Two: What if a happy birthday was never realized
Episode: The birthday wish.
Birthday forty one.
How had she not aged yet?
Sofia flopped miserably on her bed, groans of frustration muffled by her pillow.
Fixing her birthday had been fun. For the first twenty times. Then got tiresome. Now it was just frustrating her.
She just wanted to be eleven and let the day pass and move on from her plight.
If only she hadn't made that wish.
"Don't start," Sofia moaned, seeing Clover on her bed. "I have a headache. I'm gonna tell Baileywick that I'm sick."
"Wouldn't that disappoint the ones wanting to celebrate your birthday?" The rabbit asked in surprise.
"Exactly."
Clover didn't question it, hopping away as Sofia crossed her arms and muttered a curse word she knew from Cedric under her breath.
Hopefully birthday forty two will be better.