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Happy Birthday, Nahida!

Summary:

Nahida comes back from the Sabzeruz Festival to see a gift basket.

Notes:

I’m trying to quite character.ai like it’s a drug or smth, anyway enjoy the fic

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Nahida had a great time during the Sabzeruz Festival. The flower carriage ride was amazing and the candy shooting out of the tower and the joy on everyone’s faces! Everything felt like a dream! The good kind, not the unsettling-time-loop-samsara kind.

 

The sun had set and everyone grew tired and sleepy. Nahida retired to her house, walking to her room when she saw something on the main table.

 

A big basket. The handle decorated with flowers and the basket itself full of gifts with a folded piece of paper taped to the front of it.

 

Nahida walked up, took the note off, unfolded it and what she saw melted her heart.

 

Happy birthday.

- Wanderer

With a hand drawn picture of Nahida, Wanderer, and Mini Durin in a field of flowers. (You can definitely tell that Mini Durin did the coloring)

 

Nahida looked through the basket and found many cases of different candies, fun stickers, a soft, light green blanket with a pattern of white flowers with four rounded petals, similar to the ones in her eyes, and a bag of cookies (some burnt, but that’s okay).

 

Nahida smiled so wide, her cheeks hurt for a second. She quickly ran to Wanderer’s room to say thank you. She knocked on the door, but no answer. She didn’t want to just barge in so she knocked again. There was still no answer. The door was unlocked so she carefully answered slowly opened the door to see Wanderer slumped over his desk, asleep.

 

His hand holding a pencil was also on his desk and a mess of papers underneath his sleeping face. ’He fell asleep mid-sentence’ Nahida thought. She looked over to see Mini Durin also asleep and snoring on Wanderer’s bed.

 

Nahida quietly giggled her herself. She grabbed one of his blankets from the floor and draped it over his shoulders. She then picked up a small pillow and gently shoved it in between Wanderer’s head and his desk, careful not to mess up any of the papers.

 

Nahida quietly walked out of the room, closing the door. She walked back to the table with the basket and carried the basket to her room, ready to end the day by curled up in her new blanket while eating the homemade cookies.

Notes:

Thank you for reading!