to a crate.
"I'm fine, really" Hilara stated as Luka gently helped her sit down on the
crate. "It really didn't hurt."
Luka raised an eyebrow.
"Well, it didn't hurt alot... more like, well.." Hilara stammered. "You
see.... its my birthday today and I'm stuck doing inventory... and I guess I'm feeling
sorry for myself, aren't I?" she grinned sheepishly at him.
"Your birthday?" Luka exclaimed. "Doesn't that call for some sort of
celebration?" He gently reached out and wiped a smudge mark off of Hilara's
nose.
"Well, yes... but it seems like my sisters forgot I guess" Hilara said as she
got to her feet. "Thank you for your help Luka, but I'm fine and I really must
finish this inventory, then I want to go home and take a nice hot bath and relax. By
the way, what are you doing in Sorboland anyway?"
"Oh...I'm here to, um.. how you say...cover the Herkspital for this evening.
Freya asked me to come. She said all of her staff are busy tonight."
Luka retrieved Hilara's clipboard and handed it to her.
"I could stay a few minutes and help you" he continued but was interrupted by
the sound of a slamming door and running feet.
"Hilara?? Hilara?? Are you in here?" someone was calling.
IrishHerk rounded the corner and grinned when he saw Hilara standing there.
"There you are...I've been looking all over for you!" he said as he
grabbed her in his strong arms and lifted her 3 feet off the ground. "Everyone
has been looking for you!
Hilara laughed as Irish spun her around then gently put her back down. "Looking
for me? Why? I'm here, doing inventory. I'll be here all night...doing
inventory" Hilara retorted placing her hands on her hips.
"Inventory...on your birthday?? Are you nuts?" Irish grinned.
"Yes...inventory...it was scheduled for today...see??" Hilara held out her
trusty clipboard and pointed to the schedule.
Irish took the clipboard and peered closely where Hilara's finger was pointing.
"Um...that doesn't say 2/22 Hil...I think its a 3... as in 3/22.
"Lemme see that!" Hilara grabbed the clipboard back. "Oh...I think
you are right...its a little smudged, but it is a 3...not a 2...
so...so I don't have to do inventory on my birthday!"
"What you have to do is go home and get ready for your party...the big birthday bash.
Come on, lets go tell the others that I found you. Ares was ready to send out
his minions to find you." Irish took Hilara's hand and started pulling her down
the aisle. Hilara glanced back at Luka and waved goodbye.
**************
Later, after Hilara was bathed and dressed in a beautiful new royal blue gown, Rober't
arrived at her hut carrying a huge assortment of roses. "Happy Birthday mon
cherie" he whispered as he gathered her in his arms, bent her low at the waist and
gave her a deep toe tingling kiss that left her quite breathless.
Hilara and Rober't were the last to arrive at the Amazon Great Hall which was beautifully
decorated in all shades of blue. Alpha waiters scurried back and forth carrying
large trays of shrimp scampi and champagne. Herk appeared in front of Hilara, bowed
low and offered her his hand. With a wink, Rober't leaned in close and said
"Remember, your dance card is full tonight, but the last dance my love, is
mine". Herk led Hilara out on the dance floor where they stood, slowly swaying
to the music. The next dance found Sov impatiently tapping Herk on the shoulder, and
without a "may I cut in" swept Hilara off dancing a fancy mambo. He was
followed by Ares and Irish, WetNWild and Kull. Sherk shook his bon bon for her.
Just when Hilara thought there couldn't possibly be someone she hadn't danced with
yet, an unassuming voice asked her "May I?" Looking up she saw Luka
standing there grinning and she happily placed her arms around his shoulders as he led her
out back onto the floor. "What are you doing here?" she asked. "I
thought you were covering the Herkspital?"
"I am...but I wanted to see you again and the herkspital is quiet so Freya said its
okay if I snuck in here. You don't mind do you?" he asked as he spun her around
and around. "And you toe...it is fine, no??"
"Yes...my toe is fine...and no I don't mind, I'm glad you are here Luka"
The lights suddenly went out and a huge cake brightly lit with candles was wheeled in.
Everyone joined in in singing Happy Birthday Dear Hilara" as Hilara huffed and
puffed and blew out all the candles!
*********
Happy Happy Birthday Dear Hilara....may all your wishes come true!!
love ya bunches!!
Freya