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for my birthday i become a real person
Isabella Marie Swan ✴ "Stella"
self_composed
The eighteenth birthday is the best one. Bella is no longer A Minor. She no longer needs Charlie's or Renée's permission to do random things that real people are allowed to do. She still can't drink, but she doesn't feel like throwing her cognitive edge out a window anyway.
Also, she is going to get a cake.
Also, she is going to get a cake.
Alice
edgeofyourseat
It turns out that a cake Tegu would have to be insufficiently delicious. So the cake is only inspired by Tegu. It is the black of strong chocolate, with a glossy black chocolate shell in lieu of frosting, and eighteen golden candles chasing one another along its top surface trailing Tegu-like golden streaks. And since the tiered circles design was vetoed, it is rectangular, made in two layers with bright golden frosting between.
Alice carries it through the door in an enormous plain white cardboard box, reinforced on the bottom with two extra layers of thicker cardboard. Instead of de-invisibling in the stairs, he sneaks all the way outside to visibly come back inside and take the elevator. Helpful strangers push the buttons for him.
Alice carries it through the door in an enormous plain white cardboard box, reinforced on the bottom with two extra layers of thicker cardboard. Instead of de-invisibling in the stairs, he sneaks all the way outside to visibly come back inside and take the elevator. Helpful strangers push the buttons for him.
Isabella Marie Swan ✴ "Stella"
self_composed
Bella laughs, and decides to actually do that. She picks the hex-power of variable cognitive speedup that she's been turning over in her head for a while now. "Do you think it'll come true?" she asks Alice in her corniest voice, after blowing out the candles.
Alice
edgeofyourseat
"Okay, hold up," says Alice, laughing. "Birthday girl first."
He cuts Bella her desired slice; it takes a little work to get the knife through the chocolatey shell in some places, but he manages it in the end. Then he moves on to the next nearest person, and so on until everyone in the room has been served, at which point he finally hacks himself off a corner.
He cuts Bella her desired slice; it takes a little work to get the knife through the chocolatey shell in some places, but he manages it in the end. Then he moves on to the next nearest person, and so on until everyone in the room has been served, at which point he finally hacks himself off a corner.
Isabella Marie Swan ✴ "Stella"
self_composed
Bella cuts it out before it descends into unreasonable PDA, though.
"What'd you get for your birthday besides cake?" asks one of the random hall residents.
"Besides this lovely cake? My mom sent me a make-your-own-candle kit and a batch of homemade crackers, and my dad got me some books I wanted," Bella says.
"What'd you get for your birthday besides cake?" asks one of the random hall residents.
"Besides this lovely cake? My mom sent me a make-your-own-candle kit and a batch of homemade crackers, and my dad got me some books I wanted," Bella says.