Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note. I'm not smart enough to come up with anything so genius xD

"Matt!" Mello whined, "Can I take off this blindfold yet?"

Matt looked back at him (not that Mello could see) and said, "No."

"But I can't see where I'm going!"

"I'm pretty sure that's the point."

"Grrrrr..."

"...Did you just 'grrr' at me...?"

Mello sniffed disdainfully from under his blindfold, "As a matter of fact, I did."

For the life of him, Matt couldn't think of anything to say to that, so their walk lapsed into silence.

"Matt?"

"What?"

"Can I take it off yet?"

"No."

"Now?"

"No."

"How 'bout now?"

"No, Mello, now shut up and be patient. We're almost there."

And Mello tried. He really did.

But alas, he wouldn't be Mello if he had the patience needed for this task.

"Matt? Where are we going?"

Matt suppressd the urge to strangle his best friend.

"I told you already. It's a surprise."

"But I don't want it to be a surprise. I want to know now."

Matt came to an abrupt halt, causing Mello to bump into him and fall on his ass.

"Ow! Warn a guy next time, will ya?"

Mello scrambled back to his feet.

"We're here," was all Matt said, "Go ahead and take off the blindfold."

Eagerly, Mello did as he was told for once.

He felt his jaw drop and didn't bother to close it.

As he took in the sight before him, Mello decided that this was officially the best birthday present ever given in the history of birthdays. Period. No competition what-so-ever.

Everywhere he looked, there was chocolate: Dark, milk, white, and everything in between.

Scattered around the room, there were dozens of carts that hosted every kind of chocolate confection you could possibly imagine. A triple chocolate cake towered at least three feet above their heads.

To the right, was an extremely impressive looking chocolate fountain. Little cups made out of chocolate wafer were set out next to the fountain, so one could drink from it if they wished.

In the middle of it all was the biggest bar of chocolate Mello had ever seen in his entire life. It was huge. No, huge didn't even begin to describe it. This was the mother of all chocolate bars. Hell, this was the mother and the father.

Judging by the width and height of it, there had to be at least 40 pounds of pure, delicious chocolate in the thing.

He could feel himself salivating. Let us not forget that Mello's mouth still hadn't managed to close itself.

"Oh. My. Godiva," was all he could manage to say. It pretty much summed up the moment, in his expert opinion.

L, who had been there the whole time but gone unoticed in Mello's euphoria, turned a stern look in Mello's direction.

"Mello. You should know better than anyone else not to use that name in vain."

Mello didn't hear him. He was too busy swimming in the chocolate fountain.

His thoughts were something like this: Chocolate. Chocolate. Chocolate. Gonna eat me some chocolate. Chocolate. CHOCOLATE!

The plot bunnies were on my side with this one =]]

Hope you all enjoy it!

~Funky Bracelet Chick