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??? time later.
Persephone provided some fancy Greek classic clothes for her son and his boyfriends. She also asked them to join her for dinner in their new clothes on that same day.
Dokja was very impressed by the quality and beauty of his new clothes. He specially liked the headpiece adorned with asphodel flowers.
Plotter seemed very interested on his gifts too. Weirdly so.
The kkomas seemed troubled by something.
Two days earlier:
Dokja and Plotter were asleep on each other’s arms when there was a ding! And a faint blue light started glowing above them.
Plotter woke up to two System Windows informing of the 72 hours countdown for the beginning of the Final Scenario and some information as to where to go and how to check if you were qualified to take part in it.
He used one of his tentacles to close both windows, the one above his head and the one above Dokja’s head. He was worried he might wake Dokja up by moving his arms.
After a few minutes, he checked if Dokja was really asleep, which he was, much to Plotter’s relief.
One day earlier:
Kimcom had the picnic they were planning before the Final Scenario started. The whole thing felt awkward, like the calm before the storm, or the eye of the hurricane.
It was also strange to have their picnic without Dokja around.
Joonghyuk gave the company a very brief explanation on why they should fight the last war without Dokja on the team. Everyone seemed to be upset, but they also understood that Dokja would CERTAINLY do something RIDICULOUS and somehow SACRIFICE HIMSELF.
After his speech, Joonghyuk received a message from Dokja asking him to send nudes. The message had a sexy naked picture of Dokja attached.
999 Uriel, still inside her sealing sphere, jumped on his shoulder and saw the message. She squealed.
Joonghyuk shoved her little ball off his shoulder and she rolled downhill giggling.
Current day:
Dokja thinks there’s something odd with the Hyukies, but he just can’t seem to find out what it is! Whenever he asks them, they completely avoid the subject.
Since Dokja’s sense of time isn’t very reliable, Plotter takes him to the dining hall on time. They arrive along with several kkomas all wearing their new fancy Greek clothes.
The hall has one big main table and several smaller tables around.
Persephone, Hades and Biyoo sit on the main table. On the main table there’s also Dionysus and some smaller Greek deities associated with death and the Underworld. The other tables are occupied by zombies, skeletons and ghost guests. Namwoon is also there.
“Oh, there’s a party today! I wonder if it’s someone’s birthday.” Dokja says next to Plotter.
“Mhm… I wonder.” Plotter says.
Persephone motions at Dokja and Plotter to sit next to her, which they do.
“Your majesties.” Plotter says pulling a chair for Dokja.
“Hi mom, hi dad, hi baby.” Dokja says as he sits on the chair Plotter pulled for him.
“My son. My beautiful, gay, bisexual son.” Persephone says with a smile.
Dokja makes a confused face, then he nods.
“We couldn’t get a table big enough to fit all your boyfriends in their normal sizes, but it should be enough for their small forms.” Persephone says. “Let us celebrate tonight.”
“Cool. What are we celebrating?” Dokja asks.
“You’ll see.” Persephone says with a mysterious smile.
Dokja looks at Plotter and the Hyukies.
Plotter’s lips slightly curve upwards. The kkomas look down or look away.
Dokja is a bit confused.
They chat for a bit while the remaining guests arrive.
At some point, a ghost maid leaves a plate of chocolates in front of Dokja. Dokja picks one of the chocolates, smells it and puts it back.
81 shows up a few seconds later with a tray of chocolates and a trash bag. He throws the chocolates that are in front of Dokja in the trash and leaves his tray of chocolates in its place.
Dokja picks up one of the chocolates, smells it and eats it.
“Hmmm chocolate covered grapes! Amazing!” Dokja says savoring the dessert.
Plotter puts his elbow on the table and rests his chin on his palm. “You can easily tell when a dish was or wasn’t made by 81 now, can’t you?” He asks with the corners of his mouth slightly curving upwards.
“It’s like telling the difference between a tree and a camel.” Dokja says eating another grape covered chocolate. “Completely obvious.”
He picks up another and holds it in front of Plotter’s lips. “Here.”
Plotter parts his lips and all the lights in the room go out, except for the lights above Dokja and Plotter.
Everyone stops what they’re doing to look at the prince of the Underworld. Who’s feeding his boyfriend by hand.
Plotter eats the snack like it’s no big deal with everyone in the room looking at them.
Dokja looks around, then he looks at his new mom on his other side. “Hey, I think there’s something going on with the lights.” He whispers.
Persephone chuckles and stands up.
“Attention, everyone.” Persephone says next to Dokja and partially in the shade. “Thank you for coming to my son’s belated birthday party.”
“… What.” Dokja says confused.
“Since we missed his thirty or so first birthdays, we decided to throw a thirty-day party! Better late than never, am I right?” She says with a huge smile. “Then on next year we can start throwing yearly parties at the correct date.”
Dokja has stars on his eyes. “A surprise birthday party… I’ve never gotten a… WAIT!” Dokja shakes his head. “THIRTY DAYS OF PARTY?”
“Hell yeah, buddy!” Dionysus says from the other side of the table. “Let’s turn this graveyard into a RAVEYARD!”
Dokja looks at Dionysus, then at Persephone with wide eyes. “Thirty days?! Pers- Mom! That’s way too much!”
Not only 30 days of party is too much, but Dokja thinks the Hyukies might have known about this. That’s the reason they are acting so weird! Joonghyuks aren’t big fans of parties, so a ten-hour party would already be too much for them, let alone a THIRTY DAY party! Yes, this must be it. Dokja starts to get worried the Hyukies might get upset to sit through such a long party.
Dokja blinks a few times. “How about we shorten it to thirty minutes?”
Persephone makes a very sad face and looks at Hades. “Our son does not appreciate our efforts.”
Hades makes a very dissatisfied face.
Dokja pouts. “… Forty minutes?”
“Twenty days.” Persephone says.
“One hour.” Dokja says.
“We did NOT summon the god of parties and invite the whole Underworld for an hour-long party. Fifteen days is my final offer.”
“Fifteen days is still too much.”
“Fifteen days and you and your boyfriends can take an eight-hour break each day until the party is over.” Persephone says frowning and crossing her arms.
Dokja eyerolls, he turns around to look at his boyfriends.
“Fine by me.” Plotter says.
Some kkomas nod here and there.
The whole room is silent and staring at Dokja.
Dokja looks around the room. For a second, he thinks it would be nice if there was a cake too. And if 999 jumped out of the cake. What if 999 jumped out of the cake in a swimsuit?
Dokja slightly blushes thinking about 999 jumping out of a cake in a swimsuit and saying something like “surprise!” and “I was the one planning your surprise birthday party this whole time” how cool would that be?
Then he gathers his thoughts together and looks at his mom. “Okay, deal.”
Persephone smiles brightly. She places her hand on Dokja’s shoulder and addresses everyone in the room. “Dearest guests. Welcome to the fifteen-day belated birthday party of the Prince of the Underworld. Our dear son, the Constellation, Demon King, Archangel, Outer God, Kim Dokja.”
Everyone applauds.
“He would love to show you all his dance moves.” Persephone says.
“I would what?”
Everyone applauds.
Plotter stands up and offers his hand.
“Are you sure?” Dokja asks.
“Absolutely.” Plotter replies.
So, Plotter and Dokja hit the dance floor.