My destiny As A Bad Baker

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(this chapter is going to be shorter cuz  I don't know how to bake IRL)

Something about today seemed off. When I woke up my alarm didn't go off. (As usual). So I threw my usual clothes on and headed to the elevator and decided to have waffles for lucnh.  "Hey Al let's get waffles for lunch. " I said still tired. "Nonono my dear today we're baking with Charlie." Ah shit. I knew I helped my mom once or twice in the kitchen bit this will be different. "Uh OK that sounds cool." I sarcastically said. "Heya kilo! Ready to bake?" Charlie happily said. "Yeah but I need food first. Also did you hear something loud and strange last night?" I questioned. "Not that I heard. Maybe you're just hearing things."
"Hmm. Maybe. OK. Whatever lets get started with this shit."

*Fast forward 2 hours later*

Alastor's POV
Kilo is very adorable. They may not think that way about themself, but to me they are my friend.

Kilo POV
I started crying. By now everyone was watching me. It was humiliating! I started to glitch out like a large game with no wifi. And then I was in some sort of studio? Wait. I look over and see the big three V's. Vox, Valentino,  and Velvet. Angel told me about them. "...ilo!" What was that? "Kilo!" There it is again! "KILO!" I snap back into consciousness. Apparently Alastor saw me crying then pass out.

"That's what you think."

"Nonono my dear today we're baking with Charlie."

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