-TAKE 1! CAKE!-
Miles slammed the taxi door closed.
He sighed happily.
He was back in California in his big, almost abandoned home.
Which had a clean yard.
Even though he hasn't touched this place since he was nine. . .
He already suspected someone had invited themselves inside the home when he walked up the walkway and opened the door. And surely, streamers covered his house and people jumped out yelling,
"SURPRISE!"
He looked at them with a straight face. Phoenix, Maya, Pearl, Dick, and Maggey smiled back at him. Franziska had jumped out too but she was more glaring slash smirking at him more then smiling.
Miles sweat dropped at Franziska's "warm welcome" face, but shook it off and noticed Larry wasn't around. (Even he doesn't really care about Larry anyways, he was just curious.)
"The imbecile? I mean, Larry?"
Franziska, who had sat down and finished drinking her tea, looked at the large fake looking cake in the middle of the living room.
"Why don't you ask the cake?"
Miles looked at the cake as well, and walk up to it (pushing Maya and Dick out of the way in the process).
"Um, Cake, where's Larry?"
The cake exploded.
Or more like someone jumped out.
"RIGHT HERE!"
One naked Larry Butz, covered in cake bits, was presented to them. (Luckily, Maya was ready for this surprise so she covered Pearl's eyes.)
And luckily, a huge chunk of vanilla cake covered "Mini Larry".