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Sandy was doing his taxes in the kitchen. There were papers sprawled everywhere. In his hand he held Ryan's birth certificate, and he was staring at it intently. At that very moment, Kirsten walked through the door. "Hey sweetie!" she said, grabbing a mug to pour some coffee. "What ya looking at?" she asked. Sandy looked at her, a half smile on his face. She always made him smile. "Nothing, it's just...did you know it was Ryan's birthday in a week?" Kirsten looked a little confused as she replied: "Yeah...you didn't?" Sandy chuckled a little, trying to decide whether or not to confess that he had forgotten his son's birthday. "Well, of course I, uh, I didn't." he said quietly. Kirsten laughed a little and drank her coffee.
Seth sneaked in, a silly grin on his face. "Hello family..." he leaned over to see what Sandy was looking at. "What's that?" he asked curiously. Sandy playfully whacked him on the head with the birth certificate. "Hey Seth, did you know that it's Ryan's birthday in a week?" Seth looked from Sandy to Kirsten and back again. He let himself half smile and said: "Yeah...you didn't?" Kirsten snorted to hold in her laughter. She skipped over to Seth and gave him a hug. "I told you he takes after me!" Sandy shook his head and rolled his eyes. "So are we like, planning a party or something?" asked Kirsten. Sandy gave a thoughtful look and nodded. "He won't want one." said Seth, knowing all too well that Ryan was a very humble and quiet person. "Well then we'll throw a surprise one!" answered Sandy. "Seth, don't tell Ryan though, ok?" Ryan walked in right as he said that, and looked at the trio with a confused look on his face. "Don't tell me what?" Seth smiled nervously and Sandy raised his eyebrows in surprise at the presence of his adopted son. Kirsten, however, did not hesitate to lie."We didn't want Seth to tell you about the Summer...uh...Summer Solstice party we're planning! We didn't want you to help too much because Seth needs to build some muscles." She smiled as Seth mumbled: "Thanks, mom." Ryan didn't look very convinced. "Are you sure you don't want any help?" he asked, a little smile growing on his face as he saw the two Cohen men looking at the ground, trying to let Kirsten take care of the situation. "No, but thanks sweetie!" she said, practically kicking Ryan out of the kitchen.
Ryan knew something was going on with the Cohens. They were planning something, but he didn't know what. He looked at his calendar. There on the 22nd of June, in small, unimportant writing was scribbled "My 17th birthday." Ryan sighed. "They can't possibly be throwing me a birthday party. That would just be stupid." He lifted the curtains that were draped over his windows, and peered into the kitchen. There he saw the three Cohens looking at the newspaper and talking. Ryan laughed a little. "Nah.." he thought aloud to himself. "They can't think I'm that dumb that they can throw me a party without me noticing."
Inside the house the Cohens were busily thinking of ways to distract Ryan so they could throw the party. "I'll take him to a party at Marissa's house and bring him back in time to celebrate!" he said. Marissa and Ryan had had trust problems in the past. Marissa hadn't believed in Ryan when he wanted to help her. The result had been Oliver trying to kill himself. The two had gotten past that issue, though, and were back together. At least for the moment. "Great!" said Sandy. "Let's plan a party."
Sandy was doing his taxes in the kitchen. There were papers sprawled everywhere. In his hand he held Ryan's birth certificate, and he was staring at it intently. At that very moment, Kirsten walked through the door. "Hey sweetie!" she said, grabbing a mug to pour some coffee. "What ya looking at?" she asked. Sandy looked at her, a half smile on his face. She always made him smile. "Nothing, it's just...did you know it was Ryan's birthday in a week?" Kirsten looked a little confused as she replied: "Yeah...you didn't?" Sandy chuckled a little, trying to decide whether or not to confess that he had forgotten his son's birthday. "Well, of course I, uh, I didn't." he said quietly. Kirsten laughed a little and drank her coffee.
Seth sneaked in, a silly grin on his face. "Hello family..." he leaned over to see what Sandy was looking at. "What's that?" he asked curiously. Sandy playfully whacked him on the head with the birth certificate. "Hey Seth, did you know that it's Ryan's birthday in a week?" Seth looked from Sandy to Kirsten and back again. He let himself half smile and said: "Yeah...you didn't?" Kirsten snorted to hold in her laughter. She skipped over to Seth and gave him a hug. "I told you he takes after me!" Sandy shook his head and rolled his eyes. "So are we like, planning a party or something?" asked Kirsten. Sandy gave a thoughtful look and nodded. "He won't want one." said Seth, knowing all too well that Ryan was a very humble and quiet person. "Well then we'll throw a surprise one!" answered Sandy. "Seth, don't tell Ryan though, ok?" Ryan walked in right as he said that, and looked at the trio with a confused look on his face. "Don't tell me what?" Seth smiled nervously and Sandy raised his eyebrows in surprise at the presence of his adopted son. Kirsten, however, did not hesitate to lie."We didn't want Seth to tell you about the Summer...uh...Summer Solstice party we're planning! We didn't want you to help too much because Seth needs to build some muscles." She smiled as Seth mumbled: "Thanks, mom." Ryan didn't look very convinced. "Are you sure you don't want any help?" he asked, a little smile growing on his face as he saw the two Cohen men looking at the ground, trying to let Kirsten take care of the situation. "No, but thanks sweetie!" she said, practically kicking Ryan out of the kitchen.
Ryan knew something was going on with the Cohens. They were planning something, but he didn't know what. He looked at his calendar. There on the 22nd of June, in small, unimportant writing was scribbled "My 17th birthday." Ryan sighed. "They can't possibly be throwing me a birthday party. That would just be stupid." He lifted the curtains that were draped over his windows, and peered into the kitchen. There he saw the three Cohens looking at the newspaper and talking. Ryan laughed a little. "Nah.." he thought aloud to himself. "They can't think I'm that dumb that they can throw me a party without me noticing."
Inside the house the Cohens were busily thinking of ways to distract Ryan so they could throw the party. "I'll take him to a party at Marissa's house and bring him back in time to celebrate!" he said. Marissa and Ryan had had trust problems in the past. Marissa hadn't believed in Ryan when he wanted to help her. The result had been Oliver trying to kill himself. The two had gotten past that issue, though, and were back together. At least for the moment. "Great!" said Sandy. "Let's plan a party."