A/N: Writer's... block... kills...

This is the third fanfic I've attempted to update tonight. u.u; And... I'm not doing well. So... yeah. FORGIVE ME, READERS!

Disclaimer: ShimaGenki doesn't own Golden Sun. Nope. I borrowed both games, and I'm beating the second one. Just don't hate me is all I ask. XD;

Happy Birthday Sheba!

After taking a long trip to the bakery (Felix couldn't make a "perfect" decision because he was worried that Sheba wouldn't like it) both males went looking around shops to find more random things that were excluded from the list.

"Why the heck did we get stuck doing this?" The brunette walked around, looking at the numerous items stacked on the shelves.

"Perhaps it was that you pointed out that you forgot, and Jenna suggested it?" Felix stared at him blankly. "Oh, and of course, you agreed for your own well being."

"...I really do forget easily, don't I?"

"Apparently. As long as Sheba keeps you in tact for remembering her birthday soon enough, I'll get to keep you."

"...Excuse me?" Piers was chuckling as the burly man at the counter seemed to be staring at the two.

"Did I hear birthday? It's your lucky day! I just got these super-rare items in!" Curiousity getting the best of him, Felix walked over, the Lemurian following him. "These magical things are called..." His eyes shifted back and forth, as if looking out for eavesdroppers. "Balloons."

"Ba...lloons?" Immediately, two brown eyes became wide. "Th-they do exist! Well... what do they do!"

"Shh, keep your voice down, boy! People will be all over me if they find out I have these!" He pulled out a small bag with a clown on them, filled with little sacks of different colors. "What you do is take one of the balloons, stretch them, and blow in the hole. Once you fill it with air, tie a knot at the end, and you have yourself a bouncy ball of fun!"

"How much?" Felix's reply was immediate and demanding. The clerk bent over and whispered in his ear. "Holy shmuck, that much! You've got to be kidding!"

"Jenna did put them on the list, Felix," Piers pointed out. "And it'd make Sheba very happy if you got them."

"All right, you got a deal." A great pile of gold was put in the clerk's hand, and a small bag was placed back in Felix's. As they walked off, the clerk was grinning very happily.

"Suckers. Can't be from Madra."

Happy Birthday Sheba!

"Success! We lost a load of gold, but success! We've got everything but a cake! Which we'll have by tomorrow. Oh, happy day!" Felix tackled his companion before realizing what he had done, and got up, brushing off his pants with his face blushing. "I think I'm still sick..."

"Oh, come now. It's not like I don't know how you feel about me, right?" The earthern adept could only stare blankly once more as Piers rose to his side. "There's no reason to be mad at me."

"Unless you set me on fire."

"That would be Jenna's job. I would put you out."

"But what about the time with the campfire?"

"That was an accident! You were the one who stuck his cape too close while huddling it around yourself!"

"But I didn't know you were making it bigger! I should have gotten a warning!"

"...why are we fighting about this?"

"Reason to still be mad at you?"

"You forget easily, but what you remember is idiotic."

"Don't remind me." Felix crossed his arms and headed back the inn, the Mercury adept trailing behind, trying to hide the smirk on his lips.

Happy Birthday Sheba!

The next morning, the two picked up the cake from the bakery (while Piers tried to keep Felix from fussing about every detail) and headed back for the original campsite.

"I wonder if Sheba realised that we left..." Felix thought outloud, overlapping his hands on the back of his neck and stretching his elbows towards the sky.

"I highly doubt she didn't take note of that." The azure-haired male had volunteered to carry the cake, since Felix didn't seem to have luck on his side lately. "Why in the world did you even bother to say that?"

"The silence was bothering me," he replied. Another gust of wind filled the silence. "Like that! It creeps me out!"

"You know, you didn't even want to speak to me yesterday." Piers lifted his eyebrow in a bored but still surprised manner.

"Yeah, well, that was before... uhh, forget it." His face had already begun to flush.

"Haha, don't worry about it, sweet." He reached over and kissed Felix's cheek. "We're almost there, anyhow, so you'll have two girls and an old man bothering you."

"...sweet! That's so much worse than dear!"

"You still mind?"

"DO I EVER!" Piers couldn't help laughing. "WHAT'S SO DARN FUNNY!"

"You are! You are so funny when you're angry like this!" By this time, he had to stop, put the cake down, and just roll in the grass, laughing. Felix, of course, wasn't pleased what-so-ever. Finally calming down, he picked up the cake again and started to walk. "I'm sorry, but I just couldn't help myself."

"Yeah, right... hey, look, we've made it! WHOOPEE!" Felix made a full-speed run for the campsite, where the other three had been waiting.

"Where were you two?" The old wrinkly man asked.

"They were gone?" Sheba blinked mindlessly, like Felix had done several times previously. "I never noticed!"

"Happy Birthday, Sheba!" Felix tossed her a wrapped package. When she opened it, she first lifted the bag of balloons.

"What are these?" Jenna slapped her head, thinking that they'd be blown for her birthday, not given to her as a gift.

"Balloons! Look what else we got for you!" She held up the cape, the material unfolding and falling to the ground. She smiled, pleased. Felix relaxed in his mind. He was safe. That was, until he stretched his arm out, which crashed into Pier's face, and caused him to drop the cake on the brand new cape and in Sheba's lap. Realization took only a few seconds, and both began to run for there lives as a very unhappy birthday girl chased after them.

"YOU TWO ARE DEAD!"

"PIERS, DON'T LET ME DIE!"

"ONLY IF I DON'T DIE MYSELF!"

"Oh, fun!" Jenna was shoveling popcorn in her mouth. Kraden reached for the bag, but the fire adept pulled it closer to her other side. "You have to say please."

"Please."

"Okay." The fire adept put the bag between them, and they watched Sheba beat the crud out of both males who had attempted to make it a "happy birthday."

Luckily, they were going to have a "happy night," if they were both still alive.

THE FREAKING END

A/N: O.o; I started this in February. I finished it in July. How pitiful. ;.; Well, it's finished. The ending was a piece of crap, but at least it's done. Now, I've got a crapload of other things I had wanted to finish and/or write.

Ooh! And I finally got the PS2 and finished Kingdom Hearts! BWAHAHA! (It was in my author notes from a previous chapter O.o; )

...so... um. Happy birthday to me (and Sheba XD; ) from about four or five months ago. (Yes, I planted Sheba's birthday on mine. Go read Shima Ame's fanfics and you'll see why o.o; )