One shot fic. FLUFF AND GIDDYNESS BETWEEN MEEMS AND ROG. XD 3

I write these things for the pleasure of others, and myself. LOL. This mini-fic is in four parts. I have three others following this one. :) I'll call it the Roger Loves Mimi Quadrufic! YEAH! XD Watch out for the other parts… coming up. :)

(Mimi's POV)

Okay, wake up now Mimi. It's your special day. Roger will have breakfast in bed made for you and you'll pretend to love it even if it tastes like crap. Then he'll take a day off from his busy rock star schedule and just be with you.

"Rog?" I turned to my side with a smile.

I found sheets and pillows but the bed was empty.

He's probably just making that special breakfast for me, I thought with a smile.

But no… where's the usual smell of burnt eggs and dead rats?

"Rog, baby?" I walked into the loft. There I found a stressed looking musician in tight leather pants.

"Hey baby, good morning," he ran up and quickly kissed me.

I frowned.

"Where are you going?"

"Band gig. Mucho grande record deal."

I felt my heart slowly sink.

"Aren't you forgetting something? Something today?"

Roger paused.

"OH!"

I grinned.

Roger reached for his box of guitar picks on the table and my smile vanished.

"What would I do without you, Meems?"

He kissed me again and was off. I closed the loft door slowly with tears in my eyes.

"Happy Birthday Mimi."

I sat at the Life during my break and bought a upcake. I placed my one candle on top of the pastry, lit it and blew it out.

"Happy birthday to me," I whispered sadly.

After work, I got my bag and headed home. Everyone seemed to have forgotten me today. Not oneperson had remembered to greet me.

I stopped in front of the loft, swearing I heard someone muttering "Shhh!" I grinned wide and put on my acting face.

"SURPRISE!"

"Oh my!" I brought my hand up to my mouth.

Everyone laughed.

"Since when did you know, Meems?" Collins came up and hugged me.

"When I saw empty beer cartons downstairs," I grinned.

"Damn you, Mo," Roger scolded, smacking Maureen lightly on the arm.

Maureen pouted.

"Happy birthday, baby…" Roger picked me up and kissed me tenderly on the lips. I pressed forward and deepened the kiss, so happy that he hadn't forgotten.

"BIG 21!" Angel exclaimed, opening bottles of booze.

"I got you a present," Roger whispered in my ear.

I giggled and answered, "You didn't have to buy anything."

"Oh, I didn't," Roger grinned evilly and put a ribbon on his forehead.

I laughed.

"What're you getting to, Mr. Davis?" I raised an eyebrow playfully.

He simply whispered in my ear about my special birthday night present. I giggled and kissed him again.

"LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED, YO!"

(Narrator's POV)

After the party, everyone but Roger and Mimi were drunk and exhausted. After Maureen took out her Janet Jackson CD from the player and goodbyes were said, Mimi and Roger fell on the couch, smiling at each other.

"Come here," Roger reached out and wrapped his arms around his girlfriend.

"I thought you forgot," Mimi admitted, burying her face in his shirt.

He kissed her on the head.

"Please Mimi. I love you too much to forget."

She smiled at him kissed him for the longest time and said, "I love you too."

"Now how about you open your special birthday night gift?" Roger grinned seductively.