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 | A Most Vexing MysteryThe Darigan Citadel's Master Vex has been summoned to appear before King Skarl of Meridell on an unknown matter. Much to Lord Darigan's displeasure.
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"Baking Memories" by elizabeth197288
"Oh no!” Rosie yelled, wafting away smoke as she ran towards the oven. Tugging the door open, she grabbed a dishcloth and pulled out the burnt cake. The top of the cake was black and crusty. No customer would pay for that. Unless… maybe she could scrape it off? Rosie’s wings twitched thoughtfully. She reached for a knife, and picked up the tin to turn the cake out onto a cooling rack. However, she had forgotten that it had just come out of the oven and was scorching hot, until she burned herself and dropped it onto the floor.
At that moment, the doorbell to her shop sounded “Just a moment!” Rosie called, glaring at scattered mess on the floor. Now she would have to bake another one, and she was already behind schedule. Rosie sighed, then hurried across the kitchen to greet the waiting customer. As she passed the worktop, her tail knocked over a bag of icing sugar. The sweet, sticky cloud made Rosie sneeze. “More mess,” she muttered, rubbing icing out of her eyes as she went through the door. In the shop, a young Usul with a red bow tied around her ears stood patiently behind the counter. She smiled at Rosie.
“Hello! I’d like to order a cake, please,” she said. Rosie winced. She hated saying no to customers, but today was not going well and she had so much work to do already.
“I’m sorry, I can’t take any more orders today. There’s been a few….um…problems in the kitchen…”
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