Victor knew he must be a mess, with Yuuri trying to clean him up the moment he came close. If Victor could do one thing it was to make a mess regardless of how careful he was in not making a mess. Considering flour liked to puff up everywhere he was truly doomed from the start with this one.

"I kicked him out because he was begging and begging to go out, but decided he wanted to come back in not five minutes later."

Rotten dog. At least he was staying out of food he wasn't supposed to be getting his nose into lately.

"Um.. Well." Victor looks at the bowl, then laughs at himself. "I asked your mother how to make that fancy cake, the ones you make for Christmas..? I really liked it! I thought I could make you one for.. your ... birthday. Though I'm not the best baker.. I can only be top at one thing, you know."