Cake is the Devil's Creation: Difference between revisions

I was asleep in my bed instead of trick-or-treating outside with laughing, scattering kids my age. My parents are going to my grandma's funeral, while I am stuck here without my brother, who is with my parents as well. I closed the window for no further distraction. But I heard a splat at the window, I peeked, and it was the cake from the photo. I screamed and opened my door to only see 4 more duplicate cakes! I jumped over them, went downstairs, dodges other crawling duplicates, rushed to the kitchen, and got a butcher knife. But behind me was another duplicate, catching the knife with it'sits flat layer.

I checked all over the house to see no more cakes, until a giant version of the duplicate was behind me, with a sword in it'sits hands. "FINALLY, YOU SHALL PERISH ALONG WITH YOUR GRANDMOTHER, AND PROBABLY YOUR ENTIRE FAMILY! HAHAHAHA!" But then, I heard a gunshot, closing my eyes, and ducked. When I stood back up, I saw a hole through the cakes middle of the layer, with his eyes focusing on it. He falls down and a huge splat covers my entire house, breaking the windows, and the backyard door. My grandma is in front of me, with a shotgun, she puts the gun down, rushes to me to give me a hug. As I hug back, my parents and bro come back, suprisedsurprised as they see me and my grandmother.