A chaotic, interactive birthday fic where the readers call the shots.
Taki's birthday is coming up, and the &TEAM members are on a mission:

PLAN A SURPRISE PARTY FOR THE HUMAN ENERGY DRINK... WITHOUT HIM FINDING OUT.

Easy, right?

...Wrong.

He's suspicious.
He's hyper.
He's Taki.

Now it's up to you (the readers) to help the members make choices at every stage before the birthday goes from cute surprise to actual war zone.

🧩 HOW IT WORKS:

Each part of the story ends with a choice, and readers vote in the comments to decide what happens next.

🧠 Example Scenario #1:

🚨 K has 2 hours to make the cake. Problem: He's never baked. Ever. What should he do?

Call Fuma for backup, but risk waking Taki.

Use YouTube tutorials and hope for the best.

Say "Screw it" and buy a cake, pretending he made it.

Comment your vote: 1, 2 or 3! The most voted option will be written in Part 2!

🎤 Scenario #2:

🎭 Nicholas is on "Taki Distraction Duty." What's the plan?

Start a random fake argument with Jo to keep Taki busy.

Tell Taki they're going to film a secret TikTok dance.

Bribe him with bubble tea and force him to play Uno.

👀 Each option leads to different disasters:

Taki almost figures it out.

Jo takes the "argument" too seriously.

K spills frosting on Harua.

🎁 Final Twist:

Taki is not as clueless as they think.
He's been playing along the whole time.
At the end, the story flips — and readers choose how Taki gets revenge or reveals that he knew everything.

"You thought you were being slick?"
"I knew something was up when K tried to bake."
"Happy Birthday to me... and good luck cleaning that confetti bomb."

🧁 What Readers Get:

To be part of the story

To feel like chaos creators alongside &TEAM

A chance to make the ending sweet, tragic, or completely deranged

🌟 Possible Ending Options:

🎉 Everything goes perfectly. For once.

🎂 Taki turns the tables and throws the real surprise party.

💣 Nicholas falls into a cake and everyone starts blaming Jo. Again.

💌 It ends with a heartfelt moment where Taki thanks them all — in the middle of the mess.