“STEVIE!!! I MADE YOU A CAKE!” Mattholomule jumped onto a stool, holding the cake up high, a huge smile plastered on his face.ĭifferent phases of Mattholomules life, and how much it changed so quickly. There were candles sticking out of all sides of it. There was a lopsided sad looking cake on the counter, the frostings messily drawn over it, rainbow sprinkles covering every free area. He was running around the kitchen, a mess of frosting, sugar, and flour coating the walls, counter, and his clothes.
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