Muffin Tales

A Superhero's School Project

"Alright class!" The teacher said.

"The project's deadline will be next month. So I expect your projects to be nice and organized." She fake smiled, doubtful that that was going to happen

"Unlike last time." Max whispered to her friend, Sawyer who snickered at the thought.

Indigo shushed the two from afar, they were in front of Wendy who's sitting next to Sawyer.

"But wait!" Someone raised their hand and when the class looked at the hand, it reveals to be Derek who was raising his hand.

"What's the project all about again?"

Both Max and Sawyer were trying their very best on containing their laughter from the boy's high-pitched voice. Derek was considered as the tough guy of the class but now, it's almost as if his voice box got busted from shouting at his victims too much.

The teacher inhaled in annoyance of Derek's deaf-assed ears but kept a light-hearted expression, matching her passionated tone.

"The project is about robotics. Everyone create your own robotics project."

"Hmmm..." Max rubbed her chin, thinking ajout the upcoming project she's gonna do.

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Max flopped into her bed in her room and exhaled heavily.

Resting her gaze upon her room's ceiling that was covered in glowing star-shaped stickers, Max was thinking about what kind of bullshit she should be making for her project.

She got up and locked her gaze through her window, seeing her own reflection on a rainy day.

The pink haired raised her hand upfront of her face, flickering a tiny blue lightning around it and as if it charged up a light bulb above her head.

"IDEA!!!" She beamed, raising her hands while she accidentally shot up her telekinetic powers as it made a loud *BOOM* off the roof.

"Oops..."

Max rushed down to the basement, getting some stuff she'll be needing for her project. She then rushed to the kitchen, grabbing a cookie tray.

She carried her materials all the way to her small cabin that's not far from her neighborhood.

Her cabin was on a hill, next to it was a large tree with a tire swing.

When she entered the cabin, dust covered her face as she coughed it off.

"Ugh, mom really needs to remind me about cleaning you up big guy."

Max placed her materials onto her desk, cracking her knuckles with a determined expeession.

"Time to get to work!"

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"Nanite!" Max proudly raised an extremely small robotic figure.

"A microscopically small robotic life form that I can use to make a damn cookie that could be alive!" She explained.

"Of course, I don't have anyone else to explain this to..." Max sighed.

The thought of being the only child in the family gets pretty lonely sometimes ever since her brother... well, is dead. Of course getting the house to yourself when you're home alone is fun but what's more fun, is that you'll get someone to talk to...

"Okay, nanite." She grabbed the tweezers that holds the nanite as she puts on her goggles and carefully drops the nanite into the cookie tray.

"Let's make a lively cookie friend." She puts an extremely small cookie recipe into a compartment, and closes it again.

"Ugh, it's either that cookies aren't easy to make or I'm being an idiot for thinking about it." She talked to herself about some nonsense as the nanite begins multiplying, until a cookie appears in front of her in the tray.

The cookie opened its eyes and lit up as it spotted Max lifting up her goggles.

"Hi!" She gasped.

The cookie hovered around her and started giggling.

"Greetings!" The cookie greeted.

"Haha, yes!" Max raised her hands in the air, considering the experiment a success

Suddenly, the cookies continue multiplying, filling the tray.

"Whoa." Max paused, not having to expect this.

"Stop making cookies! Nanite stop!" She pointed her finger at the cookie that recently landed on her shoulders as it gave her a questioning look.

"My name is Cookiedroid, creator. Not nanite." Cookiedroid shook its head, not paying the slightest attention on the crisis in front of her.

"Okay, Cookiedroid. Can you stop making cookies now?" The entire cookie tray turned into cookies, preferably clones of Cookiedroid if I might say.

"Ah!" Max yelled, running from the cabin as her desk turns into cookies.

The entire cabin is then seen turning into cookies as Max looks on from further down the hill.

"Oh, Caleb. What did they do to you?" Max whinned, kneeling on her knees dramatically.

"Who's Caleb?" Max inhaled for her to answer the cookie's question.

"The cabin that your COOKIE CLONES HAVE TAKEN OVER!"

"Oh! That shouldn't be a problem." Cookiedroid had their body surrounded in a blue aura. The clones disappeared as their auras were connected to Cookiedroids as they merged into one.

"There!" The cookie turned to Max who noticed that their size was getting larger after that little moment.

"Wow." Max whipered in an awe, also silently praying to get a decent A for this project she did. But she's also dead inside that her cabin, her childhood playhouse and a free space of hers, is gone.

"By the way, have you seen my pet Play Block?"

"A pet? I never remembered creating you a-" A small, yet robotic squeak was heard by the pink haired girl from behind as she jumped in surprise.

"Oh, there you are!" Play Block flew its way towards Cookiedroid as Max looked like she had enough surprises for one day.

Published: May 30, 2020