Whoo-hoo!
It's my birthday.
It's my b-day. Yo, my b-day.
- It's a me day. - I said...
Yeah!
Yeah get away from me. I'm trying to hang these decorations.
Yeah, you hang them.
You hang them for me real good. Whoo!
Uh-huh, uh-huh. It's my day, son.
- It's my day. - Chill!
- Sheesh! - Oh, I can't.
'Cause it's my b-b-b-birthday.
Birthday!
Give me that cake. Give me that cake.
Give me that, that, that, that cake.
Uh-huh-huh! That cake looks good, Mama.
It's organic, right? No glutens in there, right?
It's all vegan, right?
I don't know. It's cake. Who cares?
I cares, Mama.
And on my birthdays, you got to cares about my cares!
Whoo-hoo! Now where's my pinata at?
The cardboard animal for the beating is right the here.
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm. That's what I thought.
I can't wait to bust open them candy guts, yo!
Ah, birthdays are the best!
I would not know.
For I do not have the birthday of my own.
What? Come on, everybody's got a birthday.
It is true that I was birthed, and on a day, yes.
But, you see, I was born on a day that does not exist upon the Earthen calendar.
How is that possible?
You see, a full revolution of the Earth around its Sun
takes 365.265 days according to Aunt Gregorian's calendar system.
Tamaran, being the eighth planet from our star
takes longer on its orbital trip.
60,190 days or 164.79 Earth years to be precise.
Thus, we have the many additional months and days in our calendar system.
It was on one of those additional days that I was born
and there is no earthly equivalent.
And so, each year I must watch
as others are celebrated while I stand alone as she who has no birthday.
- No birthday? - No birthday.
- That's so sad. - It is the saddest.
My heart's breaking dude.
I shall never experience the sweet embrace of the birthday party.
It ain't right, yo!
You know what, Star? You can share my birthday.
For the reals?
- For the real reals, girl. - Whoa.
Beast Boy, sharing your birthday is a big deal.
It's cool. My b-day is big enough for the both of us.
You're gonna have to share your cake.
- And your presents! - So what?
So? No one has ever shared a birthday and enjoyed it.
It's the hardest thing to do in the world.
Well, we's gonna be the first, Mama.
'Cause sharing and birthdays is what I'm all about.
Joy! My first birthday!
That's right, girl.
B-b-b-birthday.
Birthday!
All right, Starry, Starry, Starry.
You ready to blow out them candles?
Oh my, I will extinguish the flames
as my ancestors extinguished the blood lines of their enemies.
That's what's up! Hit it, yo.
And a one, two, three, four!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Back it up, yo.
- What? What is it? - You didn't let my man Cyborg finish, yo.
He knows how I like to end out birthday songs special like...
Light them candles up again and take it from the top.
And a one, two, three, four!
Classic.
Hey! We supposed to go together.
Apologies, it is my first time.
It's cool. Again!
And a one, two, three, four.
And many more.
Aw, man, she blew out more candles than me.
- Let's do it again. - Just eat your cake!
- Yeah boy! - Whoo!
Yo, why's my presents in her pile?
Remember, you have to share your presents.
That's... That's...
Fine.
Sharing is great and I love it.
Tofu! Cool! Thanks, Robin.
You're welcome.
I know how much you like those disgusting wet blocks of protein.
Oh, what a lovely drawing.
Yeah, I drew it for Beasty but I think it still works.
It really captures the essence of a lifelong friendship.
I'll just open my next one.
That one is from the me.
More tofu. How thoughtful.
From Raven.
Oh, two of the movie tickets.
Ooh, we should see the one about the guys with the moms named Martha.
I can't take it!
First you blows out my candles,
then you gets my super cool drawing.
Now you gets to go to the movies with Mama Raven.
You're stealing all my stuff and ruining my birthday!
- Whoa, dude, chill. - Yeah.
This was your idea.
Why's you even let me have an idea.
You know I ain't a dude of ideas.
Give me my stuff!
But the gifts were given to me.
So what, my name was on the box.
I did the tearing of the wrapping paper,
sealing the covenant of the gift giving.
I don't even know what that means.
Give me!
Take it down a notch, you two!
- Huh, fine. - Huff.
If you want to keep fighting, I will wrap this party up right now.
Or you can agree to be nice and we'll do the pinata.
I really wants to hit that.
I too wish to see the candy guts.
All right, all right. I'll be cool.
I shall also be the low temperature.
But if you take even one piece of my candy, I will end you, girl.
I will wear your face as the pants if you ruin my pinata times.
Who's ready to have some fun?
We are!
Okay, here we go.
Take turns, you two.
And be nice.
Oh, I'm a be real nice, dude.
Just as long as I get the first whack.
Prepare to die, pinata!
Hey, I gets the first whack!
It's my birthday.
It is the our birthday and therefore, my birthday.
Have you forgotten I gave you this birthday and I can take it away?
Hey, hey, hey, hey! I said be nice.
That's nice. It's my birthday and it's all about me.
And I'm going to smash this pinata!
Oh, it is the on!
You and me pinata. Prepare yourself!
Ha-ha!
I shall make this the painless.
Give it to me!
It is my birthday right!
It's not your birthday!
It was never, ever your birthday!
You ain't even have a birthday!
- Ah! - Oh!
Oh! Ah!
Ha-ha!
Look at all those candy guts, yo.
Whoo! Oh, yeah!
It's my birthday. It's my b-day.
It's a me day. It's all about me, baby!
All about me! Aw... man.
Hey Star, uh, I'm really sorry.
I didn't realize sharing a birthday would be so hard.
- Here's some candy. - I apologize also.
I wished only to enjoy the birthday fun times.
But in doing so I took yours away.
It's cool.
- Still friends? - Be always.
Though I suppose I will have to wait until the next year
to do the pinata smashing.
Star, it's your first birthday.
I'm a make sure you gets to hit a pinata.
Okay, I'm ready.
Wow, I can't believe, Beast Boy went through all this trouble just so Star
could have a pinata.
Yeah! My man's share game is on point.
Let her rip, Star.
Give me some of those.
The happy birthday, Beast Boy.
Happy birthday, Starfire.