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3 days ago, the lovely incubus of club netherbrand had to go on another business trip to Japan for a week. The good thing is that he'll be back the day before his birthday at 10:00 PM.

So the netherlings decided, and planned to prepare a big celebration and surprise the incubus with the help of the other mascots and the rest of Ravallum whom helped with what they could help with.

The day after Zander left, the netherlings immediately devised a plan right away which took way longer than expected as we all know, that the netherlings were all creative, but stubborn creatures.

So there were a bunch of little banters and disagreements between the jello like creatures. But in the end, they decided on how the party should be designed and what jobs each netherling will receive.

First to be given a task was MJ, the clubs resident mechanic. One of the few netherlings who was wingless.

He was given the task of making mini machines that could explode confetti as the actual ones were... too out of budget for the netherlings.

"You sure you can work on this alone?" Nygral asked, this netherling is the most-trusted and often called the netherlings 'Older Sister' as she was either working to make sure that Zander and the netherlings had less workload or you could just spot her stalking people. That too.

MJ nodded and adjusted his goggles before speaking, "I can handle it. It'll be done before you know it, just tell the others not to disturb me." He stated and Nygral nodded and wrote down on her tiny notepad before moving along to the next netherling in line.

Rosebriar, or Rosie as few of the netherlings call her; was a netherling who was also wingless yet always managed to hold themself with grace and sometimes captivates customers with her silence.

Which always ends up in Zanny having to drag them away from prying eyes.

Rosie, was put on the baker team. The baker team was as you can tell by the name, a team of netherlings responsible for baking sweets for his birthday. Who said that they would buy the store ones?

Always the best and fresh for their incubus after all~

"Rosie, I understand that you won't fall asleep in one of the cupboards again while baking." Nygral said in a strict tone as she didn't want to deal with any trouble and did want everything to be at least 94% perfect. How wrong she was however.

Rosie just nodded along with Nygral's words and sleepily walked along, Nygral sighs and writes down on her mini notepad.

"Can I also be put in the baker team Ny? Pleaseee~" Now this netherling was the clubs physic.. I know, shocking right?

Ryna was always part of the bunch of netherlings who were more angelic like than demonic, but thats what made the netherlings unique no?

"Absolutely not. Remember what happened last time? You almost turned yourself into a toasted netherling!" Nygral shivered at the memory as at that time, it was like she was a mother saving her child from a tornado when that happened.

Ryna was saddened but they kept their head up and waited for Nygral to assign them to a job.

"Alright, I think you'd fit writers cavern." She said, smiling at Ryna.

Before Ryna could ask what type of team that was; Nygral was way ahead of them. "That team specializes in writing the Invitations and letters commissioned by other netherlings." She stated.

Ryna happily accepted the role as they did have talent in writing and would love to see what type of letters the netherlings will commission.

"Before you ask Aryn- No. You are not joining the baker team." Nygral looked at the vampire-demoness hybrid of the club who deflated when she heard that she couldn't join the baker team.

"But why!? I know how to bake.." Aryn said, glancing at Nygral, who was displeased and just continued on with the assignment.

"Your heading off to the decora team, which I think you'd fit in more than the baker team. As you are one of the most trusted netherlings when it comes to fashion right? So I guess it's safe to assume that you'll do great in decor right?" The vampire-demoness hybrid tried to refute but was pulled away by Ryna and MJ when Nygral was about to bonk Aryn.

Aurie. The next netherling, was in a more nervous mood as she looked at Nygral who smiled gently at her. "Writers cavern right?"

Aurie nodded and thanked Nygral who head patted the shy but happy netherling.

The clubs siren and bartender. Cordelia, was easily assigned to the bartender team! "I'll make the most delicious drink just for Zanny~!" She said in a happy tone.

Nygral made sure that Cordelia knew and was aware that she also needed to make drinks that were for everyone, not just Zander.

The next netherling was the clubs most brilliant star when it came to music and overall entertainment, so Nygral knew just what job to give them.

"Sister Voltaire, I'm pretty sure it's obvious that you're the one of the few who'll perform the music tomorrow night." Sister Voltaire smirked at this and proudly showed Nygral the original song they were currently working on.

"Don't worry Nygral, I've got this~" And with that, Sister Voltaire walked away with a little strut in their step as Nygral smiled at them.

The next netherling who came forward was one who Nygral actually trusted the most despite her... sassy nature.

"Layla, Would you be alright with the baker team?" Layla huffed and just walked off towards the kitchen where her other team members were as Nygral watched her figure leaving.

"How rude! She didn't even say thank you!" Aurelia, the clubs most loyal netherling who would definitely not kill for the netherlings or Zander came forward and huffed at Layla's behavior.

Nygral sighed and didn't comment on it, instead focusing at the task at hand. She turned to Aurelia who smiled at Nygral sweetly.

"Hmm.... how do you feel about being part of the delivery group?" She asked to Aurelia who tilt her head to the head so Nygral explained more.

"You'll be in a group in charge of delivering invitations and basically run errands if we run out of preparations." Aurelia's face lit up at this and happily accepted the job.

"Thanksss Nyyy~☆" Aurelia bounced off and next to come forward was Serran, who was probably the oldest netherling.

They came forward with excitement present inside their eyes, and Nygral reciprocated that. "Nyny, I would love it if I could be assigned to the decora team~" Serran said with confidence.

Nygral thought for a bit but was also skeptical as last year they were stuck in jail for attempting to steal a ring while a murder of netherlings were shopping for Zander's birthday.

A few seconds passed and she sighed, staring deep into Serran's bright eyes. "All right.. you can be in the decora team but make sure not to go outside of the club if you need more supplies.." She stated.

They walked away humming while brewing a plan inside their brain, as Serran was also known as the most mischievous and unpredictable netherling out of the other netherlings after all~

Next came two netherlings who were actually already sorted out in a team but Nygral just wanted confirmation from them.

"Raven, Raymond. You both are alright with the bartending team with Cordelia right?" She asked.

"We'll be working with Cordelia!? Oh, I can't wait! Come on Raven, we must meet her!" Before Raven could speak, Raymond had already dragged themselves away from Nygral who sighed and preceded to just continue assigning the rest of the netherlings.

Next came Punk, whom was hesitant to join at first but Invii, the most closest to them, was able to convince them to join.

Nygral knew that she had to be gentle with punk and that was fine with her, she made sure to speak in a gentle tone.

"Punk, what group do you want to be apart off?" She asked and punk stayed silent for a few minutes before speaking up.

"Punk wants.. the group with decora." They said, shying away from Nygral's gentle gaze.

She smiled and noted that down, "Thanks Punk." She said and Punk smiled a little before saying "Punk says thank you as well." Before walking away.

"Zaki! Your on decora team as well by the way~" Nygral quickly told Zaki, the clubs strong demon smiled with glee as Nygral told her this.

"Thanks Ny.. I really appreciate that.." She said, playing with her fingers in nervousness.

Nygral smiles and headpats the demon and let her go on her merry way for the next netherling to come over.

Virgil, a newborn netherling was pretty much already expecting to be put in the Writers Cavern group, while he doesn't mind that, he does however.. mind the fact that he hasn't interacted with half of the netherlings in the club so he was pretty nervous.

So with Nygral's reassurance, Virgil walked towards the writers cavern corner to make new netherling friends!

Next came Eros, the clubs resident plan eater who Nygral was sure not to put them to the teams that'll work in the kitchen as they had an habit of eating the plants.

So instead, much to Eros's sadness and failed puppy eyes attempt, they were put to the delivery team with the warning off: 'Do NOT eat the package.'

Nygral then had to actually go underneath the bars counter to talk to Invii, a netherling who loved hiding under the shadows or anywhere thats dark and comfy.

"Invii, do you have any team you want?" Nygral asked Invii who jumped from shock seeing Nygral inside his secret place. The place wasn't so secret by the way.

"Maybe.. baker?-" "No." Invii sighed and knew it was impossible to convince Nygral once she saids no so they just gave up and let Nygral decide for him instead.

"Alrighty then, I'll be putting you inside the delivery team." "... Can I munch on the-" Before the automaton could even finished his sentence; Nygral quickly bonked him using her fluffy body.

After dealing with the automation; Nygral got out from underneath the bars counter to assign more netherlings to duties.

Next up was another netherling that Nygral trusted a lot... well kinda-

"Ashes.. I know that I said earlier that your going to the baker team but.. After what happened last time when you were in charged of breakfast.. I changed my mind." Ashes winched at the memory and apologetically smiled at the tired netherling in front of her.

Ashes was a simple but very chaotic netherling, yet Nygral somehow truster her more than Zander when the time came for it.

"I guess I'm staying with decora?" She asked and Nygral nodded at this, while Ashes wasn't really disappointed, it was obvious what chaos would unfold if Ashes was let inside the kitchen again...

"Charlotte... I know you're there." Nygral felt her soft fur shiver as the ghost of club netherbrand appeared, now Charlotte was a peculiar netherling who actually showed up outta nowhere and Zander adopted her because of the disservice she caused towards customers.

So Nygral had the perfect job for her. "Your staying with Sister Voltaire as an entertainer along with them." "Really? But Sister Voltaire looks kinda scary.." Charlotte said wearily.

She had never met the noir demon before but has heard words from other netherlings that were all good of course!

Nygral smiled and head patted Charlotte who had a weary expression on. "You'll be fine. Sister Voltaire is super nice." A few more reassurance got Charlotte to finally move along.

Next that came forward was Ares, one of the netherlings who had the gifted talent for arts. They were a netherling who Nygral also trusted as well, especially when it came to taking care of the newborn netherlings, they're were too many cases of newborn netherlings getting influenced. In a good way or brain rot way lmao~

"I actually wanna assign you to two jobs if thats fine with you." Nygral smiled at Ares who had a slight confused face on, like why would Ny trust them to two tasks??

"Don't worry it'll be fairly easy ones, you'll be officially assigned to the decora team but also assigned to entertainment." Nygral watched as Ares's face slowly changed to paranoia.

"Wha-What? Wait, Ny I understand decora but entertainment?? First off, why and second, you trust in my singing abilities??" Ares held Nygral's furry shoulders as they looked panicked.

Nygral sighed and slowly removed the netherlings paws off of her fur, and looked blankly at Ares who still looked panicked.

"Ares.. I've heard you sing at our karaoke nights before so don't even try and trick me into thinking your bad at it." She deadpanned.

"Yes I know that but! In front of boss!? Like, what if I mess up?" Ares said nervously while Nygral's expression softened and headpatted Ares on the head as comfort and it thankfully worked.

"Alright now go along and meet the other netherlings that are apart of your groups." Ares nodded and thanked Nygral for the kind words and walked away.

Next up was Ax, a netherling who was still young, chaotic but true. He wasn't opposed to any jobs that were gonna be given to him, in fact, he was more than grateful to be included in an event so precious to everyone who knew their boss.

"Alright Ax, I'm not really sure what group to put you into so I'll put you into a group thats more short staffed if thats fine with you." Ax thought about it carefully and decided to ask what group was Nygal thinking of putting him in.

"I was thinking the baker team, it's short staffed and even if you can't bake, washing the dishes or just cleaning around would be a huge help." She stated and Ax thought about it carefully again.

"Sure I don't mind being in the baker team, thanks for trusting me to join." Nygral smiled and the netherling went on his merry way towards the kitchen.

Marlo and Aestra, the newest additions to the club and the clubs resident netherlings who were also twisters/tornados came forward. Now the twins were talented in many things and were perfect for any jobs, and Nygral wanted to keep them together since they've never been separated before.

Looking at the twins more, Nygral finally decided on a proper job for them. "How do you both feel about being the leaders of the cleaning team? I think, because of your abilities, you both would fit cleaning up more." She stated and the twins looked at each other for a moment before looking back at Nygral.

"We don't mind, just don't put us in with some annoying netherli- OW-" "Thanks for assigning us Ny, I'll make sure that me and Marmar run things well." Aestra giggled while Marlo rubbed their side from the hit their sister gave them.

"Alright you two, go along now." She urged them and they both thanked her and went along their merry way~

The clubs jazz singer came next who was the last of the netherlings to receive a job, now her job was fairly simple to decide as Eva Faye, did have a talent in the world of jazz music.

"Your on entertainment with the others Eva, make sure to talk to them about the songs you're planning on singing." Nygral smiled at Eva who happily ran to the clubs main stage where the other members of the entertainment team were.

They're were actually more netherlings that had to be assigned for a job but Nygral in the meantime assigned the leftover netherlings in cleaning up duties or helping where its needed.

Nygral heads over to the kitchen first as she assigned herself to help with the baking as she had knowledge in it but she sincerely hoped that when she heads outside of the kitchen for a break or to check the progress... that she wouldn't find the club in shambles again.

Writers Cavern:

"Alright first order of business fellow writers, we should plan a mini letters, mini stories and even some poems maybe?" Ryna suggested as Virgil and Aurie noted that inside their tiny notepads.

"What type of poem tho..?" Virgil asked the two who thought for a moment before Aurie answered his question.

"Well it could be centered around how happy us netherlings are with boss right?" Aurie suggested and Ryna as well as Virgil happily agreed to Aurie's suggestion.

With that, the three writers went on to brainstorm some more before actually writing the idea.

Entertainment Galore:

"Ares~ I didn't think that you'd be assigned to this team~" Sister Voltaire said as they gave Charlotte headpats who despite being a ghost, a spell was casted on her to have and feel physical touch. Which helped a lot when it came to tasks and interacting with Zander and the netherlings.

"Uh yea.. Ny assigned me to decora as well." Ares responded back to them who simply smiled with eyes filled with glee.

"I can't wait to hear your voice then Ares~" they said and Ares blushed a little at this as the noir demon just giggled.

"I honestly feel like I'm third wheeling but at least I'm getting pampered.." Charlotte mumbled as she watched Ares and Sister Voltaire excitedly talked about the lyrics to their original song.

"Sorry I'm late! I had to get my voice ready." Eva sat beside Ares and Sister Voltaire who both smiled at her.

"I wasn't aware that you're with us as well~" Sister Voltaire mused. "Yeaa.. I was the last one to be assigned to a job and on top of that I also had to prepare my voice." Eva explained to the two.

"Well it doesn't matter, at least you're here now. We were planning on writing an original group song so let's start on it yea?" Ares said with glee. Charlotte once again floated to Sisters Voltaire's lap to receive headpats that they happily gave.

Sweet Cheeks:

"Why'd you decide on that as our groups name Rosie..?" "Yea. It sounds stupid." Nygral and Layla both looked at Rosie who sweat dropped at this and Ax laughed at the whole ordeal.

"I mean... we all do have sweet cheeks.. ri-right?" Rosie slowly backed away from Nygral who was indeed ready to bonk her.

"Could you jellies stop messing and help me get the cheesecake batter done!" Layla yelled as her little jelly like body was trying to carry the flour.

The three sighed and went to help Layla who was already, almost covered in flour as her horn accidentally poked a hole outside the flour bag.

"Hope the sweets turn out well..." Ax prayed that it would go well, he does not want to clean a kitchen thats infested with flour or batter. He has 70% confidence that no mess will be made. Maybe-

"Hey guys, I brought the... What is happening here?" Then came in a the clubs netherling that was an incubus just like Zander, he looked at the mess in front of him with poor Ax looking like he went through hell with the amount of flour he was cleaning.

"Great timing River! We need help over here!" Nygral yelled as she carried a Rosie that was fast asleep.. How could anyone sleep amidst the chaos?

River quickly ran over to Layla's side; who struggled to mix the batter with the whisk that was almost two times bigger than her.

Ax looked at the chaos unfolding in front of him and sighed.

Yes... this was indeed going well.

Inventors Workshop:

MJ was in a space he set up himself as his workshop to make his inventions such as the confetti canons.

He was being quiet and fully focused at the invention he was handling when he heard a noise behind him..

MJ rolled his eyes and sighed and without looking back he already knew who it was. "Shouldn't you be with your team Invii?" The automation giggled mischievously and manifested from the shadows.

"I just wanted to check on how you were doing~" Invii walked towards the inventor who let the automation to do his thing.

"Don't they need need you Invii?" MJ asked, "Not really, the decora and writers teams need to make the invitations first before my team can deliver them. So my whole team is pretty much just helping around right now." Invii answered.

"So you're slacking off?" MJ asked, smirking as Invii pouted at this.

'Maybe some company wouldn't be so bad.' MJ thought.

Bartending Slayers:

"Cordelia, why weren't you chosen for entertainment as well? You're a siren right?" Raven asked as she arranged the glasses on the cabinets.

"Cus, you can't just ask that ya know!" Raymond scolded her but Cordelia just chuckled and shook her head.

She closed her notebook which contained receipts for her drinks, and looked at the two cousins.

"Even if Ny had asked me on what team I wanted to join, it'd still be this one, making a exclusive drink for Zanny and the netherlings as well as the guests is such a amazing feeling to me~" The two saw the passion and love the siren held for her job and that made them respect her more. So they vowed to help her in any possible way they can.

Decora Colora:

"Punk thinks that this shouldn't be placed here.." He said as Zaki placed a handmade purple flower she made on one of the tables.

"Why not?" She asked him and Punk happily answered. "Punk thinks that the wind that the door might make will blow your flowers away." Zaki looked at Punk for a second before moving the flowers to a place where they wouldn't get blowed away. Zaki also thanked Punk who happily accepted the thanks.

Meanwhile, Ashes and Aryn were both making the designs for the invitations before giving them to the writers to finish them off.

"I'm so excited for tomorrow but I'm also reminded of how much work we have to do.." Aryn said as they started coloring the paper they designed.

"I'm sure we can finish before boss comes back tomorrow. I mean, the netherlings are all hardworking so there's no doubt that we'll get the tasks done~" Ashes stated in a gentle tone, focused on the drawing in front of her.

"Hey guys, how's the invitations going?" "Ares!" "Took ya long enough." "The time got away from me sorry..."

Ares sat down with the two and helped them with the invitation making as they kinda did have a lot to make.

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Half the day had had passed and the netherlings were all still hard at work, each of them with determined faces on and pouring every ounce of love inside their hearts into whatever they were doing for their incubus.

Sweet Cheeks:

"I think the batters ready to stay inside the fridge now." Layla stated as she looked at the delicious vanilla batter in front of her, the rest of the team nodded at this and the only thing left was to carry the wide trays of batter inside the fridge.

For that, they all switched into their human forms as they didn't wanna cause a accident... they don't have history to repeat itself after all..

After putting the trays inside the fridge and making sure that the seals were tight; they all sighed in relief as they switched back to their jelly forms.

"Ny, are you sure that we made enough cake..?" River asks as his tail swishes back and fort like a cats, Nygral thought for a second and answered. "Maybe cupcakes and a few other sweet treats that are easy to bake wouldn't hurt?" She said and looked at the netherlings in front of her.

"What about food?" Ax asked and Nygral answered, "Since I know that we might screw the cooking, I decided to just order food." "Thats good. Don't wanna see netherlings getting turned into a burger accidentally lmao." "Layla!" They all laughed an started to get to work again as they still had a lot to bake.

Decora Colora:

"Okay, which netherling took the glue? I need it right now ASAP." Zaki stated as she looked around.

The club was already half decorated and it looked beautiful. Flowers, fairy lights, balloons, and fanart made by the other netherlings were hang up on pretty vines that were hanging as well.

"I'm gonna take a break, my paws are tired~" Ashes let go of the crayon she was holding and stood up to stretch their bones(?).

"Punk can finish yours if thats fine with you?" Punk asks Ashes who happily agreed to their request.

The decora team were all pretty quiet as they were focused on their own tasks when it came to decorating, which also helped them speed up the process that they're the team thats almost done.

Writers Cavern:

"Maybe replace that word with something more.. lighter? To make sure it's easy to pronoun for the readers?" Virgil suggested and Ryan quickly took the suggestion.

"I think we should also make sure to make the fonts more lighter as well, heavy fonts might send confusion." Aurie also suggested.

Ryna typed inside their laptop for a little while then showed the work to Virgil and Aurie whose eyes sparkled upon reading the words.

"This is perfect!" "You did amazing!" The two exclaimed at Ryan who blushed a little at the praises.

They agreed on the letter and they started working on the design for the big letter, that was actually a speech the netherlings all put their hearts into. They're all such sweeties aren't they?

Inventors Workshop:

MJ was once again alone in perfecting his invention as Invii had already left to get back to their team to prepared as the invitations were almost done for deliveries.

MJ made sure that the device was netherling proof as he knew how reckless netherlings could be and also because he didn't wanna cause another injury like last time... we don't talk about that-

Bartending Slayers:

"Ew... this drink tastes horrible Rayray.." "Shut up Raven yours is worst!" Cordelia watched as the two cousins in front of her argue in amusement while she herself, was mixing a drink.

The cousins held a competition on whose drinks fit the menu more, but in the end; Cordelia ended up choosing two drinks from each of them. stating that the rivalry wasn't necessary as she would have chosen two drinks from them anyways ahahaha~

Entertainment Galore:

Sister Voltaire was humming while writing down on their notebook the lyrics they had thought off for their original song that was dedicated to Zander.

Ares went back to the decora team as they finished their part on the groups original song and have already worked on their mini original song that was also dedicated to Zander.

Eva was teaching Charlotte how to harmonize with her as they were in need of backup vocals and at first Charlotte struggled but eventually got the hang of it.

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Everything in the club was going well and the netherlings all worked until sun had risen up again, the netherlings all woke up to ryzawrs licking their faces!?

"What the heck!? Ew get off of me!" One of the netherlings said as the ryzawr innocently tilted their head.

"Netherlings! Took you all long enough to wake up, it was already 7 PM in the evening, you jellies slept for so long~" Ryzar smiled at the Netherlings who all looked confused at what was happening.. what was bro doing here??

"Mister Ryzar... since when did you get here?" Nygral, who had also just woken up and was now on her human form, walked over to Ryzar with tired eyes and dark circles.

"Me and my cupcakes came over at 2 PM as Zanny wanted someone to check on you guys, but I can see that you all are doing well." He stated as he looked around the club.

"The club was filled with colorful decoration all around but also had mess all around.

The netherlings all gathered themselves and ate some food that Ryzar and the ryzawrs kindly brought over for them. Ryzar didn't ask what all the decor was for as it was already obvious. The 'Happy Birthday Zanny!' banner gave it away-

After the late lunch, Nygral gathered all the netherlings for one final meeting.

"Alright netherlings, in a few hours, boss will be back from Japan along with the boys. The plan is to gather everyone and surprise boss with everyone here, completed and in harmony. Ryzar will be helping the delivery team to deliver the invitations while the ryzawrs will help with last preparations. Let's all do our best for boss!" Everybody cheered and they all quickly got to work for the final stretch.

Delivery Team:

"Aurelia, Eros and Invii, ya''ll ready to rumble?" Serran asked as they all got ready to head out with Ryzar by their side, just to make sure they're all safe ya know.

The first place they went to was where the dewdrops, roscals, pipsqueaks and lunarists were all gathered and were actually waited for them.

After giving the invitations to the rest of the Avalights, they went to each of the Ravanis members houses to deliver the invitations to them as well.

It took them two hours to deliver everything and they were all super tired when they came back to club netherbrand which by the way, was already filled with guests.

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"Are you all sure that we should eat dinner at the club? I still have to get me and my netherlings to whip up something." Zander and the rest of Avallum landed a few minutes ago and they were all now inside a Uber that was driving to the location of club netherbrand.

"Well, I think it'd be more nice to eat a home cooked meal by you Zanny~" Lucien mused and the other boys, yes even Rosco, agreed.

The incubus didn't really question. anything as his mind was overshadowed with thoughts of his netherlings, he couldn't wait to cuddle with them tonight.

That was the best birthday gift he could ever receive later midnight.

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They all got out of the Uber and payed the driver, the blond then saw that the clubs windows was closed by curtains and that the lights were all closed.. hm? Thats odd.

The rest of the boys just closely followed behind him; Rosco trying so hard to hide the grin, Gale and Cassian waiting for it while Lucien prepares his voice for the yell.

Softly and cautiously.. the incubus opened the front door and was met with a dark void ahead, he reached for the light switched and mere seconds after the lights was turned on, the whole club was developed with loud cheers and colorful confetti.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZANDER!!!!"

Everyone around him cheered and the incubus stood in shock as he looked at every netherling, some were in their human forms while some were in jelly form. They were all smiling.

The Ravanights and Avalights also cheered happily in their own cute, little ways while Ravanis and the rest of Avallum greeted each other.

"Boss? You alright?" Nygral was the first to approach the incubus who was frozen in place with shocked eyes.

It took a few moments for the incubus to process things before he teared up while the netherlings approached him.

"I...I.. you all didn't have to.." He said, eyes raw with strong emotions as the netherlings were all over him. Some laughed with amusement, some cried with him, some comforted him and some felt and did all.

He collapsed on the ground and hugged all the netherlings with so much love and warmth as they, also returned the same.

After that precious moment, obviously recorded by the others for... blackmail- memory reasons. Yes..

The baker team brought out the cheesecake that was decorated with dozens of strawberries. They all sang him the song and he made a wish as well, then blew out the candles.

The food came and they all enjoyed the food and cake while the entertainment team sang many songs all dedicated for their incubus who may or may not have cried a little~

The bartenders prepared the best drinks with Zander making sure that they all wouldn't drink too much.

The party lasted for a few hours before the guests all eventually had to go home, the cleaning was left to the netherlings as they let the incubus sleep as they knew he was tired.

"He really looks like he drank a lot didn't he." Layla said as she wiped the table the incubus was sleeping on.

"Can some of you carry him to his bedroom, him sleeping here wouldn't be so comfortable." Nygral ordered and a murder of netherlings complied as they carried the incubus up to his bedroom to lay him to sleep.

After the long cleaning the whole club process, Nygral gathered the netherlings again for one final meeting.

"Operation: Incubus Party is completed successfully. I wanna thank all the netherlings who worked hard today! We all did very well and I could see how happy this whole party made him." They all happily cheered and the night was officially done.

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The incubus stirred awake, he saw the full moon shining through his windows, the bright light enlightening his surroundings.

He looked tried to sit up but felt heavy and soft objects weighting him down, he looked down and to all sides of his bed to see his netherlings all soundly asleep.

He smiled and laid back down, making sure not to wake any of them as well as putting the blanket up for them.

He looked to the full moon peaking outside his windows and closed his eyes to repeat the wish he had said earlier.

"Please always keep my netherlings all safe and sound. They all deserve nothing but the best in their lives." He opened his eyes and smiled at the memories flashing inside his mind.

He couldn't wait for his birthday next year as this time, he promises... He will give back to his netherlings.

He promises, to love his netherlings ten times more.

Eternally,

Willingly,

Forever....

The incubus closed his eyes for the night once again, holding the most precious beings that were blessings close to his heart. The moon looking down at them, making sure to protect the incubus and his netherlings.

Because even the moon knows...

How much the incubus cherished the netherlings.

The beings who changed his life.

Happy Birthday, Zander Netherbrand.

May the years to come forever be in your favor.

I.. kinda teared up at the last part-

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the way he kisses you - He's so impatient, he's so hungry for you. Its like he's trying to consume you, he kisses you like its the last time. He pulls you in, his hand on your waist and another hand on your cheek. he kisses you until you both run out of breath, and then again and again. He pulls you in so close by the waist he's almost carrying you at this point. He just wants more of you, can't you forgive him for that?

But sometimes its soft, sometimes he just gets lost in it. He'll get lost in the sweetness of your lips. The way — the way you just pull him in like that. The way you put your arms around his neck and slowly make him melt into you, into your touch. Please just kiss him once more, please he begs of you.

The way he holds you - He way he's so hesitant to ask for just one embrace, the way he's so hesitant to just put his hands around your waist and hold you closer to him. The way he waits patiently at night for when you ask him if he can cuddle you when you sleep.

before he can open his mouth and say these things, the sneeze you’d been fighting takes you by surprise. you immediately turn away and lift your elbow, sneezing into it not once, not twice, but five times in quick succession.

(okay, so maybe you were feeling a little under the weather.)

you turn away from the dresser with a sharp look in your eye, just daring him to let slip the i told you so that always seemed to be sitting on the tip of his tongue.

instead, you feel his fingers tugging at the laces of your dress and his lips pressing softly against your forehead. (too warm, you swear he murmurs.)

“we don’t have to go if you aren’t feeling well. nilou will understand. do you really want to be fighting a cold while you’re surrounded by a group of your friends—”

“our friends,” you correct with a sniffle.

he ignores you. “who are going to make you—”

“make us.” 

“—endure cake and small talk?”

you roll your eyes. for someone so fearsome, your husband really could be quite dramatic, brought to his knees by something as simple as cake and small talk. 

“we missed her performance last month because we were stuck with work, so we’re not missing her birthday.” you turn around to shove lightly at his shoulder. “and don’t think you can use my cold as an excuse to get out of this party.”

alhaitham pulls back to look down at you with an irritating combination of a scoff and a smirk on his lips. “ah, so you finally admit that you have a cold? maybe if you’d taken the vitamin c for your immunity like someone suggested...”

“those supplements taste like shit, haitham,” you cough, expression pinching as you recall the disgusting tablets that you’ve called ‘not as good as the real thing.’ “the only vitamin c i like is in those mondstadt imported sunsettias...”

“you’re like a child,” he scolds. “now get undressed and back in bed before—”

“undressed?” you question, swatting his hands away from your dress. “i’m going to the party.”

“no, you’re not.”

“what if i—”

“no.”

“but darling—”

“sorry, love, but you’re not going anywhere tonight,” he decides, ignoring your quiet grumbles of protest. “i know you don’t get sick often, but when you do it hits you pretty hard.”

he leaves the room briefly at that, returning with something sitting in his palm. 

you shake your head, holding your hands out to keep him back. “no. no! that stuff is worse than the vitamin c.”

“huh, if you’d taken that, then maybe you could have avoided this.” he hums, unscrewing the lid and letting that disgustingly sweet, syrupy scent flood the room. it was so potent that even you clogged sinuses could pick it up. “perhaps, doctor, one of these years you’ll learn to take your own advice. or perhaps listen to your husband’s…”

you lean backwards when he reaches for your chin. “haitham, if you make me drink that i will call the general mahamatra on you.”

“go ahead, he doesn’t scare me.”

he tries again, only for you to side-step his hand. “take your damn medicine!” 

“you’re not supposed to yell at a sick person!” 

“i’m not yelling. i’m simply insisting because you are being childish.”

maybe you were being childish, but that medicine was just so damn gross. “can i at least go down and say hi to everyone?” you try. “it’s been so long since i’ve seen them all.”

“fine, but only for ten minutes. and you have to take your medicine first.”

“but it always makes me sleepy,” you argue. “then you’ll be there enduring cake and small talk all by yourself.”

“it’s a birthday party, not a war. i think i’ll survive.”

you scowl at him, snatching the bottle and taking a gulp of the bitter liquid. “yeah, yeah. just wait until a drunk kaveh gets his hands on you and i’m not there to save you.”

the medicine starts taking effect almost instantly. you make it eleven minutes on your own feet before you’re clinging to alhaitham’s arm and leaning heavily into his side, nose still leaking and throat still tickling.

by then, all it takes is a single, ‘you don’t look too well’ from tighnari to convince alhaitham to drag you up into nilou’s spare room and into bed. 

too disoriented and drowsy to argue anymore, you thank him dazedly and reach out to pat his cheek before letting your eyes drift shut.

__________

you’re not too sure how long it’s been when you wakes, but when you pry your tired eyes open, there’s a tray of steaming food on your bedside table. the room is glowing and warm, the source being the flickering candle that alhaithm is reading his book under

he glances up when you shift in bed, closing his book. “feeling better?” 

“‘m not leaking anymore,” you shrugs, rubbing at the tip of your nose. “how long was i out for?”

“a little over two hours,” he answers, taking a seat at your bedside and pressing a hand to your forehead. “you’re not as warm as before. the medicine must be working.”

“yeah, well i still feel gross,” you mutter, not wanting to give that disgusting concoction too much credit.

“you look it, too.”

“the akademiya scribe,” you mutter, swinging your legs over the edge of the bed. “charming as ever.” 

he scoffs at that, scooping up the tray of food in one hand and offering you his other. “charming enough that the amurta darshan’s sage took my last name.”

“well, don’t let it get to your head,” you huff, taking his hand and letting him pull you to your feet. his thumb strokes your wedding band as he guides you to sit on a fur rug positioned in front of the fire. “pretty hard to say no to a guy that practically begs you to marry him.” 

“it was not begging—”

“haitham, dearest, that’s exactly what it was.”

you burst into a fit of giggles when he tells you to save it, his cheeks turning pink at the memory. your laughter quickly dissolves into a series of coughs, to which alhaitham pounds you on the back a little harder than necessary. 

“alright, you had your fun,” he murmurs, picking up a bowl of soup. “you need to eat something. i made your favourite,” he dips the spoon into the bowl. “i already picked out the cabbage,” he adds when you open your mouth to complain. 

unable to deny the slight rumble of your stomach, you reach for the spoon in his hand, pouting when he pulls it away. “i can feed myself,” you protest, voice hoarse from your coughing fit.

“the last time i let you feed yourself when you were sick, you sneezed and ended up throwing a spoonful of soup in my face,” he reminds you, the grim look on his face making it seem as if you’d stabbed him with the spoon instead. “open up.”

you narrow your eyes at the spoonful of soup. “it’s red,” you state. the original colour of recipe was a warm, almost translucent gold. 

“good to know your eyes are still working.”

“haitham,” you groan. “you know i don’t handle spice as well as you.”

“it’ll help clear up your sinuses,” he reasons, though there’s something teasing twitching at the corner of his lips. 

your body is wracked by another series of sneezes, each one stronger than the last, making him laugh.

“are you sure you’re done?” he teases, handing you a tissue.

“a good husband would just say, bless you,” you pout, blowing your nose and weakly tossing the soiled tissue at him. 

defeated by a clogged nose and a smug husband, you reluctantly open your mouth and let him spoon-feed you the eye-wateringly spicy soup. it slides down your throat like fire, and it…kind of does help with your sinuses and throat. 

you’d never admit that, though. it’s a new low you’ve discovered, a doctor taking medical advice from a semiotics major. 

the universe always finds ways to keep us humble.

when the bowl is half-empty and alhaitham is convinced you’ve eaten enough, he sets the bowl aside and wraps a blanket around your shoulders before he goes. your eyes are drooping again, the result of a warm blanket enveloping you and a satisfied stomach. 

he returns with a glass of water and a cool washcloth, gently pressing it to your forehead before situating himself behind you. “need anything else?”

letting yourself relax against his chest, you shake your head. his arms are warm around you, the steady sound of his heart and the soothing light of the candle slowly lulling you to sleep once more. 

“shouldn’t you get back to the party?” you murmur sleepily. but you’re already snuggling against him, hands curling greedily into the soft material of his shirt to keep him close.

“not particularly. i’ve already greeted nilou and done my share of…small talk,” he explains quietly. his small sigh is heavy, his posture deflating slightly. it wasn’t that he disliked your shared friends or their company, it was just that his social battery ran out faster than others, and without you there to keep him afloat? two hours was more than enough for him. 

“besides, i can’t exactly relax if i know that you’re up here positively suffering.” 

“you’re teasing me, but fine, i’ll let you stay.”