Disclaimer – I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!
*Rated T for Teen
Party
"Happy Birthday, dear Joey! Happy Birthday to you!" the blond's friends and lover sang as Seto brought out his birthday cake. Quickly blowing out the candles, everyone applauded while throwing confetti.
"Would you do the honors in cutting your cake, Puppy?" Seto asked.
"Sure!" Joey replied excitedly as he proceeded to cut the cake, but then he stopped. "They gave me the wrong cake!"
His friends—unknown to him—were trying very hard not to snicker. Even Seto was having a difficult time staying serious.
"What do you mean, Pup?"
"My cake doesn't say, 'Happy Birthday' at all! This is someone else's cake!" The blond was becoming hysterical; he thought someone else had his birthday cake.
"It doesn't say, 'Happy Birthday?' Well, that's odd," stated Mokuba, smirking.
"Odd? This is horrible! Someone else is eatin' my birthday cake!"
"Puppy, what does this cake say that's made you so upset?"
Joey blanched. He only noticed that it hadn't said, 'Happy Birthday.' The blond hadn't bothered to check what it actually said.
"Um…it says, 'Will ya marry me? Love…Set…o.' U-Uh." His head shot up and he stared at the brunet.
"Your obliviousness is just too cute sometimes, Puppy. So, will you finally be mine for now and forever?" Seto asked as he approached his lover, a small velvet box with an engagement ring in his hand.
Joey just gaped at him.
But the scene became too much for everyone else; they burst out laughing.
"What's so funny?" the embarrassed blond demanded.
"O-Only you would obsess over someone else eating your birthday cake rather than actually reading the message on it!" stammered Tristan as he laughed.
Glaring at his friends, he turned back to Seto. "I'll marry ya, but on one condition."
Seto raised an eyebrow. "What's that?"
"You help me shut up my friends," finished Joey as he grabbed a handful of cake and launched it at Tristan. It hit him in the mouth, which had recently been open due to his laughing; now he was choking on cake.
"I think I can help with that," said the brunet, taking his own handful of cake and launching it at Yami. It hit him square in the head and he toppled over, cake covered candles sticking to his face.
"Ya didn't have to hit him with the candles, Seto."
"Yes, I did. He laughed at you."
"Everyone laughed at me."
"True, but I needed an excuse to hit Yami. He really gets on my nerves."
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