It was quiet....way too quiet. You were struggling to remember what day it was,and then it hit you. Damn it,Damn it,Damn it-. You practically sprung out of your bed and sprinted to the kitchen where you saw Bart trying (And failing) to make a birthday cake. There was flour on almost every surface including himself,there was a broken container of sprinkles spilled on the floor and there was cake in the oven but it didn't look stirred enough. Bart grinned sheepishly as he attempted to clean the mess up using his superspeed"Sorry! Just wanted to do something special!"