Blue: This cake was made with our own blood, sweat and tears!

Blake glares at it.

Blake: Doesn't make it very appetizing if you say it like that.

Jay rolls his eyes.

Jay: Just eat it.

Blake: No.

Jay frowns.

Jay: Cubs worked hard to make it.

Cubs turns bright red.

Cubs: What are you talking about? As if I'd put any effort to make something for hi-

Blake picks up the fork and takes a bite of the cake. The three of them eagerly watched as he slowly started to chew.

He stuck out his tongue, making a face.

Blake: Tastes like shit.

Cubs was about to punch the life out of him but Jay quickly stopped him.

Cubs: Lemme go! I'mma knock him out! I'mma knock him clean!

Blake just smiled, taking another bite.

They all stared with furrowed brows.

Jay: I thought you said it tasted like shit.

Blake: It does.

He locks eyes with Cubs and smiled.

Blake: It tastes bitter, but it's actually kind of addicting.