On April 4th,
it was London’s first birthday.
Pixie walked into her house after school.
“Mom, remember about London’s
party tonight at 7”
“There will be no party
here” her father replied. “Especially not if you were planning on
inviting that boy”
Pixie’s mom sighed.
“I’m
sorry, sweetie, could you please just have the party at Poser’s house instead?”
“Yeah, whatever”
Pixie sighed. “I’m gonna spend the night at Strawberry’s afterwards”
She got her stuff ready&
went over Poser’s house.
“Hey, Pixie”
Spunky said from the couch.
“Hey, where’s
Poser?”
“Basement”
“Thanks” Pixie
went downstairs to find Poser setting up the basement for the party.
“Hey, Babe, got your
text about having the party here” he said. “My parents are out for the night, so it’s all good”
“Sweet” Pixie
said as she picked up London.
“Oh, she learned her
first word” Poser said. “Londy, who am I?”
“DaDa!” London
squealed.
“Oh my God !”
Pixie hugged London. “And who am I, baby?”
“DaDa!” London
squealed.
“I guess we’ll
have to work on that” Poser kissed Pixie.
