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The year had been hectic. The twins powers were in full swing. Sam and Danny had both heard their twins say Momma and DaDa. Now it was time to sit down and decorate the house for the thought it was crazy. "They won't even remember it!" he would always yell. T.J. was all for any idea as long as it involved cake.

Danny stood inline at the party shop. The store had everything from birthday to graduation decorations. He and Sam had already picked a themes. Kyle was going through a Danny Phantom phase. Marie hated everything. Sam said embrace the darkness. Danny didn't like the idea of his daughter loving darkness at the age of one. Kyle was the one like his mother, but lately they seemed to be switching personalities. It was a little scary, but it wasn't the worst thing he had encountered. The worst day was the diaper incident. Kyle floated to the ceiling during a diaper change and decided to pee on his fathers head. Danny turned intangible and flew after his giggling son only to land on the dirty diaper. Sam never let him live it down.

Danny shook his head pushing away the embarrassing memory. He picked out black, purple, and white decoration. He picked up black roses and bats. He grabbed an arm full of things with the Danny Phantom symbol on them. He saw the total on the screen. $250. Hopefully Sam wouldn't be too mad. He quickly payed and ran home.

"Did you get everything?"

"I just need to get food and the cake."

"Cakes"

"Why do we have to get two cakes?"

"They are two kids. They are individuals. They will not grow up as one person. That means two cakes."

"Okay. One black bat cake and one that has the DP logo. Does that sound good?"

"That sounds great." Sam kissed Danny on the cheek. He's cheeks turned red. After all these years, he still got embarrassed.

"Awnt Sam. Uwcle Danna," yelled a very hyper four year old. T.J. raced over to Sam's arms.

"Hey T.J. Are you still having trouble talking?"

"Uh huh."

"Would going with Uncle Danny to get the cakes make you feel better?"

"Can I pwease?" begged the four year old. Jazz nodded from the other side of the living room. She was trying to get the bats untangled. T.J. ran to the door.

"Next time you may have a D.J. going with you instead of T.J." Jazz sat up as she mocked her younger brother.

"I have two one year olds. Don't even joke about that."

"Chill Danny. I'm only kidding. Which reminds me, next week you and Sam are invited to my house."

"How does that remind you-"

"Just do it."

"Huwry up Uwcle Danna."

"Coming. Great now I'm answering to a four year old." He walked out the front door.

Danny arrived with the party already in motion. Mr. and Mrs. Manson were still no shows. This reminded him of Christmas minus the coats.

The twins managed to crawl to their father. Well, Marie crawled. Kyle was floating, again. The were going to have to get that under control.

"Dada," two voices cooed.

"Happy Birthday."

The evening went on in a happy note until Tucker mention that Jazz had gained weight. He was going to be sleeping o the couch. T.J. put in his own opinion about that matter. "Don't wowy Daddy. I'll stay with you and we caw build pillwo forts."

The twins sat covered in cake on the floor thanks to Danny's clumsiness with the help of an abandoned bottle. It was a good night. He was ready for tomorrow, clean up day.