He didn't have the ingredients for a cake and he wasn't even sure he'd gotten the days right, but Frypan put extra eggs in the pan with some pieces of thick brown bread, and served them with a dollop of real butter that he'd been hoarding for a special occasion.

"Happy birthday, Minho," he said as he set the plate down in front of the other boy.

His knees felt weak and his stomach wobbled a bit when Minho smiled at him, but that smile made the teasing he was going to get from Newt later all worth it.