Vianna couldn't help but grow even more amused as Ferris accusingly asked what she was laughing about, before then pointing out that she was the one who had to kiss him after he'd just had that drink. At this, Vianna's jaw dropped for a second and she gasped with mock surprise before shaking her head. "No way! When did I agree to that?" she said, raising her eyebrows slightly at the boy with amusement still sparkling in her blue eyes. "I think the kisses are gonna have to wait 'til after you've brushed your teeth," she added teasingly.

Vianna giggled with amusement as Ferris asked if she'd honestly deny the birthday boy a kiss just because of his breath, and she nodded her head in response though she was obviously just joking with the boy. As he then slid out of the booth to go conjure up a toothbrush, Vianna chuckled softly and nodded her head. "Alright. Don't take too long," she added, her forehead creasing a bit, as if this was something that was going to take the boy hours and he was leaving her all by herself somewhere horrible rather than the familiar and friendly little pub that was The Three Broomsticks. She watched the boy go for a moment before then returning her attention to her food and finishing off what was left on her plate absentmindedly.

Vianna gave a startled "hey!" as she was toppled over on the seat, only to find the culprit chuckling and greeting her very casually with a 'hello'. Vianna chuckled softly with amusement at this and gently pecked his lips. "Hi, birthday boy," she replied, crystal blue eyes roaming over his features admiringly with the brightest of smiles lighting up her face. "So how does it feel to be eighteen?" she asked.

Vianna grinned as Ferris shared with her that being eighteen felt pretty good before then placing a quick kiss on the girl's lips she was quick to return, and she listened as he then asked if she was going to take him to his birthday of doom. At this, the young girl laughed lightly and nodded her head in response before sitting up on the seat once again. "This is where you get to open your fake present," she said, taking the box she'd pulled out earlier and placing it in the middle of the table, between her and Ferris.

Vianna chuckled softly as Ferris told her she didn't have to do this. "It's a fake present, Professor, you don't have to feel bad," she said, rather amused by how appreciative the boy seemed to be over a fake birthday present. As he unwrapped it, an old raggedy boot came to sight, and Vianna couldn't help but chuckle once more with amusement; it was rather funny to see something like this coming out of a neatly wrapped birthday box. "It's a portkey," Vianna explained. "We'll take it on the count of three. Ready?" she asked, smiling with excitement as her blue eyes returned to the boot that would lead them home.

And only seconds later, Ferris and Vianna found themselves in a new setting, something completely different from the rather dark little pub they had been in only a short moment ago. They were out in the open air now, and they were surrounded by endless miles of grass on one side, and the picturesque blue ocean on the other. And before them stood a very large but very old and well-kept house that was very familiar to the young girl gazing up at it. "C'mon," she said, taking Ferris's hand and quickly leading him through the pathway outlined by well-kept green shrubs and flowers that led up to the large doors of heavily-carved wood. "You ready?"

Vianna gave the boy at her side a sympathetic smile as he rather hesitantly let her know he was ready, before then knocking on the doors. As was usual, Costa the little house-elf opened the door, and on top of her head sat a pointed, colorful hat reading 'Felice compleanno!' The little house-elf barely had a chance to open the doors wide enough for the pair, when a large crowd from inside the house was already stampeding in their direction, startling Vianna who feared for a second there that she might actually get crushed and run over. But not a single one of them attacked the girl; oh no, instead, they attacked Ferris, nearly tackling the boy down as loud 'Happy birthday!'s and 'Felice compleanno!'s began to echo in the air, and in a matter of seconds, the boy was being dragged into the house like some type of rag doll, and straight into the dining room where the large birthday cake with its eighteen candles and a small mountain of neatly-wrapped presents awaited, along with other food Costa had made for all of the house's guests. Vianna had stayed behind at the foyer, helping the poor little house-elf up to her feet as the poor thing had been accidentally run over during all that chaos.

"Sorry, I'm coming!" said Vianna, giving a brief apologetic smile before getting up to her feet once she was sure Costa wasn't dead or anything.

"Quit playing around with the house-elf, Vi, I want cake!" whined Vince from somewhere inside the dining room.

"I wasn't 'playing around'!" said Vianna, brows furrowed disapprovingly as her gaze fell upon her older brother. Very typical of Vince and Vianna to waste no time in getting into the silliest of arguments.

"Oh, don't you two start now!" came Mrs. Vincenzi's voice, throwing a warning look at her younger son and daughter. "Today is Ferris's birthday and the least you two could do is show a little respect and get along," she added before returning her attention to the boy who all of this had been set up for in the first place. "Are you alright, dear? I hope we didn't startle you," she said, obviously not aware that Vianna had forewarned Ferris about this 'surprise' party before getting here. "Come, come closer so you can blow the candles while we sing you happy birthday! Vittorio, have you got the camera?"

Vince snickered. "Oh Mum, that's so embarrassing... he's not turning five, c'mon," he said, though he was obviously quite enjoying all this attention the group was giving Ferris, as he knew attention wasn't something Ferris was too crazy about. Vianna merely gave Ferris a small apologetic smile, well-aware that all of this was something the boy clearly didn't want in the first place, but... Mr. and Mrs. Vincenzi were a little difficult to argue with once they'd made-up their minds.

ooc: Hehe. :lol:

Vianna's eyebrows rose just very slightly as Ferris tightened his grip around her small hand, a bit of amusement in her blue eyes though for the most part she couldn't help feeling a little bad for putting the boy in this uncomfortable position. Once Mr. Vincenzi, who was so short he was actually lost somewhere in the sea of Vincenzi family members, had announced that he had the camera with him, the group began to sing along a happy birthday song for the birthday boy - of course, in English - and once it was over, they all clapped their hands together and urged the boy to blow the candles - Vince being the biggest nag, of course, because he wanted to steal the largest piece of cake.

"Happy birthday, Professor," Vianna told the boy at her side, flashing him the brightest of smiles before standing on her toes to place a kiss on his cheek, blue eyes sparkling with joy now that she no longer had to pretend she'd forgotten his birthday, and there was no more disappointment or sadness in his own brown eyes. She much preferred her happy - or in this case flustered - Professor.

Vianna's smile only widened as the boy at her side turned to her, taking a moment to merely watch her before blowing the candles on his cake, just as the flash of Mr. Vincenzi's camera went off, catching the moment in a photograph that would replay the same scene over and over again for years to come. "Oh wait! He has to wear a birthday hat!" said Giuliana suddenly, pulling off the colourful hat from her head and placing it on the birthday boy's instead, causing Vince to get a fit of chuckles somewhere in the back, Luca joining him soon after as they were apparently the two children of the party.

Vianna, too, couldn't help but chuckle softly at this for a moment before the cake before them magically cut itself into perfectly even pieces and no one had to move to get a piece, as pieces all served themselves in plates that then hovered over to whatever guest didn't have one yet. Vianna watched this with vague interest for a moment before turning back to the boy beside her. "Do you want to open your presents now or after eating?" she asked before glancing cautiously around the room for a quick second and then more quietly adding, "You can't open mine until later tonight, though. Or maybe in the afternoon, after the party's kind of passed," she explained, as if she was talking about some secret plot to rob a bank rather than just a birthday present.

Vianna nodded her head as Ferris decided he'd open his presents later, before then asking the girl why she'd let the others buy him presents, as if this was some sort of crime. The girl's jaw dropped playfully for a moment there before she chuckled softly with amusement. "Because you deserve them," she replied simply, taking a plate into her hands as it hovered before her, waiting to be taken. She flashed the boy a smile and placed a quick, playful kiss on his lips. "C'mon, let's go to the living room. Unless you wanted to stay?" she asked, not wanting to push the boy into doing anything he didn't want to.

Vianna smiled and nodded her head as Ferris agreed to heading over to the living room before leading the way over to it, then sitting down beside the boy as he plopped down on the nearest couch. She took a moment to merely watch him before the most amused of giggles began to escape her lips, though she tried to hide them by covering her lips with a hand. She couldn't help it, though; it was so amusing seeing this 6'3" (or was it 6'4"?) eighteen-year-old boy sitting with a piece of cake in one hand and a very childish birthday hat on his head. She'd definitely never imagined she'd see the boy like this, it was far too amusing a sight.

ooc: :xd:! Good grief, Vi's gonna have to get a ladder to kiss the boy from now on. :rotfl:

Vianna's giggles only seemed to grow as Ferris accusingly asked what she was laughing about, though he seemed to realize it himself only a moment later (she was already sitting, btw). "Aw, Professor... you're so cute," she informed him between giggles, blue eyes watching him adoringly, as if he was a giant version of her precious Fluffy or something. She seemed amused, though, as he didn't seem to realize he had frosting on his upper lip, and this only sent the girl into another fit of amused giggles that lasted a couple moments before she leaned over, cleaning the frosting off the boy's lip with a kiss.