>>5168725“T-That man over there is a convicted criminal, Professor!” Dorothy looks a tiny bit scared.
“Woah! What a haircut!” Professor Bombastus is wowed by the dumbest things.
“W-Why did you pick him?” Ulrich is still confused by this.
“To test me, sir.” Butler has his own head canon.
“Oooh, I see, Kobashi is quite a peculiar fellow indeed.” Ulrich sees you in a better light for this. “Bombastus, who’s your judge?”
“Oh, my right-hand woman Dorothy, of course!” Bombastus smiles from ear to ear. “You’ll taste cake, and you say it’s good, right?”
“S-Stop with the fake accent! And I didn’t agree to any of this!” Dorothy is looking incredibly nervous now.
“You’ll eat cake! What’s there to reject? C’mon! Dorothy! Tonight, whether it’s mine or his! You’ll find in love with cake!” Bombastus just wants his assistant to see the light. But the thing is, doesn’t she already love cake?
“F-Fine…” Dorothy relents for seemingly no reason.
“And I’ll be the last Judge.” Ulrich points at himself. You assumed so since this whole duel became a thing. “S-Since none of you two brought anyone with any culinary knowledge. I feel forced to take the stand.”
“Booo!” Marcela didn’t like the decision.
“How horribly underwhelming.” Vanessa shakes her head. “He’s the one with most at stake here, so it’s understandable.”
“Hahahaha! It’s a friendly match! There’s no need for animosity!” Professor Bombastus taps Vanessa on the back.
<span class="mu-s">What do you do? Do you have any objections?</span>
>“Ulrich, I can’t allow you to be the Judge. You can taste the cake and give your opinion, but someone else needs to be on that seat!” Object to this setup.>“Mr. Bombastus, a word if possible?” Talk with him before any of this happens.>“We have this whole setup, why don’t we make it an actual Iron Chef duel?” You feel like eating freshly baked cake is better!>No, you don’t. Let this play out.>Write In.(Last reply of the day! We come back Saturday!)
