(Minty's POV)

I'm in Swizzle's house, lying in his bed next to him in his bedroom. It is December 12th, and it's my birthday!

I can't tell if I'm really excited about it or not.

Every year, it's the same thing after our daily Roster Race: a small gathering with cake, ice cream, and birthday presents. Of course Swizz is there, along with a few of my other friends like Snowanna, Adorabeezle, Gloyd, Vanellope, Rancis, Candlehead, Crumbelina, and my sisters Sticky and Torvald.

It's great and all, but I just wish that this year, something different would take place. Like a big Candy Castle party. If anyone even remembers this year, that is.

But, whatever goes on, I'll be happy with it.


Minty sits up in Swizzle's bed and stretches.

"Well, might as well get up and make breakfast." she says, sighing and shoving her feet into her green fuzzy bedroom slippers. She goes into the kitchen.

Minty takes out a bag of chocolate chips, some pancake mix, and a skillet.

After making batter for the pancakes, she dumps the whole bag of chocolate chips into the pancake batter, stirs it, and gets to work making the pancakes.

She makes enough pancakes for her and Swizzle, then puts both plates on the kitchen table.

Minutes later, Swizzle comes into the kitchen in his normal racing clothes and sits at the table.

"Good morning, Swizzy." Minty says to him as she pours orange juice into his glass and squirts chocolate syrup on top of his pancakes.

"Morning, Mints. Wow, this looks great!" he says excitedly as he starts eating his breakfast.

"I made this because today's a special day." Minty replied.

"A special day?" Swizzle asked, taking another bite of his pancakes.

"Well, yeah. Don't you know what day it is today?" she asks him, arms folded.

"Well, let's see, is it Tuesday?" Swizzle guesses.

"No." Minty replies.

"Is it Arbor Day?" He tries again.

Minty shakes her head.

Swizzle gives it one last try. "Is it Halloween?"

Minty stomps her feet impatiently, and gets very angry.

"NO! It's my birthday!" Minty shouts at Swizzle.

"Oh, that's nice." Swizzle pretends not to hear her.

"I'm serious!" Minty shouts again.

Swizzle ignores her shouts, and continues eating.

"Okay, that's it! I give up!" Minty stomps upstairs to Swizzle's bedroom, puts on her normal racing attire, runs out Swizzle's front door, and gets in her kart.

As she starts up her Veloci-Wrapper, she feels tears stinging her eyes as she drives away.

I can't believe Swizzle actually forgot my birthday...


Meanwhile, President Vanellope was sitting in her throne room, eating cookies & cream flavored Pop-Tarts as she looks at a green notebook on her desk.

"This is going to be Minty's best birthday ever!" she thinks to herself as she looks over the plans for Minty's surprise party that her and Swizzle talked about for weeks.

She knows that Swizzle wanted nothing more than to celebrate Minty's special day with a gigantic party, so as president, she would make that happen.

"Minty's a nice racer, and she totally deserves this." Vanellope thought as she got dressed in her mint green hoodie, Reese's wrapper skirt, leggings with mismatched stripes, and her small black boots with the pink icing soles.

Putting her candy-laden black hair into a ponytail with a strip of red licorice, she grabs her racing helmet and runs out the castle doors.