Happy Birthday, Grey!

"Happy Birthday, Grey!" is a [SEASON NUMBER] thread written on [IRL DATE].
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Things seemed to quiet down between Grey and Dixie since they made amends, but Grey still couldn’t help but take what he said to heart. Brandt and she had talked about it, and agreed that the sentences had been given. It would be too late to go back and change it, especially when one of the criminals was a High Central mage needed for the Rebellion. It would also look bad if it seemed like she was changing sentences simply because Dixie made the “suggestion.” He was an outsider...what right did he have to pass out sentences like he owned the island?
The criminals he mentioned...Indigo, Malak, Darien, and Opie all offered some benefits to the Rebellion...benefits that were needed. It counted as community service, and further punishments could be addressed when this rebellion would end. She would have to talk to Lila about that. 
A hand suddenly landed on her shoulder jolting her out of her thoughts, and she turned around only to see that it was her husband gently smiling at her. 
“It’s your birthday, my love,” Brandt said. “The Rebellion and Haligan Island can be taken care of later. Don’t worry about it right now.”
“I know, but...” Grey began before Brandt suddenly placed a hand to her chin pulling her lips to his. 
“Not...tonight,” Brandt said after pulling away. “It’s your birthday. I’ve told the council, Lila, Dixie, and everyone else to not disturb you for the rest of the night. The only ones you’ll be with tonight are your mother, our children, your beloved dragon, and your loving husband. Please?”
Grey couldn’t resist saying no to Brandt, especially when he had gone through all this trouble to make sure she had some peace and quiet on her birthday. So she sighed and smiled up at her husband. “Okay, you win,” she said. “No rebellion or Chief business for the rest of the night.”
“That’s all I could ask for,” Brandt said with a smile of his own. “Come on, let’s get out of here. Your mom’s with the kids at the house.”
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Brandt brought Grey back to the house, where of course Ingrid, Sven, Dagny, and Kari all waited for them and Shadow. As soon as they walked in, Grey found herself greeted by her mother and children all wishing her a happy birthday. 
“Happy Birthday, my little Grey,” Ingrid said as she hugged her daughter tightly. She remembered all of Grey’s past birthdays before she left for the first Rebellion when it was only Grey, her husband Sven, and her. Now, ever since Grey had been home, became Chief, and married Brandt, birthday gatherings were larger, and she loved every minute of it as she got to spend time with her daughter, her son-in-law, and her grandchildren. There was going to be another party for Grey tomorrow with their extended family and the rest of the village, but for now, it was just them.
“Thanks, Mom,” Grey replied pulling away. 
“Happy Birthday, Mom!” Sven said as he and his sisters walked up to her pulling her into a group hug. 
“Happy Birthday, Mom!” Dagny and Kari said in unison.
“Thank you, my darlings!” Grey said as she gathered them into the group hug. “I missed you all today.’
“We missed you too,” Sven said as they pulled away to look at their mother. “Did Dixie...?”
“Ah, ah,” Brandt suddenly said placing a hand on his son’s head, “I already told your mother this, and now I will tell you. No talk of Rebellion or Chief business tonight. It’s your mom’s birthday, and she deserves to relax tonight and to spend time with her family without thinking about it. Clear?”
“Yes, Dad,” Sven, Dagny, and Kari said in unison. 
“Very clear,” Ingrid said raising an eyebrow at her three grandchildren. “Now, come, it’s time for the birthday festivities.” She took Grey’s hands into hers smiling at her daughter, who gratefully smiled in return.
With that said, Brandt helped his wife to remove her cape and her shoulder pads. For the night, she was simply a wife, a mother, and a daughter...celebrating her birthday with her family. They had agreed to a private celebration with the immediate family and a party in the Great Hall the next day just as they always did, and she was more than grateful to have a quiet night with her husband, their children, and her mother. 
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After the festivities concluded, Grey enjoyed a cake her mother had baked and opened her gifts. Sven had given her a leather bound book to continue to write reports and notes. Dagny had given her a supply of paints she traded for recently, and Kari had given her an oyster with a pearl inside claiming that she found it on the beach with Scoot. Ingrid had given her a necklace that was once a gift from Sven to her on their wedding anniversary after Grey was born. Finally, Brandt had given her what he claimed was Part 1 of his gift...flowers he picked from the forest and beautiful quills and notebooks for her stationary in her office. 
The festivities lasted for a bit longer before Ingrid decided it was time to head home and the three kids decided to head up to bed as it was getting late. After saying goodbye to the Chief’s mother and good night to Sven, Dagny, and Kari, Grey and Brandt finally found themselves alone as Shadow slept under the stairs leading up to the kids’ bedroom. 
As she placed the dishes away in the cupboard, Grey felt her husband snake his arms around her waist holding her close and resting his chin on her shoulder. “Thank you, my love,” Grey said as she leaned back against him, “for a great day.”
“Anything for you, my love,” Brandt said. “I always use your birthday as an excuse to spoil you rotten.” He gently kissed her neck. “In fact, now that the kids are in bed...and your mom is home...and Shadow’s asleep out here...” he kissed her on the neck on again, “I have one more gift for you...in the bedroom.”
“Hmm...what is it?” Grey asked with as much feigned innocence she could muster up. She knew exactly what he was talking about. 
“Come with me to the bedroom,” Brandt said before pulling away and taking Grey’s hand guiding her to the bedroom.