Qiuru: Birthday Preparation

That same day, Mum and Dad returned from their business trip. Everyone was in the living room, lazing around, watching TV when Mum and Dad came in.
"MUM! DAD!", both me and Pris chorused, and high-five at our accuracy.
”Hey there pumpkins..", Dad greeted and hugged us.
"Autumn, you finally came out this once to greet us.", Mum said.
"Haha.. I'm sorry Mum..", I apologised.
"Come on in..", Mum ordered.
And then, people came streaming in.
"More help?", I whispered to Pris. She just shrugged her shoulders.

"Monsieur Vincent, and Mademoiselle Emile.. There she is, you two know to do.", Mum pointed to me.
Before I knew what was going on, Monsieur Vincent came right up to me and looked at me from head to toe.
"Hmm.. Not bad.. Good skin tone, very good figure.. Wooo.. Great muscle tone.. Ah ha! I've got an idea!", he mumbled to himself with a French accent, poking me in my arm.
I made a face, when Mademoiselle Emile came over, and looked at me, from head to toe. She nodded her head.
"Hmm.. Good features, great complexion.. Great hair, great length.. But a little damaged.. Did you dye you hair?", she asked, touching my hair. She also had a French accent.
"Monsieur Vincent, what colour have you got in mind?", she turned to ask him.
"Pink or blue or peach..", he answered her, standing beside me, still studying me.
"Oh.. Great choice Monsieur Vincent. I had the same colours in mind.", she said and held up my hand.
"Good nails..", she mumbled. (In this story, both Pris and I got great figures, great hair and everything. Hurr hurr~!)
Pris was giggling like an idiot, so were the guys. Everyone had come over to see what was going on.
"Guys! Not funny~!", I said sarcastically.
The next moment, I saw Dad talking to Maggie, and saw her nodding her head. And Mum ordering people around.
"What's going on?", I asked Pris, she just shook her head.
"What's going on?", Ken asked, staring at Monsieur Vincent ,who was poking at me all over. Zaizai and Van were also eyeing him, making sure he didn't touch anywhere wrong.
"I have no idea..", I told him.
Then Mum came over.
"Mum! What's going on?", I asked her, and Pris looked at her intently.
"My goodness~ Have you forgotten that your birthday is coming up?", she looked at me surprised.
"Er.. I remember..", I said, when actually I forgot. I was too busy getting hurt that I forgot. Everyone was shocked, because everyone also forgot. Too many things had happened in the past few days.
"Anyways, there are chefs, besides the ones that arrived earlier. More house maids, and butlers. You will need them when the guests arrives...", Mum trailed off, until somebody called her and she went off.
Then Dad came over.
"How's my birthday girl? This is Monsieur Vincent and Mademoiselle Emile and they will be your gown designer and your make up person respectively. They are from France and are doing a favour for Mum.", Dad introduced.
I went up to shake their hands, and thanked them for coming down all the way from France, in fluent French. They were impressed, and the guys were shocked.
"Ah.. She speaks our language. Mr Ridges, you have brought her up well.", Mr Vincent said.
"I promise she will look great on her birthday.", he continued.
"Oh.. And don't forget my other daughter too..", Dad reminded them.
"Ah.. No problem Monsieur Ridges.", Mr Vincent said.

"And oh.. Who is this?", Dad said, reaching out to shake Takeshi's hand.
"Oh.. Sorry Dad. This is Takeshi Kanneshiro, my brother from the orphanage.", Pris introduced.
"Nice to finally meet you Mr Ridges. Thank you for looking after Pris all this while.", Takeshi said.
"Takeshi Kanneshiro? Ah.. No wonder this name sounds so familiar. You are one of Japan's top actors. I see, you're her brother. But Pris told me she has got no other siblings.", Dad said.
And there I was, still being poked by Monsieur Vincent and Mademoiselle Emile, listening in.
"We're not blood related, Mr Ridges.", Takeshi said.
"Oh.. Anyways, you are welcomed to stay here, and please, do stay for Qiuru's birthday.", he told Takeshi.
"Thank you Mr Ridges.", and they shook hands again.
"By the way, F4, I have told your manager that you will be staying for another week. Because of Qiuru's birthday. Barbie will return to Taiwan first with her manager and Maggie. Barbie has got filming back there.", Dad turned to them.
"Huh~~??", Pris and I whined. The guys cheered.
"Mademoiselle Autumn, can you please follow us to the tailor room, so that we can take your measurements?", Monsieur Vincent asked. I nodded and followed, so did Zaizai.
"Why are you coming along?", I asked him.
"I want to make sure he doesn't do anything to you.", he said.

And so, for next two days, the house was bustling with people preparing for my birthday. People were putting up the decorations, preparing the menu. Everything was rushing because the celebration will be on Saturday, which is another two more days. Not only that, I was at the tailor room and the spa everyday to get my dress and face done. So was Pris.

At the tailor room..
"Pris, I'm wondering who Mum and Dad invited.", I told her, while being measured and pinned at.
"Not too sure.. I think, mostly their clients.", Pris said. I nodded.
"Ah.. Mademoiselle Autumn, you look dazzling. Here.. Come, have a look at how the finished product would look like.", Mr Vincent said, and guided me to the full size mirror. I looked into it. The dress was a simple pink, body fitting tube gown, that was of some type of soft material, so it will flow down from my body. Pris's drss also looked great. And both of us started laughing and giggling.
"Monsieur Vincent, merci beacoup! J'aime la robe!",
I exclaimed. I ran over to hug him.
"Ah.. Votre accueil.", he said.
"Monsieur Vincent, can I have the girls now? I have got to do up their make up and hair. Try it out so that they can see it for themselves.", Mademoiselle Emile called out from the door.
"Oui Mademoiselle..", Monsieur Vincent answered.
"Go along girls, you still have alot to do. Quickly go change out of the gowns so and I can make the amendments.", Monsieur Vincent said.

We changed and left for the spa and make-up room.
"Mademoiselle Autumn, your complexion is very good. So is Mademoiselle Pris. And you hair..", Mademoiselle Emile just kept going and going. Pris and I started laughing.

And so, Mademoiselle Emile came up with a few make-up looks and hairstyles for us to choose from. Pris chose the elegant look, while I went for simple-natural elegant look. And the colours suited our gowns. Pris decided to keep her hair down with gentle curls, cause it suited her gown and the whole look better. I went for the same look too, but I decided on slightly stronger curls. It was great.

After all was done, we crashed at Pris room, cause there were so many people bustling about that it was irritating to sit at the kitchen. In the room, we blasted her mp3s and sang to them. Like as if we are there for karaoke like that, when Pris turned off the music.

"Hey, let's go down to the karaoke room I found the other day. Its computerised and has all the up-to-date songs. Way cool~", she said, and we left to go down.

When we were downstairs, we went into one of the rooms and started to sing. It was so much fun. It felt like the time when we were friends again, when we went for our regular karaoke sessions.