((I can't stop laughing at the picture help they WOULD tho like-))
((Also the cake Ranboo bakes is like a really small one so Michael can eat it by himself.))
Ranboo pulled the cake out of the oven. It was a chocolate cake, and Ranboo was going to add Vanilla icing. He made sure it was done by sticking a fork in the middle. When it came out clean, he set the cake on a rack to cool off before he iced it. Tubbo paced back and forth around the kitchen.
"Did we get the birthday card?" He mumbled. Ranboo rolled his eyes.
"Yes, Tubbo." He said, spreading the icing around.
"What about the gift?" Says Tubbo, worried.
"Yes, Tubbo." Ranboo said, a little annoyed. Tubbo had been panicking for the last half hour.
"What about-" He started before getting interrupted by Ranboo.
"Tubbo, listen to me. We have everything. If we did manage to somehow forget something, I'll run to the store and grab it, okay? Take deep breaths. It's fine." Said Ranboo and Tubbo nodded, calming down. Ranboo grabbed a small taste of cake to test and make sure it was good. It tasted alright, so he put the lid on the container so it wouldn't get messed up. Tubbo went to get Michael. Ranboo smiled as Michael ran downstairs in a bee onsie.
"Happy birthday, Michael!" Ranboo and Tubbo said as Michael grinned and oinked happily. Tubbo handed Michael a gift and he ripped it open. It was a toy firetruck, and Michael was instantly in love and started playing right away. Ranboo smiled and opened the cake. He put the candles on, but didn't light them. Fire scared Michael, so he decided to be on the safe side. He brought the cake over and took pictures as Michael grabbed handfuls and shoved them in his mouth.
"I think he likes it!" Tubbo exclaimed, giggling. When Michael was done, you could hardly see the baby piglin through all the icing and cake he still had on his mouth and hands. Tubbo took Michael upstairs to get a bath and Ranboo cleaned up the table and dishes and the overall mess Michael had made. After the bath, Ranboo and Tubbo sat on the couch and watched tv while Michael played with his new firetruck.
"Did you have a good birthday?" Tubbo asked. Michael oinked happily and nodded.
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Gay Bois (dsmp)
Fanfictionone shots i guess and Im not going to do any 18+ stuff its just going to be fluff
