Angel had been running up spiral stairs for what seemed like hours. She was exhausted, left with no food, and going down would take longer than going to the top. She knew she had only one choice. She kept running, but this might not have been the best idea.
After what seemed like hours all in 30 minutes, she arrived at the top. She walked up to the door and peered through the small window on it. There was another cookie with a cake arm, he seemed to be lost in his work. A small cake pup by his side.
The man looked intimidating. His sword was leaned up against the wall near him, it seemed almost as tall as him. She wondered how this battle would go. She stalks for a few more moments before he speaks up.
"Chiffon! C'mon boy!" He calls, walking over to a small dish. He leaves the pup some food to eat and grabs his sword. He then turns around, staring directly into her eyes through the small window. He knew she was there. But how?
Before she could comprehend it, he was at the door. It flew open with such force she was knocked back. She almost was flung down down steps. The door slammed behind him. He stared into her soul. "What are you doing here. How did you get up this far??" He asks, seeming alarmed.
"I just climbed..." Angel tells him, getting ready to sprint down the steps, little did she know Red Velvet wasn't going to be that easy on her. "What's your name?" He asks another question, a little annoyed at her snarky comment.
"I'm Angel. You?" She asks, waiting for him to tell her. "Red Velvet. Commander of the cakes." He explains, keeping close eye on any movements Angel makes.
She gets ready to sprint down the steps but he stops her, pulling her back with the cake arm. "No. You're stuck here" He states, dragging her along to a cell. "You're going to be my helper. When I need you I'll be back." He says. "For now, sit tight and look pretty" He smiles, strutting away confidently.
Sorry it's short. Just wanted to write something. I'll add more asap.
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