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(I'm bored so why not)
-One day when Cake gets back home
Cake: ??? there is a dead human in our house!
???: Oh hey. How did he get here?
Cake: ??? What did you do!?
???: Me? Uh-um I didn't do this.
Cake: Explain what happened ???
???: I've never seen them before in my life 
Cake: Why did you kill this person ???
???: I do not kill people. That is-That is my least favorite thing to do
Cake: Tell me ???. Exactly what were you doing before I got home?
???: Alright. Well I was upstairs
Cake: Okay
???: I was-I was sitting in my room
Cake: Yes
???: Reading a book
Cake: Go on
???: And uh this guy walked in
Cake: Okay
???: So I went up to him
Cake: Yes
???: And I uh stabbed him 37 times in the chest
Cake: ??? that kills people!
???: Oh-oh wow uh I didn't know that
Cake: How could you not know that!
???: Ya I'm in the wrong here. I suck
Cake: What happened to his hand!?
???: What's that?
Cake: His hands. Why-why are they missing?
???: Well I kind of cooked them up... And ate them
Cake: ???
???: Uh I-I was hungry and you know when you crave hands
Cake: Why on Earth would you do that!?
???: I was hungry for hands! Give me a break!
Cake: ???
???: My stomach was making the rumblies.
Cake: ???
???: That only hands would satisfy
Cake: What is wrong with you!?
???: Well I-I kill people and I eat hands. That's-That's two things.
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(I don't know why I did this. I could've done better things in the time I took to make this but nope. Anyways thanks for reading. Feel free to ask any questions. Until then goodbye)

(I moved this here from my book)

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