Leon's 15th birthday was coming up and both you and Lena had wanted to make the day special for him. Lena had allowed him to pick out exactly what he wanted to do for the day and since that was already taken care of you, you wanted to let him pick out his cake as you had done it for the last 14 years.

You called your personal chef and explained to him what was going on before handing the phone to Leon. 

"Here. Go ahead and tell him what kind of cake you want."

Leon put the phone on speaker so his moms could hear and began to tell him exactly what flavor of cake and frosting he wanted. 

"Perfect and what would you like the cake to say?"

Leon frowns and covers the phone to talk to you.

"Mom? Mum? The baker said if I want a talking cake. Is that possible."

Lena sighed heavily. 

"He's definitely your son, so you deal with him. I'm out."

Leon turned to face you.

"So should I get the talking cake?"