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“Is it… weird that I’ve never had a cake before?” “You’re asking me if NOT committing cannibalism is weird?” Pillow raised an eyebrow, smiling. “Yeah, I guess you're right.” Seven sighed. “I want to taste one, but everyone knows I’m a fork. And besides, kidnapping sounds a lot harder than murder, and I’m sure I want to go that far yet.” Seven looked out the window, pondering. “What if I told you could try a sample for free, right now?” Pillow asked, smiling. “What? Then I’d say yes, but don’t tell me- PILLOW! ARE YOU A CHEF?” “I guess you could say that. Let me get you some cake.” Pillow got up and went down to the basement.
Nine awoke to the sound of the basement door creaking. Finally, maybe xey would find out why fey were here. She was surprised to hear Pillow speak. “Good news, Nine! I finally got a customer! Which part will you give them?” “Dude, are you kidding? NONE! This ain’t cool, man!” “Come now, don’t be like that! Either you choose or I do!” Nine would protest, but they were tied up with thick ropes, so if Pillow did want to mutilate him, he couldn’t do anything about it. “Fine, bro! Spit or whatever!” Pillow frowned. “That’s a bit gross, don’t you think? I’ll consult Seven.” Nine was shocked. So Seven had finally snapped. Nine had almost trusted them, but jee didn’t want a repeat of the Fourteen incident. She hoped Seven said yes to spit…
“So what do you think?” “Spit does sound a little gross… tears, I guess? but don’t make them too sad!” Seven felt guilty… but if cakes were as good as they said… wasn’t Nine’s suffering nothing compared to her joy?
“Tears, please!” “I can’t do it on command!” “Ok then. Why don’t I tell you what happened to Ten?” Pillow held up a photograph of a happy Ten, and then another of Ten covered in scars from her skin being ripped off and running from whoever took the photo. Pieces of her were missing… Nine couldn’t take it anymore. It started crying. Pillow held out a wine glass and collected tears until Nine stopped crying. Pillow silently went back upstairs.
“Here you are!”
Pillow held out the wine glass.
Seven stared at it.
Seven took a sip.
A rush overcame them… a feeling so intense, she nearly fainted. Pink starbursts exploded before her eyes as she tasted the tears… sweet, sweet, impossibly sweet, almost sweet enough to drown out the guilt.
As the stars disappeared, Seven realized she had downed the whole glass! “So what do you think?” Seven only said 6 words: “We want cake! Where’s our cake?” (This is a ref to the song I mentioned at the beginning lol)