Emma: Linz! Hero! I'm going to bake a cake. Wanna help?

Lindsey: Yay! Original Talking Mobs bonding time! *hands Herobrine pink apron* put this on.

Emma: Oh! Let me get mine! *runs in room and gets purple apron, puts her hair in a pony tail, takes hat off, and walks back*

Lindsey: *snaps fingers and changes into a short, red, poofy dress, with frilly white apron*

Emma: *wipes forehead* Let's see how this will work!

Lindsey: LOTS OF SUGAR! AND CHOCOLATE!

Emma: To much sugar might make it taste gross. Trust me.

Lindsey: LET'S BLOW IT UP IN THE OVEN!

Herobrine: *facepalms*

Emma: No, Lindsey. Have some sense. LET'S MAKE IT OUTTA 7 RANDOM INGREDIENTS, AND THEN LET STEVE EAT IT!

Lindsey: Emma, I have never been prouder of you.

Herobrine: I'm not sure if I want to be part of this.

Lindsey: Oh! And we make it all pretty so he'll actually eat it! You pick ingredients, and Hero and I will pick 2.

Emma: Ok! I'll pick chocolate, and sugar, some salt, maybe some ginger...

Lindsey: *mixes basic cake and those ingredients* I pick hot sauce and vinegar!

Emma: Why hot sauce?

Lindsey: I want to burn his face off.

Emma: O.o

Lindsey: *evil grin* I want to make him suffer... EHEM. Herobrine? What do you pick?

Emma: Hmm... *drawing*

Herobrine: I guess... Grapes, crackers, and *picks up Savannah fur clump off the floor* this.

Lindsey: *hugs Herobrine* I'M SO PROUD OF YOU!

Emma: *sigh* This is very hard... *finishing sketch*

Lindsey: OKAY! *mixes all ingredients and puts cake batter in oven*

-1 Hour Later-

Lindsey: *tap dancing*

Emma: *still drawing*

Herobrine: *being bored*

*TIMER GOES OFF*

Emma: It's finished! Yay! I wonder if it exploded in the oven... *puts finger on lip and thinks of what it would look like*

Lindsey: *pulls cake out of the oven*

Herobrine: This is going to be bad.

Lindsey: Let's decorate it!

Emma: YAY! *teleports sprinkle jar* What do you guys think should be with the sprinkles?

Herobrine: Gummy Bears!

Lindsey: Chocolate icing!

Emma: Let's do this! *uses magic and sprinkles the sprinkles so they look just right on the cake*

Lindsey: *picks up cake and slices it*
OH STEEEEEEEVEEEEEEYYYYY!

Emma: We made you a cake for.... YOUR UNBIRTHDAY!

Steve: *runs in* Oooo! Cake! *takes bite* *dies*