nothomo:

when ur parents call u for dinner and u see they made your fav

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ask-split-personality-once-ler:

Ya know it’s my birthday too. Why don’t you guys pick up on some hints and give me somethin’?

Ah yes, it is your birthday isn’t it? *Steph picks up a cupcake from the box full of them that Pari had given her and held it toward him* You can have some if you like!

"Looks like it's someone's birthdaaay!~" Steph calls as she opens his office doors. "But who's is it? I wonder.." She has her hands behind her back and takes her time walking toward him. "Do you know who's birthday it is?~" She teased.

ask-split-personality-once-ler:

steph-the-neko:

ask-split-personality-once-ler:

Split perked up when she walked in but started to pout as she teased him. There was too much anticipation here. “Aw, come on, Steph. Don’t act like you don’t know!”

Steph laughed, leaning over and pecking his lips. “Don’t worry, I would never forget!” She pulled out a nicely wrapped box and held it out toward him. Inside was a scrapbook, filled with pictures of them and a few especially memorable events. A little something she made that she thought she and Split could treasure together. “It’s made with love!” She made a heart with her hands.

He looked rather excited as he took the box from her, smiling brightly as he started to open it. When he saw what it was though, the smile became a softer one, looking more touched as he flipped through a few pages. “Steph, this… this is really nice,” he said, giving a little sniffle.

Steph blinked, quickly leaning over and hugging him. “Splitsy, are you gonna cry? Aww!” She nuzzled him gently. “I’m glad you like the gift. That’s not all!” She leaves the office for a moment, and comes back with a box, setting it in front of him on the desk. It was the cake Ms. Pariah had left for her on request, the one which looked like a red Gibson flying V guitar. 

*Two boxes have been left by the door, one addressed to Steph, and the other with 'Your Request, good luck!' written on the box. In Steph's, there were about 12 cupcakes inside, decorated in blue icing with glittery sugar, a birthday card for her accompanying them. In the other, a cake made up to look like a red Gibson Flying V guitar. Pariah on the other hand, was nowhere to be seen, apart from the tell tale roar of a motorbike in the distance being the only indication she was there..*

Steph stepped out and nearly took another step, but stopped quickly when she noticed something was on the ground. “Huh? Hm..” She narrows her eyes and bends down to look at the boxes, picking the one that was addressed to her. She read the little note and looked inside, gasping softly. “Ms. Pariah..!” She whispered to herself. She owed Pariah a huge thanks and special hug! She looked inside the next box and chuckled. Wow, it was really cool..must be for Split. She picked both the boxes up with a smile and took them in, practically chirping. 

"Looks like it's someone's birthdaaay!~" Steph calls as she opens his office doors. "But who's is it? I wonder.." She has her hands behind her back and takes her time walking toward him. "Do you know who's birthday it is?~" She teased.

ask-split-personality-once-ler:

Split perked up when she walked in but started to pout as she teased him. There was too much anticipation here. “Aw, come on, Steph. Don’t act like you don’t know!”

Steph laughed, leaning over and pecking his lips. “Don’t worry, I would never forget!” She pulled out a nicely wrapped box and held it out toward him. Inside was a scrapbook, filled with pictures of them and a few especially memorable events. A little something she made that she thought she and Split could treasure together. “It’s made with love!” She made a heart with her hands.

dokii:

we be on that easter egg shit
happy 420 easter