BAKING WITH

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<img src="https://wearyrains.neocities.org/game%20material/IFs/BAKING%20WITH/titlecard.png"> [[start]] [[credits]]

<img src="https://wearyrains.neocities.org/game%20material/IFs/BAKING%20WITH/register-be4.png"> You just started working at this small town bakery because no other place will hire you. You have your reasons. It was an open secret that you just got let out on probation after accidentally lighting a hardware shop on fire. That cheap pack of cigarettes had your fucking name on it You are greeted by your boss. She seems very friendly but she looks at you like you have a criminal record. Which you do. This job is the closest place to your home that doesn't get your parole officer all giddy and gay over in his office [[look into her eyes]]

Twine story submitted as entry for the Low Quality Game Jam 7 - Theme: Cookie art / writing / game pib / wearyrains Yeah that's it buddy [[return|Title]]

<img src="https://wearyrains.neocities.org/game%20material/IFs/BAKING%20WITH/girl.png"> The woman looks at you. with her big ol eyes. "Where have you been?" She asks. Her expression doesn't move. You don't see a single other employee so you assume this is your boss. Lack of employees aside you need a good excuse and fast [[I was burning down a building]] [[I slept in]]

"Oh that's right you're a criminal." she says. "Just don't burn the cookies, ok?" She says. You think you saw her smile but maybe that's your mind just filling in the blanks. She hasn't even blinked yet so what do you know. Wordlessly, she speeds into the kitchen, taking such short quick steps beneath her long dress she mas as well have been floating. [[follow]]

She looks at me. I look back. I don't think she likes the fact I slept in my first day. Clearly. <img src="https://wearyrains.neocities.org/game%20material/IFs/BAKING%20WITH/girl.png"> "lazy. You are lazy" she tells me. I nod in agreement. She then walks into the kitchen so fast I swear she done slid like a slab of butter. Writhing in guilt I [[follow]]

<img src=https://wearyrains.neocities.org/game%20material/IFs/BAKING%20WITH/kitchen.png> "Aight bitchboy this is the kitchen" she announces "aw yeah! The cribchen!" I say "Never say that again I am not afraid to hold employee compensation" she says "ok" My eyes pop outta my sockets. Not because of her words but because it dawns on me that this kitchen looks like SHIT [[GIRL YOU COOK YTHRE FCUKI NFOOD IN HERE??????????]] [["I'm happy to be venturing into such an amazing business opportunity with you!"|Not]]

<img src="https://wearyrains.neocities.org/game%20material/IFs/BAKING%20WITH/girl.png"> "Shut your bitch ass up you boutta bake the food," she tells me, her eyes unwavering "Now let's make some [[cookies]]. You know how to make cookies, right?"

<img src="https://wearyrains.neocities.org/game%20material/IFs/BAKING%20WITH/shesnot.png"> [["I'm not."|DoYouKnow]]

"No............" You began, suddenly falling you fat volupotous ass that could've triumphed the whole damn establishment with its cake if you wanted against the wall and slopping to the floro "For you see... when I was child, I was only fed dollar store saltines and well water" you explained, looking up at the baker with big puppy dog eyes hoping she would understand, and perhaps take enough pity on you to give you an early raise if you got that far. You [[look into her eyes.|DoYouKnow]]

<img src="https://wearyrains.neocities.org/game%20material/IFs/BAKING%20WITH/girl.png"> "Anyways, we're baking cookies." she says "Pick up the flour and let's get started" "Can you at least help me up off the floor I'm stuck" "good bakers don't fall they only rise" she says you have a very sudden urge to chuck this woman into a furnace but you do not want your probation officer to take the fattest W "i-told-you-so" ever so you get up and force a happy [[customer]] service smile across your face!!!!!!!!!! Yay!!!!!!!!!!!

"Hello? Hello hello?" Oh shiit it" 'fuc kwe gonna do" you ask the baker lady woman girl <img src=https://wearyrains.neocities.org/game%20material/IFs/BAKING%20WITH/watching.png> "Djude I ain't taking it somebody's gotta watch the oven" she says, already having positioned herself by a perfectly preheated oven to avoid customer service responsibilities. Just as planned. You gulped. and [[venutre]]

<img src=https://wearyrains.neocities.org/game%20material/IFs/BAKING%20WITH/register.png> "Anybody working here?" A man says the moment you show up. you forget how tgo speak this guy looks like trouble already "good morning sir! what can I get y-" "I want six dozens of cookies arranged exactly as double chocolate chip, chocolate chip for the first one, mint chocolate chip, red velvet for the second, birthday sprinkles E XTRA BROWN and snickerdoodle for the third, all chocolate chip extra chocolate chips all with exactly seven chips each for the fourth and then the last two are entirely ust plain sugar cookie lightly cooked in cone tubs individually w rapped and signed with the pink and white strippeed awrp ing paper p and i WNANA T have it and Iin FIFTE N MINUTES it's for my dying mom's 190th birthday party" "...I'm sorry what" you hadn't listened to a word this man said outside of dying mom's 190th birthday party and you already felt the guilt washing over you "yteah man she nearly died after some sonovabitch lit the hardware shop she's own for the last 120 years on fire she's still super upset over it" "oh" what do yu tell him [["I did the fire"]] [["We don't sell cookies here sir"]] [["Yo mom too old for sweet shit motherfucker sign this health waiver I ain't going bac kt o pris on"]]

IT IS ON SIGHT. The man leaps over thg efucking table like a goddamn rabid animal animorph animorph and starts bashing your fucking face into the concrete. You claw at his big blue beautiful eyes staring down into your amethysyt purple bvorbs and you realize damn maybe if I waasn't so into fuckign arson I could be clapping mad cheeks right now instea dof getting murdered in a better life. oh well Your probation officer detects trouble! He fucking rams his 1964 cadillac into the bakery wall with a biggest smile on his face, whips out his hip new iphone he stole from his ghrandson and starts recording, l;lickgi nhis fucking lips like slurp slurp slurp he a whole ass FROG you realize the law is not on your side and it clearly isn't becauuse the [[cops]] busted in right afterward

"bitch what the fuc kare you talking about has your dumb of ass never been in a bakery begfore fuck is wrong with yoju can't you read the fucking sign oh my god what kind of a bakery doesn't sell fucking cookies you guys are fraud ZERO STARS I am going to rate you all ZERO STARS i hope you're ZERO SSTARS your life your livelihood your job your jordans ZERO STARS you will never find another job again. ZERO STARS" "i will give you a 100 percent off discount on your next purchase if you don't do that" "Oh well bless your heart sweetie it's ok!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He says "It's not your fault!!!!!!!" <img src="https://wearyrains.neocities.org/game%20material/IFs/BAKING%20WITH/girl.png"> the bakery giirl slides outside the door "what is going on out here-" she says before the customer pulls out a power drill that laser beams her into ashes right then and there no provocation on SPOT "what the fuck is wrong with you?" you ask. YOu sure did love arson but you didn't really approve of sudden murder unless you were doing it "I'm sorry man I thought this was a yaoi story I had to take her out man no PUSSY aloud this isn't a sea food restaurant" you put your hand on his shoulder "This world is filled with both romance, and the absence of romance! Both are valid! And it should never be anyone's place to exclude any group of people based on who they are and what their romantic preferences or lack thereof ar-" "ayo sh ut oyur FUCK up i just came here for the cookies and optional cake this is getting too much for me" the customers says before [[shooting you too]]

"Man....Maybe you're right," the customer says. "I was glad to still have my mom be alive after the fire, so I shouldn't do anything else that could be a detriment to her health...Thanks man!" He says ,giving you a wide smile, a pat on the back , and then walks out into the sunset despite you swear it being a little bit past noon. You smile and wave him goodbye. <img src="https://wearyrains.neocities.org/game%20material/IFs/BAKING%20WITH/girl.png"> "fuck happened here was that a customer" "Yeah!" <img src=https://wearyrains.neocities.org/game%20material/IFs/BAKING%20WITH/ref2.png> "Did he buy anything" [["..."|Ending 3]]

"FREEZE!" they yell and start shooting you and only yoiu despite you being flat stanley'd into the floor. By some grace of god all their bullets managed to miss but you're still getting choked out by the angry customer above you so the situation still could be better <img src="https://wearyrains.neocities.org/game%20material/IFs/BAKING%20WITH/girl.png"> the b aker lady comes out "what's going on in here" she says before getting handcuffed immediately "what the fuck did I do " shje asks "You're going to jail" "why" she ask before getting a taser to the neck. She glitches out and gyrates and rolls around and merry go rounds and hue shifts and chromatic abberations like someone applying every single photo filter all at once before stretching and slingshotting into the fucking stratosphere. There goes your paycheck....................................... "Oh shit was that the baker lady?" The man above you asks, finally releasing his hold on your neck. This was your chance! You suddenlyu cough up thre box of matches you had deepthroated the night prior for safe keeping (you liked to get a little freaky at night with yourself don't worry I don't judge) and fucking the whole across his red bubble goofy ah t-shirt and book it. The whole bakery goes up in [[flames|END 1]] wiithin minutes.

<img src="https://wearyrains.neocities.org/game%20material/IFs/BAKING%20WITH/1%60.png"> You didn't get paid......You didn't get ANHYTHING.......But man do those flames look badass........................... [[Ending 1: Sean Kingston reference|Title]]

<img src="https://wearyrains.neocities.org/game%20material/IFs/BAKING%20WITH/2.png"> [[Ending 2-you fucking DIED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!|Title]] (don't ask how the baker lived shawty just got good insurance)

<img src="https://wearyrains.neocities.org/game%20material/IFs/BAKING%20WITH/3.png"> [[Ending 3-You got fired :(|Title]]