"I told you not to trouble yourself," Arthur sighs, a small smile on his lips as he wakes up to find you hovering over him with a small box. "And what is that you have there, my dear?"

He sits up, reaching to kiss your forehead lovingly as he pulls you in for a hug. For all the years they have been married he never really liked this day, yet you would not pass up the opportunity to spoil him with love and presents. "You never thought of not celebrating it, did you? You love teasing me about how old I am."