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“First, I want you to admit that my cake was the real deal.” You decided to demand the respect your cake deserves! Carol is the biggest hater since you! Towards her! Her music blows!
Carol defies logic by maintaining her composure out of sheer frustration.
“Are you kidding me right now…?” Her voice doesn’t quiver despite the fidgeting. “I’ll say whatever you want me to say later! Just get your hands working.”
“Carol, I know you! You won’t admit a thing later if I help you now.” You’re clearly not a dumbass, spiteful yes, but not a dumbass.
“G-Get over yourself for a moment, not everything is about you!” Carol would have a point if it wasn’t Carol saying it.
“Yeah, it’s about the cake.” If it was here, you’d pet it.
“You’re not supposed to have more than two powers, why does it do this?!” Carol wants an explanation with her face down on the bed.
“Because it’s filled with *love.*” You put both hands over your heart and swoon.
“Don’t make that noise ever again.” Carol didn’t like your emotions.
“I’m not a robot, I can be passionate about stuff.” You defend your antics.
“What about using your passion to help damsels-in-distress? You’re good at it! Your buddy here needs some of that.” Carol shakes her body like a snake.
“Admit your mistake, and I’ll be all over it.” You magnanimously say.
“You know my fans would kill to touch my body?” YUNG-P feels like you’re enticed enough.
“Caressing your body isn’t a privilege, we were married.” You deadpan.
“Then do this instead of paying for child support or something!” Carol has no idea how marriage actually works.
“We don’t have children.” You frown. You weren’t married either, but a child? You’re no deadbeat!
“I’ll tell Timothy that.” Carol acts like a heartless ex.
“Don’t you dare.” You won’t let your children suffer, imaginary or not.
“Then touch me!” Carol demands treatment.
“No!” You’re a man of principle. “Admit you like my cake!”
“Never!” Carol has her game face on. A true unbreakable professional. Except for the fact that the rest of her body is convulsing.
“Why?!” You don’t get why it’s such a big deal.
“Did you pay attention to Emily?! She got hotter and hotter as she thanked you! She ended up way worse than Clutz and I! I don’t want to get like that!” Carol has her reasons. Didn’t Emily get a little better after thanking you?
“That’s not how it works!” You think. Your dessert works in mysterious ways.
