Batman Happy Birthday Funny Novels & Stories

Jake exclaims like a teenage girl, attracting a frown from everyone. "I don't even know what today's date is." I answer honestly. data-p-id=8b0a29eb2cfc1b41e36c256720259cb5, "Well, it's your birthday!" Tamara squeals before walking up to me with the cake and I gasp, "Is that Ben 10 on my cake? What the fuck guys, I’m 19." I hiss at them in a mock annoyed tone although I wasn’t that upset.

Luckily, my son works well with his nanny. Greg and I were busy preparing for Danny's birthday. We will just celebrate his birthday at home with the few guests that are available. I didn't invite Sir Axel as we are not that close. I say hi when we meet, but that's it. I know where I belong. Danny loves Batman, so the theme is Batman including guests to make his party more fun. Before we could celebrate his birthday, Sir Axel left, giving us a job to finish urgently. We were game to finish as it was for the Ramadam celebration. This is the busiest month we have always had in this country, though it's fun rather than doing nothing.

And lastly, the highlight. "Jacob! Jacob, time to blow the candle, " I called out as I light up the simple 3 tier chocolate cake designed with a batman theme, bursting with chocolate decorations. "Ma!" Jacob jumps on my back as he hugs me from behind. I pull him close and sat him on top of the table.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TO THE MOST HANDSOME, SEXIEST, YUMMIEST, SMARTEST AND THE MOST DISRESPECTFUL GODCHILD OF MINE!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY LUCIFER SWEETHEART!” “HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YOUNG MASTER.” The face of that psycho and the other idiotic people here in my house were the first ones that I saw as soon as I stepped out of my room this morning.

The oblivious doorman was mentally cursed when he dared say good night, and the poor digital lock almost crashed under his recognized fingerprint. The only one who escaped his rage was Batman. He could never get mad at him. The almost ninety pounds dog woke up to the sound of the opening door and lazily stood to greet his owner. Thankfully, he wasn't the most active dog anymore, because his suit wouldn't survive the stamina from his puppy days. Not that a forty-pound dog could ever be considered a puppy, but still. “Hey Batman, missed me much?” the dog answered with a resounding bark. “Me too, buddy. You know, today was fucking weird”

he says, I cross my arms and stay right there, “You’re just being stubborn and a contrarian. If you get bitten by a bat, don’t come running to me.” “As if I would run to you,” I roll my eyes, “If I get bitten by a bat, I’ll get superpowers and that sounds really cool to me, so just shut your mouth and leave.” "Fine,” he forces himself to say and looks back at the fountain for a second, as if he hasn’t been here in years, but then he relents and takes a step back, “Did you at least enjoy the cake I sent?… It was my way of saying, sorry I ruined your birthday.”

I swear I saw him smile at my outburst. "Are you ready?" I yell to wake Markup on his day off which is his birthday. "What is wrong with you?" Mark asks, rubbing his eyes. "Come on, it's your birthday!" I quickly exit the room and grab a tray of food I made. "Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Mark. Happy birthday to you!" I sing as I place the tray next to him. "You can sing?" He asks.

I nod, “Yep. Do you like it? Your auntie's worked very hard to pull this together.” “I love it, it's so rainbow!” she giggles, the panic gone from her face. “Look, it's batman! And-and bounce house again? I want it, can I go mommy?” “You can do whatever you want my love, it's your birthday.” I tell her. “Arlo, won't you say hi to the pretty girl?” Emelia asks her nephew.

I’m insulted, “What the hell kind of proposal is that? You go all out for a birthday, but for the most important question of your life, you just blurt it out? I deserve so much better, Tony Spartan!” Betty busts out laughing. Bill hits Tony on the back, laughing. “That was a 'No',” Betty laughs. “That was a 'Hell No',” Bill is holding his side, laughing so hard.

“I sat down beside her to ask if she wanted to talk. She was upset about her parents having a big fight. I remember her asking me if she should go look for her mom. I was only fifteen, so giving a kid advice was hard. I remember telling her that it would somehow work out. She saw me carrying the comic and said Batman was her favorite superhero of all time, so I did what anyone would do when they see her smile.” “You gave her the comic?” Kate asks, her eyes widening. “Yes, I gave her the comic. She looked so happy.” “I can’t believe you did that,” Kate and Adrianai say in unison. Jeremy interrupts the moment, raising his glass and wishing me a happy birthday. My friends cheer, but no matter h