#(Sonia is -sort of- an adult because sometimes chocolate really can be what's for dinner)

[more-than-a-princess]

Getting a birthday gift for someone who's a LITERAL PRINCESS (Heckie, she's the ULTIMATE PRINCESS!) was always tricky, but it was not enough to sway this little one then from trying!

Besides, the most important thing was this LITTLE SIS getting to show how much she appreciates and cares for her BIG SIS! For her senior, for her senpai-- and most importantly, her friend!

And so, while it wasn't some grandiose gift offered unto the other on the silkiest of cushions (S-Shh, it's just how she imagined royal events-- especially birthdays to be, okay?), it was still made with her own two hands, with a whole LOTTA LOVE, as always!

"Happi Bethday, sis~!"

With a big ol' hug to the blonde sis' mid section, Itsuki manages to keep her BIG BASKET from accidentally whacking her as she does (Child, you could have just set it down first. But ah well, one suppose that she can't be blamed for being excited then)... Pulling back then, she beams brightly, as she THEN offers it up to her Reaching forward with the other hand, as she lifts the little cloth she had placed on top to reveal what's inside~

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Small but mighty, Sonia was almost knocked down by the force of Itsuki's hug. Not that she minded, despite her small gasp of surprise. "Oof!" She exhaled, smiling as a pair of small arms and something decidedly straw-like found their way around her waist. Her friend must have gotten her a present.

"Thank you, Itsuki-chan. You remembered!" She replied once the L'il Ultimate let go and she was able to breathe normally again. Most of the younger students tended to keep to themselves or weren't particularly fond of their high school counterparts, but Itsuki was always a warm and friendly girl, eager to teach Sonia about farming or showing her the newest homemade bracelet she'd crafted. Truthfully, there were times Sonia worried about such a young girl working with such complicated and sharp machinery, but she rationalized it away with the knowledge that Novosonian children as young as kindergarteners were taught to drive and shoot a tank. Surely that was even more dangerous than Itsuki's farming equipment, and according to her father's reports, accidental deaths from tank usage had been on the decline for the past ten years.

Now, she had something new to worry about where Itsuki was concerned. The cookies she'd made looked delicious, there was no doubt of that (and she had far more prowess in the kitchen than Sonia could ever hope to possess, it was a tad humbling). What worried Sonia were the designs Itsuki had chosen: all of her favorite films, from Friday the 13th to A Nightmare on Elm Street, their iconic characters rendered into kawaii cookie forms. With a surprising amount of accuracy.

"Goodness, these look so good!" She told her honestly, torn between eagerness and apprehension as she lifted a Leatherface cookie out of the set: Itsuki had even gotten the various folds, and gore, on his mask replicated on the cookie. "But, ah, Itsuki-chan...have you watched these films? All of these films? They can be rather intense and frightening at times, I would not like you to have nightmares."

Ignore the fact that Princess Sonia of Novoselic saw Halloween randomly on television at the age of eight and never looked back. It took some finesse and creativity as a child to acquire more rated R horror films, but she visually gobbled up everything she could get her hands on until she was able to purchase them herself. But Itsuki was likely different and not so inclined to horror in all of its various flavors: slashers, gore, occult, demonic possession, and so forth. It would not sit well on Sonia's conscience if Itsuki was traumatized by horror films on account of simply wanting to give her a birthday present.