Sonic Characters Birthdays Novels & Stories

I replied with a hint of sadness in my voice “Today was the boys’ birthday?” “Oh my God really. It completely escaped my mind” Wow. He forgot “Wish them a happy birthday on their behalf. I'll send them a gift okay?” *Jacob, whe…when is my birthday? Do you still remember?” “Uhhh..Hazel it's really foggy. Uhmm November 24th?” “Jacob?” I called him tears almost escaping from my eyes “ You forgot, it's August 2nd” Maybe I'm just bad with men in general

“That’s right. I knew you did something, but I couldn’t remember what it was.” “Yeah, I’m just getting started, but I am already crazy busy.” “Yeah, I’ll come down and hang out. I’m sure Vivian will like that.” “Are you guys 18 yet?” Jo shook her head. “No. Our birthdays are actually on the same day in a few weeks.” “Oh? When is yours?” “July 7th.” Jo smiled. “A day before yours.” “My brother’s is the same day as mine. He will be 19 though.”

He nods, smiling. "Well, I guess we should go in kitty, get some sleep, and get ready for tomorrow." I nod, tomorrow is Luna's third birthday, her real birthday. Not the due date one, Marcus insisted on celebrating again when she had already had her first birthday. Walking in Georgina looks up and smiles, grabbing her things she says goodnight and leaves, Marcus checking on Luna and Alex, before coming to bed and cuddling me. We fall asleep together

Sonia starred at her friend like she had just grown two head “Who in Liberty Pack does not know that the celebration is always once in every blood moon?” Valeria just shrugged and something struck her mind and in swift movement turned and looked at her friend “Tomorrow is my birthday” Sonia eyes went wide as she remembered Valerie had told her once that she was born on the same day as the moon goddess celebration day.

I say, giving Ted a tight smile. “On October 28th, Tony’s Birthday,” Betty answers. “That is the day after Sophies,” I tell them. Bill fiddles with his phone and smirks. “Her 18th is on a Saturday, his is Sunday.” Ted and Betty both chuckle. “It would be nice if hers was a Friday, his a Saturday. They wouldn’t miss school,” Betty laughs. “Why on earth would they miss school?” I ask, making them spill over their words a little.