Sixteen Candles
Bendytimed to late September, early October

The cake's on the kitchen counter and everything's ready. The food is on a long table in the living room, various snacks and assorted boxes of pizza. Fun, upbeat, lively music plays in the background.

Invitations have been sent out weeks in advanced and the West house is ready for a slew of guests.

And Iris...is ecstatic. Ever since she was a little girl, she's dreamed of this. Her Sweet Sixteen. Well...technically her and Jai's Sweet Sixteen...even though Sweet Sixteen always seemed like a girl thing anyway so did that make it what, a Sour Sixteen or something for him?

Anyway....

Technical terms aside, she was as hyperactive as ever, in her brand new light blue dress and white ballet flats. Invitations had been sent out to everyone, family and friends alike.

A wide grin on her face, she zipped around the room, making sure that everything was perfect, and avoiding tripping over Jai, who was reading a book (like always) on the floor in the living room.

The doorbell rings, and her grin widens.

"I'll get it!"