Birthday Song Regular Show Novels & Stories

Next to it was a sticky note in her familiar handwriting. "7:00 pm tonight. Be there or be square." I recognized it as Keira's way of rewarding me. After a moment's thought, I decided to attend the concert—not to salvage what we had, but to end it. Seven years ago, Keira proposed to me in the middle of a packed concert crowd. The very next day, we rushed to the clerk's office to make it official. Now here we were again at a concert. But this time, we were there to work out a divorce. The next day, we would go to the courthouse to file it.

I pointed at the dessert. “Oh!” She let out a soft sigh and frantically rummaged through her bag. “Look how forgetful I am! Javor insisted this one was the best…” The allergy medicine she handed me had expired six months ago. Just then, her phone rang with a custom ringtone. After hanging up, she grabbed her coat and rushed toward the hallway. “Javor’s livestreaming equipment broke down. Tonight’s breaking news broadcast can’t go on without me!” She reached the door and turned back. Then, she shoved a bill into my hand.

And in the next twenty minutes, after I've gotten all dressed for my sweetheart's day, I got a call from the manager, informing me that the room was set for Argon and I. "Splendid! Now wait for my call when it's time to light the candle." "Noted, ma'am," The manager said. I ended the call and immediately contacted Argon, patiently waiting for him to answer. I stood at the mirror, admiring my beauty, when he finally picked. "Hello?" "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday toooooooo Yooooou!" I sang, cheering for Argon. "Oh, um... Thank you Estelle. I appreciate your wishes," He said, sounding odd.

Bad, drunken, slightly off-key—but heartfelt: “Happy birthday to you—” Trixie’s eyes go wide, her cheeks burning as people start dragging her toward a table piled with presents. “—Happy birthday dear Trixie—” Michael’s voice cracks on dear and Sonia starts howling with laughter. “—Happy birthday to you!” By the time they finish, Sonia’s got tears in her eyes, Michael’s dramatically bowing, and Theo’s pretending to conduct an invisible orchestra with a breadstick. Elias even mumbles a quiet “Happy birthday,” like he’s allergic to public displays of affection but trying anyway.

As soon as Cara Lavigne finished speaking, she angrily gritted her teeth and hung up. I stopped walking. Slowly, I put away my phone and looked toward the entrance of the funeral home. After straightening the white flower in my chest pocket that had become crooked, I lifted my foot and walked inside. The next second, my phone vibrated with a social media update notification—Warren had just posted something. It was a long post saying he meant nothing by his earlier post and that he was only sharing the joy of having someone celebrate his birthday with him. He also apologized to me.

Azrael pleaded as I sighed before I took the phone. I answered the call and I heard a sigh of relief. “I arrived safely. Happy birthday love.” Ben said as I rolled my eyes. “I’m safe and well so don’t call again.” I replied and cut the call before Ben could attempt to apologize like he always does when he knows he has upset me. The lights went off and I heard clapping before people singing happy birthday with a cake with lit candles coming towards me. I turned to Azrael who was clapping before they handed him the cake and the song ended.

“Pfft, stop. But seriously, what are you doing here? I haven’t seen you in forever!” “Well, I turned eighteen today! It’s my birthday party kind of thing. Maya dragged me out for this whole kissing booth event.” “No way! Happy birthday!” She launches into song right there, her voice loud and playful, drawing a few glances from the people nearby. “Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Skye, happy birthday to you!” “Ava, you’re embarrassing me,” I say, but I’m smiling so hard.

" Seeing the clear flicker of conflict on her face, I pressed harder, and she finally gave in. But Jared stepped forward from the side and hooked his pinky around hers before cautiously saying, "Naomi happily went to school this morning, Heather. You haven't heard anything about an accident from the school, so why is Miles suddenly asking for money the moment he comes home? "If Naomi's really sick, just cancel the birthday party package. I've never celebrated my birthday before, so I guess it doesn't matter anyway. "Though I've always envied people who throw lively parties to celebrate their birthdays, and this is the first birthday we will be celebrating together, it's fine. I guess I'm jus

“ I’m going to step away for a drink “ he said and left The performance lasted longer than I expected. And annoyingly?she was good , Rex retuned with few glasses . “ This is the drink we are going to toast to your new age when it’s midnight “ He said as he handed the drinks, I just gave a weak smile . When the dance finally ended, she bowed and eveyone applauded. . Then….. The horn blasted and the fireworks were launched in the sky . . It was …. Midnight. My birthday. Anastasia screamed immediately and she hugged me, then Sebastian hugged me too and Rex. Everyone was talking at once , my brain was conflicting with a lot of things . . “Happy birthday!” “You’re officially old!” “Happy birthday

"Happy birthday to you, On this dear date, Many happinesses, Many years of life…" "It's a hit, it's a hit, It's a hit, it's a hit, it's a hit, it's a hit, It's time, it's time, It's time, it's time, it's time, Boom!" "Helena, Helena, Helena!!" the employees of the Arabic restaurant cheerfully sing, accompanied by the shy birthday girl's family, in front of her chocolate cake with candles that resemble fireworks.