Another Year, Another Failure

While glancing at the display cakes in a store front window, Ezra paused, one catching his eye. 

They all looked down right delectable, but one had little sign on it. ‘Not Safe for Consumption’ it said.

“Oi, Cacino. We’re going in here.”

The coffee Android paused her walk and spoke in a robotic purr. “Ohhh? Looking to send some sweets to a sweetie for candy crush day?”

He scoffed before heading inside the shop, “Hardly.”

Cacino followed him in hearing the shopkeeper speaking in a happy tone.

“Welcome in! If anything in the display case catches your eye just let me know!”

“Yeah, I was interested in that chocolate cake there.”

“Oh? The Boulagian Chocolate? Did you just want a slice?”

“Nah the whole cake’s fine. What’ll it cost me?”

While the two Sweeticals talked payment, Cacino processed the information about this Boulagian Cake.

Interestingly enough, it was officially called Execution by Boulagian Chocolate Cake. Rumor had it that a witch created the cake for a cheating lover, when they ain’t it they perished.

Humans were so easy to break. But the real mystery was why Enzo wanted one? He had no lovers quarrel, unless one counted his one sided love with Silas Wreidt…

Once outside Cacino asked her question to her master.

“Why did you purchase a cake with such a dark history?”

“Hm? Oh I just want to kill Levina. Same as always.”

Cacino’s algorithm buzzed. Levina? This was nothing new with Enzo; however, Sweeticals were known to live on sugar and not be harmed by it. Perhaps the master intended to use the cake after tainting it somehow? 

A sign from Enzo brought Cacino’s focus back upon him.

“Welp, I suppose it’s time to go back to Asteria’s Hearth huh?”

“You have been gone much longer than normal this duration.”

With a whine, Enzo headed to where the compound, and his “family” resided.

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He wasn’t two steps inside when a voice called out to him.

“Ezra! Is that you? It’s been forever it seems!”

“Hey Nan. Good to see you.”

He looked at her, she looked surprisingly well, her moldening hadn’t gotten worse anyway.

She smiled at him and noticed the cake box in his hand.

“Oh? Did you get something from outside?”

He nodded. “Yeah, it’s for Levina. She in her clinic?”

“How lucky for her! Yup she’s there!”

“Cool, I’ll just drop this off for her then. Come on, Cacino.”

With a nod to Enzo and a wave to Nan she followed after the mythical Sweetical.

The clinic was a sterile environment, which Enzo KNEW he just didn’t seem to care.

Without knocking he entered her office.

“Yo, Levina.”

She briefly looked at him with a bored expression on her face. “Well, the prodigal son returns.”

“Ha ha ha. Yeah. So funny. Anyway, I got you a little something, cause you know, you do a lot.”

“Yeah I do. Thanks.”

She opened the cake box. “Hm? Oh nice, cake.”

She searched inside her desk drawer and found a fork.

Enzo watched with joy as she ate into the cake. 

Fantastic, everything was going to plan. Soon the world, and better yet himself, would be Levina free, just a few more bits.

“Enzo, do tell, what exactly you were planning by giving me an Execution by Boulagian Chocolate Cake? I mean, it’s delicious so I’m keeping it but if you were looking to end my life, you aren’t very smart. Sweeticals can’t die by eating sweets idiot. Thanks for the cake but you can leave now.”

With his face burning he stormed off, his footprints leaving molten flooring trailing behind him. Another year, another failure.