OOM: The Birthday

[iprotectyou]

Baze wakes one special morning with a spring in his step. The day is his birthday, and he's nine years old, now. He knows the kitchens will have cookies--shortbread with jam, mmm--for him, so he hurries through his morning chores and forms, thinking with kid logic that if he goes fast, time will too and he'll be able to eat the cookies sooner. He spots Chirrut in the hall on the way to the kitchens.

"Good morning again, Chirrut!" Baze singsongs, so excited that he's vibrating with joy.

"I forgot to tell you this morning, but it's my birthday today!"

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[idontneedluck]

"And I don't want to take your food." Chirrut grumbles right back, "It isn't right, it's yours."

[iprotectyou]

Baze is at a loss. He doesn't know how to convince his friend that Baze wants to share his food with him.

"Chir," Baze says, squeezing his arm.

"Sharing this with you will make me happy. It's not right that you don't have a birthday! I want you to share it with me. Please?"