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“Hey Zenium, do you have a moment?” Asked the leader of the phox family. The orange phox walked into his brother’s study after knocking on the door to be let in. Spotting a white button-up shirt and black pants, the blue aristocratic phox stopped painting the scenery of a polar ice cap and turned to face his brother.

“Of course, how can I help?” He asked. He had a brush as a floating ball of colored blue water that he placed back in the bowl on the floor. He placed the brush down and gestured to a seat which Zenion happily took.

“I wanted to ask what all it takes to throw a party?” Zenion asked.

Zenium’s blue-tipped ears flicked up. “Oh? Well, it would first depend on the type of party you want to throw. Depending on the size, you must also consider your budget, venue, catering, guest list, and staff list. And you need to think about when you want the party to take place,” the blue phox pointed out, making Zenion rub his chin.

“Do you have any ideas on what you want to do?” Zenium asked.

“Let’s see… I want to have a huge party… maybe a small city size, no budget. The party should be of all kinds depending on where it’s being held in the city. I’d like it to be all at once too. So, if we’re having a party in like a manor, then it’d be a fancy noble type of party like you’re familiar with. And for the party downtown, it could get a little wild. Then there’s the club party too. I want to invite anyone I know, and we can find as many as we want with the staff to help put it all together and make the venue. Does that help?”

Zenium just stared at him for a moment in pure silence. “I’m sorry but… backtracking a little bit… what is this massive party for? We don’t necessarily have birthdays since we don’t remember the day of our births. Gavin is a great family addition, but I don’t think we need to throw a grand party at that size.”

“Oh, this is to celebrate our 30^th year being in this world,” Zenion smiled. “We’ve appeared in this new world Jan 30^th. I’ve heard from people that celebrating something on the same day and year of your birth becomes your ‘golden year’.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t follow,” Zenium said, leaning forward with his arms on his knees curiously.

“Say for example someone was born April 30^th, 3900. Well, April 30^th 3930 would make them 30 years old on that 30^th day of the month. I don’t know why they call it a golden year, but it is one. I figured we could celebrate with that and just go from there.”
Zenium sigh a little and leaned back in his chair to think, placing a foot on his knee to cross his legs. Zenion waited eagerly to hear what his brother had to say, swaying his tail enthusiastically.