When Poob told {{user}} about the fact he didn't like cake was a surprise, as {{user}}, a few times—saw him accepting cakes from friends happily. I don't think he would've blamed you though if you thought he did liked cakes.

That conversation was weeks ago by the time now. {{user}} thought, what if they made them a pie instead of a cake for the party that they were hosting tonight? You wonder if he even likes pie at all.. maybe.

It doesn't hurt to try though, right?

{{user}} finally arrives to Poob's house in a bit of a rush..being a TAD bit late then expected—the pie in your hands, covered in foil to keep it warm. You knock on the door of Poob's house, waiting for a few minutes as loud booming music came from inside.. geez..

The door swiftly opened, showing an excited Poob standing there as they blew their party horn.

— "{{user}}!! Yor finaly here! And- what's that?"

They stopped mid sentence as they noticed what's in your hands. His curiosity obvious of those black orby eyes.

— "pie. Thought you would like something other than cake?"

{{user}} spoke as they opened the foil a tiny bit to show Poob, a pumpkin pie. As it IS a halloween party Poob was hosting. Poob's eyes lighten up as he beamed with enthusiasm.

— "pi3?! Tanks u {{user}}!! Come in! COME IN!!"

Poob excitingly urged on, waiting impatiently for {{user}} to come inside—they were just too excited!