One day Luna said to me, "Hey Scrounge, it's almost your mommy's birthday.   We should work on a surprise for her."
"Well, okay," I said.

Luna assigned us to the present committee.  She had a sheet of stickers, and Goldie had a rock. I
had doubles of one of my prize machine toys, and I figured Mommy would love it.
"We should make a cake!" I suggested.
"No worries, I've got a committee working on it," Luna said.

"Hmmm," Fast Eddie said.  "We need three eggs and some liquid of some sort.  Um, can you read?"
"No," said Gal, "but how hard could this be?"

"If you need me, I'll just be sitting here waiting for these eggs to hatch into delicious chickens," Einstein said.
Fortunately, the cake committee got some help from a grown-up.  Aunt Katy carefully read the recipe to them.

She suggested they crack the eggs into a seperate bowl, which turned out to be a good idea cause Einstein got some shell in.

Fast Eddie poured in the liquid of some sort.  (Don't ask me, I wasn't on the cake committee!)

And Galileo just loves to watch the mixer while it's spinning.

Fast Eddie and Einstein poured the batter into the greased, floured pans.

"Should we make a card?" Fast Eddie asked.
"Nah," Gal said.  "Porkie's in charge of the card committee."
"Porkie hates my mommy," Fast Eddie said.
"I know, but he knows how to write," Gal explained.

Porkie recruited some card-making help in the form of his boy, Riley.

Riley carefully cut out flowers.
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And Porkie wrote the words.

Meanwhile, we wrapped Mommy's present.  Luna cut the paper.

And I was in charge of taping.  I taped it good and tight so Mommy couldn't peek.

Luna tied a bow.  "Goldie, can you lend me your paw?" she asked.

"I seem to be stuck," Goldie said.
"Just hold that paw behind your back and maybe nobody will notice," Luna said.

Fast Eddie stacked the layers of the cake together.

It was bad enough when Einstein was licking his knife, but when Gal licked the actual cake, Fast Eddie took over on the decorating.

He made a nice big heart.

The committees all got together to show off our beautiful work. We were quite proud of ourselves, until Gretchen showed up.

"Is that bite marks in the cake?" she asked.
"No," Fast Eddie said, at the exact same time Gal said, "Yes."

"Why would you make such a rude card?" she asked.
Porkie shrugged.  "I didn't know your mama could read."

"That present looks terrible," she said.  "Who wraps presents with masking tape?"
"GET OUT!" I yelled.  Gretchen shrugged and went away.

After she left, I looked around.  The cake looked terrible.  The card was rude.  And the present was a teeny bit
lumpy.  I threw myself down and started to cry.  The other guys felt bad for me.

Thinking quickly, Riley glued the card shut.

Fast Eddie iced over the bitten parts of the cake, just in time.  Mommy came in and we all yelled, "Surprise!"
(Well, Porkie yelled something rude, but you couldn't really hear him.)
Mommy loved her present and she said the cake looked beautiful.  She was confused why the card didn't open,but the front
had pretty flowers, and she liked them.

She kissed everyone, even Porkie.

And we all had cake.