The Worlds Within

Easy as Cake, Wait What?

They walked down the hallway hearing weird noises the further they went, soon they started hearing a low moan, and soon it got louder and more frequent. Dean snickered "Sounds like someone's getting it on."

"Small ears!!" The Doctor said angrily cupping his hands over Angie's ears.

Donna smacked Dean "Oi! Watch your language!"

Dean winced "Sorry..."

"I'm not a kid," Angie muttered.

The Doctor removed his hands from her ears and said. "In human terms almost, but in Timelord terms you are definitely a child, and you will be for at least a hundred years."

Tony, Cloud and Dean stopped in disbelief "A hundred years!?" Tony asked.

"How old is she now?" Cloud asked.

"You can ask me, you know! I'm fourteen!" Angie glared.

"How long can you live for?" Tony asked interested.

The Doctor let loose a long breath, "A very long time."

"How old are you?" Dean asked.

The Doctor stopped for a moment calculating in his head "About 903."

"****," Dean said in disbelief.

Donna smacked him harder than last time "Oi! What did I say!?"

He winced "Sorry."

They reached the door, Angie motioned to open it, but Donna pulled her back and the Doctor went first, making Angie roll her eyes at them. As soon as he opened the door they heard someone moan "... Pies! Pies! Oh, lovely pies!" The Doctor walked in to see a man stuffing his face with pie in between moans, but what was even weirder than that was what was happening beside him, a birthday cake, and three cupcakes were sitting next to him and doing the same thing.

"What the---," The Doctor asked.

Dean pushed past him and stopped abruptly "Cas? What the hell are you doing?? What the hell are those things next to you!?"

Cas turned and stared at Dean like a child who was caught in the act. Filling covered his face and hands. He stared for a moment then sucked the filling off his fingers while pretending he wasn't, when he finished he sat back in his chair. "Oh, hey, Dean. What are you doing here?"

Everyone else filed in and a voice echoed around them "Entering level two, the Kitchen. New elements have joined the game."

"Is that my banana crème pie..?" The Doctor whimpered then started crying "You ate my banana crème pie! That was the last one!!"

"Uhhh, I think you're missing the bigger picture." Angie said pulling on his arm. "There is a birthday cake and three cupcakes eating a pie on our table... They even have facial features..."

The cakes stared at her strangely. "Pie tastes good." They looked over to see the littlest cupcake with green frosting had spoken, filling dripped from its mouth.

"Wouldn't that be considered cannibalism..?" Cloud asked. They all stared at him "They're all pastries."

"Maybe its pastryism." Tony smirked contemplating.

"No, I think it would be cannibalism."

"No, it would be pastryism since they're pastries."

"They don't call it humanism!" Cloud glared.

Dean smirked "Vegetarian, humanitarian!" he smirked before leaving the conversation.

"See, just like those! There's pastryism and cannibalism!" Tony said defiantly.