He didn't remember his real birthday, he didn't even think about it. Well okay, he did the thought of when did cross his mind and it did tug on him when he knew he most likely never will know his birthdate and all the comics he read and games he played, the shows watched it made him long for a birthday party when they celebrated their birthdays, knew when they were born and how old they were. It was just something else he didn't have. That was back in the early days of his life in Providence. He didn't keep track of how long he was there but then they had a surprise party for him. Things were looking up, he felt so happy. And the anniversary of his arrival at Providence because his birthday and the day was shared with Six. The two shared a birthday. A day that wasn't even their real birthday. The day they were taken in and given a second chance and a better life. But Rex didn't know that. At least not the first year. and they didn't celebrate the following year for his seventeenth birthday after all, just so much was happening and the time skip. It was a crazy complicated time.
So here they were quickly approaching his eighteenth birthday. He didn't want much. He just wanted to spend time with his family and friends. A small get together for dinner maybe. But actual gifts didn't mean much to him now days he cherished people more than objects. If something meant a lot to hi it was because it was given to him by someone he cares about. Whatever gift he got, if any, he'd cherish and love but he wasn't going to ask for anything even if that new video game looked awesome.
The day came and he awoke to balloons in his room. He smiled. Caico asleep on his chest. He gently moved the kitten and got out of bed. He got dressed for the day before he made his way to training and spared with Six for their usual morning training session. With years of training under his belt Rex was becoming a good match against Six. Six was proud of his progress. After training, and a quick shower, Rex met Noah and Jess for lunch. Chinese food, awesome. More training. A mission here and there. It was dinner time.
A family dinner with all his friends and family. Traditional family dinner fair, meatloaf, was had. Cake was had for dessert, this cake not touched by Holiday. A one and an eight shaped candle was placed in the middle and lit. The group sung Happy Birthday to Rex and he made and wish as he blew out the candle. He wished for safety and healthy for all he cared for...and that he got the new video game. He was still a little selfish. After cake came presents. All very meaningful and most were practical with a few fun things thrown in. It was great. A new journal to write his memories in, a new jacket that was very similar to his old red one, a few new video games, a new shirt, a pack of socks (all his had holes in them), a photo frame with a picture of hi and Jess from this past summer, and a couple of cards with cash and gift cards inside along with heartwarming sweet words from his family. All kinds of great stuff he'll hold close to him very sentimental like ot stuff he was in need of. Perfect. But there was someone who didn't give him a gift, and who was to the back most of the gathering. Six. His father figure. It was his way so it's not like Rex was upset or confused by the actions. Six wasn't one for large gatherings or social interaction in general and he wasn't one for sentimental actions. If he was going to gift Rex something it was going to be after the party, Rex knew this.
The party was fun. The small get together was just what he wanted for his birthday. It came and went and the group dispersed some heading home, other back to work. Noah and Jess spending the night. stayed around the table still sipping some punch. Rex headed off to his room, where he found a small gift sitting. Just like he thought he would. Six appeared in the doorway. "Happy birthday Rex" Rex smiled "Thanks" and he opened the gift.
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