In the outskirts of Philadelphia lied a vast, grassy field where people usually have picnics or play sports at during the weekend. It bordered a small forest and was usually the go-to spot of locals and tourists alike whenever they wanted to relax and be in the presence of nature. On this breezy Tuesday night though, the field was completely transformed from a simple venue to one more suited for a party, with fairy lights brightening up the sky like little fireflies and a bunch of colorful, patterned rugs strewn about the place for people to sit down on.

On one side of the field was a long table filled with a bunch of treats -- a popcorn machine next to a wide array of crisps and sweets, along with a few boxes of pizza. Of course, they made sure all of the pizzas didn't have any cheese on them with respect to their guest of honor's peculiar food tastes and there were also absolutely no vegan options offered. On the other side of the venue near the edge of the forest was a basket full of axes so people can enjoy the birthday boy's favorite pastime: cutting down trees or tree felling or woodcutting or whatever it's called in Runescape.

The main attraction was in front though, a single spotlight shining down on a microphone connected to a jukebox that would amplify anyone's voice to be heard throughout the entirety of the city. If you come close enough, you'll see a small booklet dangling off the side which had all of the suggested songs you can sing written on it. Of course, you can always go off the beaten path and sing your own tune, but they made sure the pre-programmed songs had all of the birthday boy's favorites (maybe, we tried our best).

Kaya stepped up to the podium and tapped on the mic a few times, wincing as she heard the feedback before clearing her throat. "Mic test, mic test... is this thing on?" Seeing the nods from the small audience, she smiled and straightened up as she scanned the crowd to check who was already here. Of course, a lot of people from the East Coast arrived early, but it was nice seeing guests from all over the country fly in to celebrate this special day. Her face fell, however, when she realized that Takkar still wasn't there -- the last time he and Kaya spoke, he cried and cowered like a little baby at the prospect of singing a song. Like his favorite food, he was too chicken to get up on stage. Still, Kaya hoped he'd show up at some point as she knew it was going to make their beloved cat friend happy if he arrived, even if he wasn't going to sing his heart out.

It was when she spotted a familiar green feline stroll in that Kaya perked up again, as she knew the party was already about to begin. "Welcome all to DJ Teapot's Jukebox Party! In celebration of Avocato 's birthday, please feel free to eat, cut some trees, party, and of course, sing! I'll start things off with a little rendition of a song he might find familiar from him and my mother Sana's previous lives..." 

After such a moving performance, the spotlight died down and Kaya gulped as she saw how many people actually heard her sing. With even more people slowly streaming in, Kaya was feeling a little bit of stage fright set in so she decided to hop off the stage and get herself a nice strong drink, leaving the jukebox free for the next performer to belt out some tunes on.

After shopping at over a dozen stores, Takkar finally found the perfect gift for his friend Avocato in a questionable shop in the seedy part of town. This specific item was difficult to procure and multiple store clerks shot dirty looks at him whenever he mentioned the item's name. Takkar wasn't about to judge his friend on his odd taste. After all Avocato was one of his oldest and closest friend, and the only one to recognize Takkar's big brain by calling him a fat head whenever he got the chance.

All that scurrying around town like a raccoon made him extremely late and he hurried over to the the picnic ground. He knew he was going to get an earful from Kaya for his tardiness and he was right. As soon as he arrived, she began yelling at him. Oh wait no, Takk was wrong. She was singing. Phew. If not for his sore throat, Takk would have got on stage to perform but alas it was not meant to be.

Takk grabbed a slice of pizza before heading over to get a drink at the makeshift bar. He asked for a cocktail and added "Be sure to mixwell." With the pie in one hand and his drink in the other, he strolled over to a quiet place to enjoy some music. To his right he could see a few of Avocato's friends swinging axes at tress. Takk wasn't a master woodcutter by any means, so he was shy to give it a try.

After finishing his slice, he went in search of the birthday boy. When he found him, Takkar threw his arms around Avocato and wished him. "Happy birthday bud," he smiled and presented him with the very special tentacle whip.

After Kayas astonishing performance it seemed like nobody else dared to go next, luckily Hosico were prepared to do what she was best at, lowering the standards. She jumped onto the jukebox and selected one of Avocatos favorite songs...  After finishing the song, she jumped down and went to look for Kaya at the bar, knowing about her low tolerance towards alcohol she had to make sure someone was looking after her. On her way she passed by the green cat and gave him her best congratulation. “Hiya Avocato happy birthday, you’re cool ok? Ok bye.”

Being a singer/songwriter, Cinnamon was not going to let the opportunity to sing pass by, and promptly made his way through the crowd, wearing his trademark acoustic guitar as a backpack. Taking one final puff of his joint before flicking the dowt into a nearby puddle with expert precision, he starts strumming away as the intro grows in tempo and volume he starts speaking:

”Ahh, my young feline friend... many folk have had many nicknames for you during our time; from Mudkip to Avocato, you’ve always been a loyal acquaintance, and a good friend. Happy birthday Princess Danielle - yer a belter! Please accept this rendition as a token of my enduring friendship and admiration. Also please excuse the tonedeaf fool singing over the top. Clown can’t sing worth a shit!”

Laughing loudly, Cinnamon begins belting out his own classic karaoke song.

Saanvi was looking in her agenda when she noticed it was someones birthday.
Oh that is fantastic, finally a celebration where Saanvi could go to and really dress up.

She received an invitation to attend the birthday party but it was a bit strange.
It said:

"To attend the party, you must bring a special gift, something with your voice and be original."

Now Saanvi could think of a few things to do with her voice. 
She could write a poem and perform it. 
She could also write a little story and read it out loud.

Nah she tought that when she would start talking, Avocato would interrupt her immediately, like he always does.

Then suddenly a brilliant idea came up. Avocato and Saanvi go a long way back and the only thing he never heard was her singing. Of course she was not a talented singer, but everyone knows Saanvi loves music.

Happy Birthday my friend. Have a fantastic day.

And then the music started playing.

Asher got a call from his PA letting him know it’s his good friend avocato birthday today.

Having received an invitation a few days ago he had thought long and hard about the gift he was going to get him, when suddenly it struck him. In preparation of avocato birthday, Asher has been watching MTV cribs and getting a feel for what’s ‘hip’ and ‘with it’ right now.

listening to everyone perform was a real eye opener. He then brought his friend a beer and wished him a happy birthday! 

“Happy birthday mate, I hope you enjoy that beer”

When Karizma got her invitation, at first she was excited to celebrate her dear friend Avocato's birthday, but then she was dismayed to see that it would be a karaoke party. She practiced different songs in the shower, in her car, in her head, but no matter what, all she could think about was that she sounded like a shrieking cat. That was when she got her great idea!

Once at the party, she purposely stayed behind the others and waited until most of the crowd weren't paying attention. With several drinks of liquid courage in her, she finally approached the small stage area and gingerly picked up the mic.

"Avocato, though I haven't had the pleasure of knowing you for very long, you're easily one of favourite people and I'm so honoured to call you my friend. I really wanted to sing you something special and I did alot of practicing. So Happy Birthday to you, hope it's your best one yet!"

From a small distance, Tammy was looking at everything that was happening. A proper Godfather Galore. The mediocre couldn't help to feel overwhelmed just from being able to watch what was going on. People were eating cheeseless pizza, handing gifts to Avocato, drinking (too much) and they actually were using the microphone Kaya had arranged. It was an extremely joyful sight. Apart from the whip-moment with Takkar, that was..

In a crew meeting so secret even Borat and Lance didn't know it took place, Lance and Tammy had decided that they would bring several dozens of bowls of custard as their contribution to the Jukebox Party. Ricky_Bobby was assigned to bring them over and place them next to the pizza boxes, but as Ricky was becoming a dedicated member of the Union, the custard was nowhere near being in sight yet. As she waited, Tammy listened to Saanvi and understood her present would nt be worth anything if they wouldn't sing along with it. Tammy checked if Lance had already arrived on his bike. He was supposed to be a little later than she was, as he still had to pick up a little package at the doctor's office of Carlo Santuccione. Lance had found it extremely important to do so.

After Karizma had wished Avocato a happy birthday, Tammy decided to walk towards the microphone. She investigated the little booklet and encountered Page 4.

This is interesting.., Tammy mumbled into the microphone, never having used or seen one before. Her voice was hearable all over the field.

It looks like I can sing everything I want then.. If Lance was here I could ask him to be my backing vocal.. The crowd wondered why Tammy spoke so much without singing. What was the lyrics again.. I only know Today's Special version and I know it was similar..

She kept on mumbling and seemed to just choose the version of Ben Selvin's Happy Days are Here Again she knew

So.. it will be.. she memorized one more time and said, still loud, from everyone to hear

Forget your troubles and just get custard..
You better whisk all your clumps away..
Shout I want custard! 
And just get happy!

That should do..
Now..
How do I turn this thing on..?

There was a loud irritating noise as Tammy searched around the jukebox and the microphone

Ah! Here it is. Tammy turned the switch and the sound went off..

She smiled, kickes off her heels to feel the atmosphere better, inhaled and then gave it all she had, her back straight, her hands up in the air as she sang about custard and the joy it brings, without anyone hearing her..

Tony arrived to the party already intoxicated as he usually did. This time however he had a reason, he wanted people to see he was too intoxicated to get up on stage and start making everyone's ears bleed with his lack of vocal talents. Tony spotted many familiar faces of Philly and various other cities had also gathered for the festivities. He walked up to them and started socializing. From the corner of his eye he noticed the main attraction of the evening and started making his way over to avocato.

Hey dear friend, wishing you an amazing birthday, so glad we got to know each other. You have been nothing but a good boy. 

Tony pets the top of avocato head until he started purring at which Tony starting thinking this was a little awkward and weird. He resumed to speaking with him instead.

Avocato here is a great bottle of wine from my personal collection and I also brought you your favorite cat treats that you love so much.

Tony returned to socialize with the rest of the guests as avocato went back for another nap; it seemed as that was his main pass time.

Kaya & Takkar ensured Velvet wouldn't forget about Avocato's Birthday bash they were planning with the whole of Philly by coating her wallet with superglue before sticking down the invite, grimacing at the pair she huffed muttering under her breath "Unbelievable I was late once... or maybe twice.."

Velvet searched high and low for a engraver that wouldn't end up in hysterics over her request, she knew her bud wasn't the best at reading... singing was er.. questionable however his mew's could be heard across South Philly mostly out of tune. She Visited the local fish market to get him a snapper or tuna as a gag present predicting he'd whack someone with it during a fun game of Among us. As she heard the fishman holla through a piece of hollowed out metal projecting his voice a little further "Ah Huh! perfect! " she thought to herself approaching the gent making small talk she asked where he got the megaphone from he pointed to a stall a short stroll away. Making tracks she purchases one getting it wrapped as she was all thumbs with that stuff... Pleased with herself she checks her pocket watch there was time to spare she hurried to the park.

Music was heard over the rolling hills, as huffed up the hill her eyes were met with strings of fair lights, tables filled with his favorite treats, seeing the Philly family here was something special, awaiting a snark remark from Takkar hurrying along past him while he was distracted by tunes she made her way over to the Birthday Boy her bag ruffling

"Happy Birthday Mr. Avocato I hope you've had an awesome day! I found someone to assist you with you booming your beautiful mew's across Philly.. I hope you like it" giving him a big squishy cuddle before she get's ready to hit the stage she spots a waiter with a tray full of whiskey, sinking a couple glasses back to back she hit's the stage, tapping the mic a few time's

"I apologize in advanced.... but here we go! This is for you Mr Avocato!" she clears her throat sweat pouring off her brow.