
Cooking for Sunbutt [EPILOGUE]
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Wiggy on
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>The next morning, you awake to find yourself alone on the cushy pillow.
>Celestia has likely gone off to her duties, leaving you alone in her room.
>You sit up and scratch your head, before you notice something sitting at your feet.
>It's a small cake on a serving dish, cut neatly in half.
>A fork and a note sit on the dish's side.
>You lean over and grab the plate, before taking the note in your hands and reading it, the letters having been written in fancy cursive.
>"Cooking's not my forte, but I had to thank you for that cake somehow. Hope you enjoy! :) -C"
>You fold up the note and place it in your pocket.
>Grabbing the fork next to the cake, you pick a portion off the plate and eat.
>The cake was dry, and the frosting was runny.
>But it was the thought that counted.
>You took every bite with a smile on your face.