And this is from Stan and Gus:
Gus, dressed in a tuxedo, wheels out a birthday cake. A big one.
The top of the cake bursts and out pops Stan, wearing nothing but frosting. "Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Addy and Emily, Happy-- hey, are you telling me she's got me naked in a cake and all I'm supposed to do is sing? Is she for real?"
Gus shrugs. "She says it's their birthday."
"But these chicks are m/m fans, right?"
Stan rolls his eyes. "Get out of the penguin suit, tons of fun, and get over here."
Gus gets a wicked gleam in his eye, strips off the tux and wades into the cake. There's chocolate cake and frosting everywhere. Stan grabs him by the shoulders and jumps up, wrapping his legs around Gus. "Now this is more like it."
Their lips lock. Gus grabs Stan's long blond hair in one frosting coated fist and pulls his head back, running his tongue down Stan's long, graceful neck. "Oh, God, Gus!" Stan shouts. "I love how you get around food!"
With a growl, Gus lowers Stan, and the two of them disappear from sight as what remains of the cake starts to tremble. Little is heard for some time, except for some giggling, a gasp or two, and, at last, Stan's voice lifts once more in song: "Happy birthday to youuuuuu!"