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You Bake it, You Buy It
Living the life that she had, Promosis never had the chance to cook or bake any kind of meal for herself. Even while living in the city, she was afeared to try, lest she would start a fire or poison herself by accident.
However, today after some encouragement by the way of beautiful decorations, she decided to give baking a shot amongst a plethora of other participants.
While they were keen to combat against one another in baking and tasting, Promosis quietly kept to herself. She was just content to try her best, and hope something good would come from it.
However...with no experience, and no guidance, what she managed to make was...questionable, at best. As she took her cake out of the oven and set it down on the counter of her stall, she looked down at it.
Poking it gently with a wooden spoon, she asked. "It is not...meant to be jiggly...is it?" Somehow, the top of the cake was done, but the rest of it jiggled, and it was rather lumpy.
"...I worked so hard on this."
Just then, she noticed someone approaching her stall, and she found herself rather embarrassed as she looked up at him. "I am sorry... at what I have made.. I do not believe it is...good." She lowered her head, as if in shame.
