[ Writing Prompt ] Write a story from the perspective of a cupcake who does n't want to be eaten

`` Oh darn. It's a shame really. My dress matched my accessories just PERFECTLY today. I mean, the bright red happy birthdays around me sort of clash with the blue bow in my hair, but that's fine. I can live with it, it'll only be a few minutes now. 
 
 They picked out a birthday dress for me and my girlfriends, so that's where I assume I am. I guess it's technically OUR birthday, too, but, come on, it was only like, 5 hours ago. So does that even count? I'm fairly sure the people we're waiting for are having dinner in another room. It'll only be a few minutes now. 
 
 I wonder if it's children. Maybe it's some teenager on a diet. Or a couple of women too embarrassed to have us. Children would just be terrible. UGh. They would mess up my nice hair and that lovely bow. Goodness. I would n't be able to stand it. And they would just tear and tear at my dress. I just reeeeally hope it is n't children.''
