Everyone was dressed up, fluffy pastel dresses, purple suits, clown makeup, and cute little bow ties. we were all eating cute little sandwiches that were smaller than a napkin, and could fit on a  cute little tea plate. cute little, cute little, cute little everything. EVERYTHING was cute and little but, there was one thing at this little party that wasn't little at all.  it was the big cake. the cake thought that one day he would become small, but everyone else wanted to be big like the cake.  everyday the party changed, the condiments  and foods and plates got bigger and the cake got smaller. no one liked that. all of the people wanted to have the condiments small and the cake big. because that's the way they liked them. just the way they were; no changes were needed. they were all perfect. so one of the party kittens with his cute little bow tie started to ask why the cake had changed and had mentioned that everyone was sad for these changes. he had also said that there was no need the be changing that everyone was different for a reason, so, the condiments and plates and what not had gone back to their true form being as happy as they had ever been. the little parties had been the best they had been.