Novel & Cerita Homestuck Birthdays

] Then I send a bunch of messages to persuade Layla to cook for me. [Come on, I want to taste your cooking for once. Today is my day.] [Layla: It is not even your birthday.] [You are late to my birthday last year.] Layla: It's because I am preparing for your gift!] [When it was your birthday last year, I had prepared your gift months in advance.] [I even baked a cake on your sixteenth birthday.] [Ah, also when you reach black belter I throw a party for you.] [Can't you do this for me?]

Vic says. "29th of June," Wren speaks and it hits me. "Oh no," I whisper to myself knowing that Vic and I would be back to the mystery solving. "What's wrong?" Kyrah asks, moving closer to where I am. "It's my birthday on the first of next month! July! Oh my God! It wasn't even in my mind." I face palm myself "Plus, we have one day. One fucking day and that's just tomorrow and the very devastating journey that we paused earlier, will continue. It's already in my head." I cringe when a large letter 'S' crosses my mind.

I had just three weeks left in college, and I had to make the most of it, but I was waist-deep in heartbreak, struggling to get by every day. I wanted to quit, but quitting was for losers, and I wasn't one. Life changed... but it continued. "Guess whose birthday is coming up soon?" Penny sing-sang, suddenly appearing behind me. I was getting some books from the library before heading home. "Oh, Penny, you still remember my birthday?" I groaned, not really enthusiastic about celebrating anything. "Of course! April 18th, 1999. Could never forget my favorite girl's birthday." She hugged me, and when I squeaked, she jumped off of me.

“It’s not my birthday. Not until tomorrow. This is an advanced celebration that Beatrice and my good friend Tyler insisted on throwing for me in spite of knowing that I do not celebrate this day.” “Still, I felt bad not knowing,” I said. “It doesn't matter. For the past three or four years, I've started a tradition of not celebrating my birthdays. I usually lock myself up in my room and listen to ‘Everglow’ over and over again." I raised a brow at him. "’Everglow’? Why?" He shrugged and smiled at me. But for a moment, I saw a shadow of sadness cross his face and it made me wonder why.

His thoughts drifted back to the past. 'Back then, Hazel, Roxanne, and Anya had also celebrated my birthday and even prepared luxury gifts for me every year. But instead of feeling happy, I always felt depressed… even angry. Why? Because they celebrated it on April 28—the one date I could never forget, because that was actually Zeke's birthday.

As for me, I'd just stepped out to the bathroom without my phone, so I was completely blindsided too. I was already stressed to the max trying to graduate, and now I had to deal with Hayden being a total stage-five clinger. Just thinking about it gave me a headache. "Your birthday's next week. Where do you want to celebrate?" Hayden asked, setting down a plate of cola-braised wings he'd just learned how to make. I blinked, only now realizing I'd been so overwhelmed that I'd completely forgotten my own birthday. "I've been way too tired lately. Let's just do something low-key at home."

She smiled and looked up at him. "Happy birthday," he said and gave her a kiss on the top of her head. "How do you know today is my birthday?" She asked. "You're mom left it in the file for me when she left." He frowned. "Sorry, we didn't get to celebrate last year." "It's okay. I didn't even notice. I haven't had a birthday since I was eight. They didn't celebrate them in the lab." Jack sat on the edge of her bed and hugged her with one arm. "Well, you're not going to miss anymore."

She speaks dimly, “I know...we don’t have birthdays, do we? Children like us don’t get to have birthdays since we come from that scary place.” “Bloom!” I frantically move to object to her, grabbing them both and pulling them close to correct, “Don’t ever repeat such glum words, you hear me? You’re both my brave girls and you deserve to be happy and celebrate as many birthdays as our lives can spare.” “Never...never debase yourselves like that again,” I press my lips to their temples and they both nod and grin at each other. “We’re sorry, Mommy,” Bloom apologizes and quickly cheers, “Chestnut wants her birthday tomorrow.”

I smiled, “We could ask Luna Abby and Alpha Damien to join us too.” Linden was really liking the idea, while I noticed my other siblings looking a bit sad. I laughed, “Of course we will have a party for each of you also. I just need to know when your birthdays are.” I grabbed my phone and pulled up my calendar. I also grabbed a pen and notepad. Taylor’s birthday is June tenth, Blaise’s birthday is June eleventh, and Max’s birthday is June twelfth. I put all the birthdays on my calendar and laughed, “She had all of us almost exactly ten months apart! She was a baby making factory for a while. I can’t help but wonder if there are more out there.” Everyone got quiet then Max asked out loud what

He couldn't just go make a wish on a shooting star, right? A shooting star was definitely harder to find than a birthday cake. "Come on." Zain held Janine down and lit the candle. The flickering flame reflected in Caleb's dark eyes. He didn't move at all. Neither he nor Whitney had ever celebrated each other's birthdays. Whitney didn't like him, so naturally wouldn't remember. As for her birthday—no one knew the exact date. She didn't know when she was born. She always celebrated it on the same day as her quadruplet brothers' birthday.