HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR ME!!

I poofed all my characters in a room (M.I She/her, R.M. He/they, M.E. He/she, Ancelans He/him, Zali He/him, Nezali He/they, Åland He/him, Linananka She/her, CoA He/him (he is a child), and Beracova He/him).

The relations goes like this: R.M. hates M.I. (son and mother), M.E. hates Zali (Father and son), Zali hates M.E. (Son and father), Nezali hates Zali (Son and father), Åland hates Zali (Son and father), Lin hates Zali (Daughter and father), CoA loves Nezali (Son and father), CoA likes M.E (Grandson and grandparent), M.E. likes R.M. (Son and father), Lin likes everyone except Zali, and Beracova doesn't know anybody here.

There was a simple table, with a chocolate cake, with chocolate frosting, and candy letters. I snapped and party hats were on everyone's heads.

"Hey guys! I'm your creator and it's my bday, so you better have fun here!"

I said, then added menacingly,

"or else."

Everyone stood around me and the table, but Zali sat in the corner of the room where nobody was.