Minecon (A BajanCanadian Fanfic)

Happy Birthday?

*Becca's POV*

I groaned and rolled over, checking the clock.

10:30.

I knew I wouldn't be able to fall back asleep, so I carefully pulled myself from Mitch's grasp and walked downstairs, rubbing my eyes.

In the kitchen, there was no food that was unexpired and I had no clue what the pizza place's number was.

I angrily sighed, trudging back up the steps. I laid back down in the bed, Mitch putting his arms back around me.

After about 30 minutes, I finally fell back asleep.

When I woke back up, it was 12:30 and Mitch was nowhere to be seen.

I went downstairs again, hoping that Mitch had gone to the store or something.

In the kitchen, there was a huge plate of pancakes, eggs, and bacon. Next to it was a bottle of syrup and a tub of butter, along with a glass of apple juice and a note.

I sat down and ate a piece of bacon as I read the note.

Bex,

I went to the store, but not before I made you breakfast. I hope you enjoy it, I really tried to not burn the bacon this time! I'll be back around one, maybe earlier.

Love, Mitch

I smiled and continued to eat, enjoying every bite.

When I was done, the front door began to open and I knew it was Mitch. I walked over to him and kissed his cheek, grabbing a few bags from his hands.

He smiled and kissed my forehead.

"Good morning, babe. How'd you sleep?"

"Pretty good. And that breakfast was amazing," I told him, setting the bags on the counter.

"Glad you liked it. Hey, you wanna go out today? I can take you to some of your favorite places," He suggested.

"Hokeyp, Imma go get dressed," I said, walking upstairs.

I opened what Mitch had said was my drawer and pulled out a pair of black skinny jeans and a t-shirt with a superman symbol on it.

I pulled my hair into a ponytail and put on a pair of converse, at least that's what the tag said they were.

I walked back downstairs, raising my eyebrows in confusion when Mitch saw what I was wearing.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"N-Nothing... You look... Woah..." Mitch said, staring at me, his eyes wide.

"Thanks, babe," I said, smirking. I grabbed what I assumed was Mitch's hoodie and put it on, breathing in his scent.

"You know, that's mine," He said, smirking.

"Yup. It's warm and smells just like you. I'm gonna wear it," I replied.

"Just like always," He laughed. "You always wanted to wear my jackets, always. You even stole a lot of them from me, and you used to sleep in them."

"I understand why..." I mumbled into the jacket.

He laughed and put his arm around me.

"Let's just go," He said, leading me out the door.

*Jerome's POV*

The second that I saw Mitch and Becca pull out of the driveway, I got out of the car, getting the party stuff out from the backseat.

I went to their apartment and began to clean it up and decorate it, nothing too big, just a few baloons and streamers.

Adam was coming with the cake and Olivia and Mat were making sure that everyone knew where to go and when. Mitch was distracting Becca. He was going to bring her back around three, giving Adam, Olivia, Mat and me two hours to get everyone here, everything set up, and everyone hidden.

*LE MAGIKUL TIME SKEEP*

*Mitch's POV*

I took Becca everywhere except where I knew someone we recognized would be. We went to lazer tag and played a game and then we got poutine, which she still said was better than words.

I finally got the text from Jerome telling me that we could go back.

I immediately turned out of the grocery store parking lot, telling Becca that I forgot to get something from home.

We drove back and I got out, checking to make sure the coast was clear before letting Becca get out. I ran to her side of the car and opened the door, helping her get out.

"Thank you very much sir, far too kind," She said, quoting one of the many videos that she had watched within the past few days.

I laughed and took her hand, walking up to our apartment.

*Becca's POV*

When we opened the door, Mitch turned on the lights and a bunch of people jumped up, yelling, "Surprise!! Happy birthday!!"

I knew it wasn't Mitch's birthday, but I didn't know when mine was.

"I-It's my birthday?" I asked, shocked that this many people knew something as simple as when I was born and I didn't.

"Yep," Mitch whispered into my ear, wrapping his arms around my waist. "Happy nineteenth, babe."

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AW YE FILLER CHAPTER CUZ IM TIRED. OH WELL.

MAYBE TOMORROW THERE'LL BE THE CHAPTER WITH THE PARTY AND STUFF, IF NOT TOMORROW THEN SOMETIME THIS WEEKEND.

HOKEYP THANKS FOR READING, BAI DOOOODS.

Much Luv <3