Imagine: You wake up early, you tip-toe past your twin brother Steve's room. Once you get to the kitchen you start to make two chocolate cakes. Two hours later Steve comes down the stairs chanting, "Happy my Birthday! Happy my birthday!" You had just finished the cakes. Yesterday was your birthday, you always rub it in Steve's face that you are a day older than him. "ARE BOTH OF THE CAKES FOR ME?!?!" he shouts. "No, they are for everyone." you say. That's when the rest of the gang busts through the door, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY STEVE!!!!" They all sit down at the table and chat while you cut the cake and hand it out.
(A/N: Hope you like it, I know not all of us and good bakers/cookers but I thought that this would be cute because of Steve's addiction to chocolate cake. Luv ya! Stay Gold <3 Amelia)
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