Halloween and Cupcakes

My plan was great. It was going to be awesome.
Bring awesomely delicious halloween-themed cupcakes to a party while being considerate to that one attending sensitive vegan, and maybe even score some additional orders from her! I imagined her awesome surprised look and then followed to indulge in the sugary goodness...

On Friday night, her facebook message noted she was making cupcakes for the party. The first ohsh- moment. Wanting to avoid having her feel upset on the night of the party, I decided to drop her an sms telling her I was bringing the same. A call came a minute later. From her.

It was an interrogation.

You're bringing cupcakes?
Why didn't you tell me?
Why are you bringing cupcakes?
How are they vegan?
How much are you bringing?

Questions and the answers that followed were filled with awkward silences.

At the end of all of it, I offered to only bring my giant box of regular sizes since she had minis. I knew it wasn't going to end happy either way at this rate, but there was no reason why I should not bring mine because she made some too. I purposely made this order and reserved it for the sake of the party.

Saturday afternoon, I get a call from someone I least expect - her again. She lets me know there's no vegetables at the party and asks if I can get some. Sure, why not but why me? Ooh, that's why...

Are you still bringing the cupcakes?

Yes.. do you not want me to?

Yes.

YES? How selfish and immature can one get? She followed to ask me what flavours I had.. and I felt bad listing it since I knew it was nothing close to what she'd be bringing (cough). I don't want to admit it either but I can bet mine will look and taste better... which is the only reason why I'd be hesitant on bringing it, but the whole reason of bringing it to begin with was for HER SAKE (and because damn our cupcakes are good - vegan/organic or not.).

WHOLE PLAN WENT DOWN THE SHIT HOLE FUCK.

Now she gets to glare at me all night.
Snap at me if I try and distribute my cupcakes.
Maybe punch them when we're not looking.
All while ruining the night's mood.

Here's hoping all my premonitions are wrong.