>>5943434“You’re not going to provoke me into doing this. I’m not a kid.” Carol looks down on Clutz. “I won’t risk my skin.”
“If you already believe him, why are we bothering to do this?” Emily finds a flaw in Carol’s behavior.
“She’s a scaredy cat. That’s it.” Vortexia is having the time of her life with her petty insults.
And so, the loud ticking sound from the oven plays, the baking process is done. <span class="mu-s">Your Cake is close to being ready!</span> You pull out your freshly baked masterpiece for everyone to see! The aroma impregnates the room...
“I’m not done yet.” You remind everyone you still have to assemble the cake after it cools off.
“I-I knew that…” Carol was panicking for a moment.
“You’ve never baked a cake before?” Emily didn’t know YUNG-P could sink even lower.
“Ah? What’s the matter with you? Why are you acting like everyone has?” YUNG-P is annoyed at the presumptuous lady.
“That’s a gigantic <span class="mu-i">no</span>...” Emily isn’t surprised anymore.
“Not even a cookie?” Vortexia has some baking chops.
“I can teach you. Come over, I’ll show you.” You invite the brainwashing idol.
“Nope. You’re getting zero help. Not even from me.” Carol crosses her arms.
“All right.” You shrug. The cake has cooled off enough, you start with the decorations…
“Think it over, YUNG-P. You’ll need a second job after I take your throne soon.” Clutz jokes.
“I appreciate your concern. I truly do. You’ll be great in this business, dear.” Posh Carol pinches Clutz’s cheeks.
“She will. You laugh now. But she will.” Emily is going to take ‘helping the agency’ a little personal.
“What do you mean? I’m being nice and friendly! Friendly and nice! Please, Emily, I know what would do wonders for that attitude of yours, and that’s a freshly baked slice of cake! Go on first! Nobody is going to stop you!” Carol wants to weasel herself out of this again.
“As Johnny says, we’re all going to eat it, Carol.” Emily smiles back. “Every. single. one. of. us.”
And with those words, you’re finally done with every single detail for this <span class="mu-s">Magnificent Cake!</span> The fact that you don’t have a name for it should be a war crime. Wait, you’re no war criminal, you’re a Baking Menace! Anyway, you look at the results of your efforts with more pride than a drunk driver who is forced to give up his keys for the night and has to be thrown into a taxi. Weird tangent. Cake is done. Maybe it’s not as perfect as the one you did with Kata, but getting to 90% on your own is still a victory in its own right.
