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[HEY LOOK IT'S SHIRO'S BIRTHDAY

For simplicity's sake we'll say that they managed to get back into bubble-city before his birthday happened, since threesomes on a crowded island are kind of awkward.

But anyway, he's lounging around in the living room, watching some tv because seriously what else would someone do on their birthday? It's not like he wanted a cake with skulls on it or anything.]

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[Sorry did you say "cake with skulls on it"?

Actually no, Stein's not getting you a cake. But how about a little bag of skull-shaped linzer cookies? He made them himself. They're completely edible. And they're being dropped in Shiro's lap.]

That's not how you go about that.

[ Marie is the one coming in the room with a cake with skulls on it. A metric fuckton of skulls, cheerfully decorating a big cake with black icing that seems very strange and jagged. It's lopsided, and there's a sense that at least one of the skulls is staring with its hollow black eyes at any given angle. ]

You have to at least say 'happy birthday,' but, hmm, maybe we should sing instead.

[Jesus Christ what is it with you crazies and your skulls?

Look at this face. Just look at it. Shiro is less than amused at your death cake.]

Okay, I know it's my fiftieth birthday and all, but this is overdoing it on the whole death theme.

[And that's not even getting into the raspberry-bleeding skull cookies.]

I'm a terrible singer. [He can't be perfect at everything.

... Shiro why are you complaining about the cake?]

We're from Death City. Skulls are traditional, no matter what birthday it is.

I did manage to get fifty on there.

[ And she'd piped each one out of icing herself. No store bought death-heads for Shiro! (Not that it was much of an option here.) It was a labor of love and a great deal of poor judgement. ]

Oh no, you don't like them? [ A somewhat overdramatic amount of dismay is evident in her voice. Then to Stein: ] He doesn't like them.

[Sob no Marie don't get depressed like that.

Watch how Shiro quickly changes his tune when he sees how disappointed his friends look.

...okay, just Marie. Stein has too good of a poker face.]

No, no, I like it! Did you really make them yourself? You're pretty talented at it.

[A poker face, or he doesn't care about Shiro's opinion of the cake.]

It's all right, Marie. I'm sure once he eats it he'll forget all about his fear of skulls.

[ Marie cares enough about the reception of the cake for both of them. She's also a fairly simple person when you get to know her, and the attempt at mollifying her is at least partially successful. ]

I did, but I never thought they would be a bad choice.

[ Seriously, he has a fear of skulls?

That just seems like the most outlandish fear. She sets it down on the coffee table, still a little unsure as to whether she should be going back into the kitchen to get plates and such. They can't celebrate with something he's afraid of. ]

I'm not afraid of skulls.

[You two are the worst friends ever.

He sighs.]

Just- come on let's eat it. A birthday cake is no good unless it's eaten, right?

There's no need to act brave just because Marie made you a cake.

Really, I wouldn't be offended...

[ Confused and a little depressed that her cake wasn't liked, but she didn't want to torture him.

Still, she goes off and gets three plates and forks, and also a knife. Automatically, she offers it handle first to Stein because who else would be best at neatly slicing the cake?

(Inside between the two chocolate layers is, unsurprisingly, a strawberry filling. It was cute like that.) ]

[Yes Stein would be the best at ~~dissecting~~ cutting up the cake. As he waits he's still going to try to fix things a little bit because really you two? Really?]

Marie, don't listen to him. He's being a party-pooper. I like the cake.

Glad to hear it.

[Stein will leave you two to puzzle out the mysteries of skull-phobia and party pooping. He's going to cut the cake into reasonable portions.

It's not often that a cake looks like its bleeding, and Stein's obviously slightly amused by the red on the blade of the knife.]

I thought the strawberry was a cheerful touch.

[ No, that was just bizarre and disturbing. ]

[These are his friends. What has become of his life?

He's pretty much reached the point where he's just going to go along with it, because he is old and gives no fucks and it's gone beyond morbid to funny again.]

It's ingenious, I must say.

[Stein's pretty sure it was at least an amusing touch. He's not exactly an expert on "cheerful".]

You might try a vanilla cake next time. The red would show up more clearly.

[ She's beaming now. ]

Hey, we can't all think that far ahead. If Shiro likes it, it's good enough.

You two will have birthdays next, so you could do it then. I'll even get you a present to match the death-cake.

Oh, it's going to be a while before my birthday comes around again. [Stein's birthday was like, last month. But he... didn't tell anyone.]

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