Summary: Alex's birthday is in three days. Blake doesn't know what to get him. Dean is there to help his son figure something out for Alex.
"Are you coming to my birthday?" Alex asked Blake, as they walked down the hallway.
Blake scoffed, "I'm offended that you think that I'm not going."
"Well, you usually hang out with Dean at times," Alex replied. "I just thought…"
"No offense, but you thought wrong. I'm going to be there," Blake said.
Alex looked at Blake, "As long as you don't shove my face in the cake again."
Blake smiled, "That's what my dad did to me when I was ten. I proceeded to shove the cake in his face and the rest fell on top of my head."
Alex looked thoughtful, "I wish I was there." Blake chuckled.
"Hey Suicidal and Faggot, hurry up! You don't own the fucking hallway!" A boy shouted from behind them.
Alex and Blake looked at the spot next to Alex. It was empty as some other students walked right by them.
"Faggot? Wow, that's original," Alex replied. "Come back later when you have original insults, you overgrown gorilla."
They continued walking and Blake dared to look back. The guy that had been behind him was just standing there, open mouthed.
"He just called me an overgrown gorilla!" The boy shouted to his friends.
Maybe I should make cookies, Blake thought as he dried a bowl in the Intro to Food's kitchen. He put the bowl up as his two tablemates chopped onions and peppers. Their other tablemate was gone.
The girl handed Blake a knife, "Here, finish chopping the peppers for me."
Blake looked at the French knife, with wide eyes. "My mom never lets me go near knives anymore."
The girl looked a little distressed and grabbed the knife from Blake. She handed it to their tablemate, who looked confused.
"Keep this from Blake," She said and went to the teacher.
The boy handed the knife back to Blake, "Chop the peppers." Blake did just that.
"Which card should I get him?" Blake asked as he looked at the cards.
Dean shrugged. "I don't know your friend." He was standing there looking at the cards.
"What should I get him?" Blake asked.
"The Lord of the Rings books," Dean said.
Blake waved it off, "He read those books."
Dean shrugged again, "Game of Thrones."
"He doesn't care too much for those books." Blake said as he waved it off.
"Does he like cupcakes or something?" Dean asked.
"I think there's going to be cupcakes," Blake replied.
"Does he like Harry Potter?" Dean asked and looked down at Blake.
Blake looked thoughtful, "He read the entire series."
Dean grinned, "How about Fifty Shades of Grey?"
Blake slowly turned his head up to look at Dean. "I seriously hope that you're joking."
Dean nodded, "I was."
"I don't know what to get him," Blake replied. "I'm his friend. Is that good enough?"
Dean looked back at Blake. "You know I barely had friends in high school."
Blake nodded, "I know. But you have friends now too." Dean nodded as Blake went back looking at the birthday cards. Blake looked at Dean, "How come you barely had friends?"
"Liking Star Wars gets you shunned," Dean replied.
"Okay." Blake replied and looked back at the cards.
Blake didn't know how to roller skate; Uncle Charles and Aunt Robin could agree to that. Also there were the numerous times he had fallen down on the rink and Uncle Charles had to help him up. Now his uncle is banned from the skating rink because he punched some white man in the face because Blake had fallen down again.
Blake pointed to his uncle's picture that was on the wall. "Hey, that's my uncle."
Dylan and Alex looked at the picture.
"Your uncle looks like a country singer," Dylan replied.
Blake shrugged, "Yeah. People mistake him as one at times."
"What did he do?" Alex asked.
"Uncle Charles punched a man because he laughed at me when I fell down," Blake explained.
"Your family is so screwed up," Dylan replied.
"Manners Dylan," Alex said.
Blake shook his head. "No, it's true."
Blake handed Alex the present that he got him. The present was wrapped in blue Christmas gift wrap. It looked like a rectangular book.
"You got me a book?" Alex asked.
Dylan looked at Blake, "Why does it have Christmas gift wrap?"
Blake stared, "It's the only thing that I had left over."
Alex pulled the gift wrap off and looked at the box of Spongebob Macaroni. He looked at Blake confused. He smiled anyway, "Thanks for the macaroni."
Dylan looked at Blake, "Interesting."
Blake just smiled, "I'm kidding." He took out a box-set shaped present. He handed it to Alex, "Here."
Alex looked at Blake confused and grabbed the present. He opened it and looked at the Lord of the Rings series. He looked at Blake, "I read these."
"But you keep checking the books out from the school library. Now you can have the books," Blake said. He was getting worried and nervous. Maybe it was a bad idea to get the box-set for Alex. When he was at the mental hospital, he overheard his therapist mention that he was 'emotionally fragile', 'suicidal inclined', and 'self-mutilation obsessed.'
Alex hugged him anyway and smiled, "Thanks bro." Blake hugged his friend in relief.
Dylan smiled, "So, are you keeping the Spongebob Macaroni?"
Alec released Blake and grabbed the box, "Yeah." He put the box on the table. "Come on, let's go." He skated into the rink with Dylan. Blake managed to 'glide' to the edge of the rink and got in. He used the edge of the wall and dragged himself around.
Dylan and Alex looked at each other. They skated over and grabbed Blake's arms. They dragged him to the middle and held onto him as they dragged him around the rink.
At least, Blake thought, I'm not falling down anytime soon.
A/N: I can't skate at all. I used to fall down when my ex-best friend had her birthday at Roller Town.
I used to hold onto this wall thing and pull myself around the rink because I couldn't skate.
Nobody laughed at me and nobody got banned.
I still feel uncomfortable typing the word 'faggot' but it was needed.