Birthday RP
"Of course I’m serious! There’s never too much cake. Ooh… We could make a double decker! Or, we could combine them all into one giant cake glob!" He turns to Echo. "No, silly. My mom was baking all night. Dad helped too, although I think he just poofed up the ones he made."
Midnight shudders at the notion. “I would rather not be buried in the resulting cake explosion. Mixing and matching, though… hm…”
"That sounds lik eit could be a bit of fun. It is your birthday, Chaz."
"I don't know about the cake blob part."













