Another Crazy Day with Mikaija

Hello everyone! It's time for the Mikaija hour! She came over and we made a Christmas cake, so you can just imagine the fun we had with the camera. Yes, that's right, your favorite pastime tales are here once again.

As I've known Mikaija (MM) for quite a while now, I know what happens when we bake something. It's like she's a werewolf only instead of "were" it should be "sugar" and instead of "wolf" it should be "monster". This was why I was a little nervous when MM suggested we bake a cake.

I decided to go along with it however. "What could MM possibly do this time?" I told myself. But I soon found my instincts were not something to take so lightly.

She talked me into letting her do it all herself by saying sweetly, "If you come anywhere near me or the cake, you don't want to know what I'll do to you. Understand?"

She did okay at first, gently pouring in the cake mix.

But I watched in agony when I saw how MM dealt with the poor little eggs.

I couldn't stand any more of this. I took control.

MM didn't appreciate this much.

Grabbing the mixer, she shoved me away. I was soon reminded of the last cake we made.

When MM opened the oven, it was recalled to me how she had become insane that one day... the thought occurred that it must be the same process all over again.

My thoughts were interrupted, however, by Mikaija demanding that she get to lick the bowl. I felt I needn't interfere.

It was a bad choice for with a scrape, smack, and slurp, I found myself face to face with a monster even worse than the Phantom Pig.

....And she was hungry.

Thinking quickly, I gave her the finished cake to eat. She ate and ate and ate until she could eat no more.

I had once again escaped the clutches of a transformed Mikaija. As I gazed at the sad figure upon the floor, I wondered if she would ever be the completely normal girl she was before. I suppose we'll never know.

The End