• Ralph was sitting at the table enjoying some delicious cheesecake made by Olivera. She made some of the best cakes he has ever tasted, the fact that he has only eaten cake made by Olivera and his mom probably would make that less of an accomplishment if his mom wasn't a culinary genius and wasn't the owner of the cake shop that Ralph was now gobbling up the cheesecake at.
    As Ralph was finishing the piece he was eating, not sure whether it would be his last or not, Thor came in. He exclaimed, “Cheesecake!? That's my favorite! Why didn't you tell me that you had cheesecake, Ralph?”
    “Because I knew that if I told you then you would eat it all. Don't blame the logic when it serves me well.” Ralph replied taking another piece and cutting Thor a piece, knowing that if he didn't that he would just eat all of what was left, about 2/3 of the cake.
    “This is good stuff, has an interesting taste to it.” Thor managed to say in between bites, “Who made this? Olivera or your mom?”
    “Olivera,” replied Ralph as the bell on the door rang as someone came in.
    Ralph glanced behind him to see his older brother, Edwin, glancing around the room.
    “What ya looking for Edwin?” Thor asked after swallowing the last bit of his slice.
    “My stick of dynamite. Do you know were it is? I was going to use it to blow some s**t up.” Edwin replied going up to the counter and looking behind it.
    If you can't tell Edwin doesn't really care much for cake. He took after his father more than his mother. His father was in deconstruction, not cakes and other culinary treats. Currently he was had an apprenticeship underneath his father learning the proper way to destroy things and when to jump out of the way to avoid possible harm and/or danger.
    Olivera, who heard the bell ring, came out into the front of the store. Appearing to be depressed that it wasn't a real customer, she turned to go back into the kitchen when Edwin asked, “Hey, Olivera have you seen my dynamite?”
    She looked at him for a second and than smirked with a weird eye twitch said, “Yeah I used it as the base ingredient in cake.”
    Edwin, Ralph and Thor looked at her shocked.
    Why would she do that? That's why it tasted different? Why does dynamite taste good? Were the first questions that came to their minds and Olivera lit a match and threw it towards the cake before the three guys even blinked after she said she used the dynamite in the cake.
    Edwin used his skills at escaping falling and exploding danger, by jumping in to the bathroom, but Thor and Ralph just watched in horror and seemingly slow motion as the match hit the cake and exploded.
    In a matter of seconds Thor and Ralph were no longer hungry and had no eyebrows, but other that that and a bit of soot and singed hair they were fine.
    Outside Officer Ruddles was eyeing a bear claw when he heard the explosion he rushed inside and saw that Olivera was smirking, as Thor and Ralph were smoking. He asked, “What in tarnations is going on in here?”
    “I-I think Olivera just tried to blow us up again!” Ralph replied looking surprised that Officer Ruddles was there, or maybe it was because he was surprised he could hear him.
    Sighing Officer Ruddles asked relaxing, “Olivera did you forget to take your pills?”
    She looked at him, eye still stitching, “Maybe... what if I did?”
    Officer Ruddles replied, “Sorry, I'm going to have to take you in for attempt of murder again. Until we can get your medication to you and than we'll drop the charges... again...”
    “Drat! Why do I always get caught when I'm off my medication?” Olivera asked taking off her apron.
    “Maybe it's because you always try to blow us up!” replied Thor angrily, not at the fact she tried to blow him up that happens so often he lost count as to how many times it has happened, but mad at the fact the cake blew up.
    Edwin came out of the bathroom carrying something in his hand grinning, “Look guys it's my dynamite!”
    “Than what exploded in the cake?” Ralph asked confused, looking to Olivera.
    “You got me,” she answered shrugging as Officer Ruddles dragged her out the door, “See you tomorrow boys!”

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    This is just more proof as to why you shouldn't trust the cake... The cake is a lie. Beware.