"Two clans," Amaya muttered, tuning out Scythe's speaking.
The food smelled absolutely wonderful. Spicy and meaty and delicious. Peppers and rice and baby corn... All that was missing was a small little confection.
Well, she had the cakes in the fridge. All she had to do is cut one of them up into reasonable slices and everyone would get one. But which cake? There's five of them. She already decided the fruit-covered one was for her, so there's chocolate, yellow, red velvet, and triple chocolate.
"I got a cake. Does anyone like chocolate?"
Gracie
"You got us cake?" Awaji squeaked. He hadn't moved, but Rage tightened his hold on the little boy just in case.
"I don't think it's specifically for us, Waj'-kun," Scythe said, getting up. "I'm not very fond of cake, but those two like chocolate, if I remember right."
Rage stepped safely away from the pan to make room for Amaya so that Awaji's desperate attempt to get food wouldn't end up giving the girl a smack upside the head.
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A Dash of Chili Powder
FanfictionA bunch of kids are struggling through the way of the ninja - and very dramatically so! Follow these ninja on their nonsensical journeys full of drama, crack, hateful step-mothers, in-family rivalry, love, cuteness, and death.
