She'd continue to stare at it nervously for a few more moments before sucking it up and gently levitating the box as if it was fragile glass. Then, she'd carefully set it down in front of her and watch it closely. "...Here goes nuthin'" she concluded in a casual, uncaring tone as she'd quietly stare at the box and only the box before grabbing the top with her magic. Causing her black magic to completely encase the top as she'd get a good grip on it. Then, she opened it revealing...
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A bow. A small, pink worn out bow gently resting on top of a protective wool. Once realizing what this was after a few short moments of thought, her hooded lids had shot wide open from shock as her lips pursed and her pupils shrunk and trembled slightly. "Mama 'dats d'bow in y'pictures" Alex's little voice stated from what sounded like above her. She'd blink twice, clearing her throat a little as her features had relaxed "...uh...it sure is, kiddo." She said with some taut in her voice as the old memories began to get dug up. "Yeah...I uh...I've had it f'a lawng time, y'know?" Tony said in a nervous, soft voice as his niece would slowly look over at him with a bit of a curve to her brows. "Prolly thought y'lawst it, huh?" he asked with a faint little smile on his stubbly snout and without the residual nervousness in his soft, raspy voice. "...No kiddin'..." she said quietly, furrowing her brows with a little frown "why didn't 'cha give it back when y'ad it?!...Not 'dat I wanted it or anythin'...just a question, y'know?" she asked rather bitterly while Storm rolled his eyes at her defensiveness. Tony blinked twice and began to sweat a little "uhhh...well...I kinda...broke aftah I couldn't adopt you an' y'sistah...so I ended up in d'clink again an'-" "alrightalright, 'dats awll I need'aknow, pal don't tell me y'entire life stowry." She interrupted brashly with a scowl and made her uncle very relieved to not have to explain anymore. "'Dats f'da best" he said while Storm sweat nervously and didn't want to know what he could have done to get into prison...again. "Yeaaah...but uh...thanks f'awll d'gifts again.....I guess" she said nervously as she'd snap her digits casually and poof everything away in black flashes of light. "Y'welcome, Oph-" "BUT NOW IT'S CAKE TIME SO GO AN' FETCH ME 'EM, PEASENTS!!!!" she shouted loudly and excitedly towards the brothers and Cookies, causing their fur to stick back cartoonishly while Storm looked very annoyed and unamused, Sniper was horrified and trembling with purple iris' and Cookies...was just being Cookies. "YEAH GET US D'CAKE NOW!!!!" Alex mimicked, obviously not sounding as loud as his greedily grinning mother. But still annoying Storm to his very core while Tony would find it quite amusing. "Gee could you say it any louder??" Storm questioned harshly as he'd angrily stare at the mother and son. "I could if y'don't get me my birthday cakes an' cupcakes an' don't sing me a song" she'd furrow her brows and grin even more to look much more menacing and devilish. "No. No way am I-" suddenly, a dark purple magic levitated the professionally made cake and cupcakes onto the table which made Storm look much more annoyed.
"There you go Overcast!!!" Sniper said anxiously as he'd still manage to pull on a smile. "'Dats what I thought" she'd look more snarky now "just gimme a sec b'four y'sing" she'd look down at the cake and wave her large paw over the large blue cake. Causing a black and red '30' to magically spawn in the middle of the cake with a lit, red flame as the others watched. No one was impressed except Alex. Go figures. "'Aight. NOW SING F'ME!!!!!" she'd set her paw right back down with a thud. "K" Cookies stated before lifting his paw up to pull on a long chain switch that was meant for a lamp. Causing everything to go dark and have the instrumental to the 'happy birthday song' be heard.
