Chapter 5: Be Macaroon

"The macaroons are ready," I said to him.. placing the fresh batch in the table as he sat down there looking at me.

"You look really erotic in that apron." He giggled, teasing me a little.

"Shut up and eat." I flicked his nose.

"Ahh... ouch.. you are really so cute when you are flustered..."

WHAT IS up with this guy... he keeps trying to press my buttons... It's getting annoying.. not that I hate it... but it gets quite annoying sometimes...

"Anyways... I'll start and make the red velvet cake. Since you need that to not be spoiled right?" I turned to him...

"Aw... are you worried about me?" He chuckled, smirking behind me.

DO YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH OR SOMETHING?

"Anyways where is the red velvet..." I said to myself.. looking at the drawers above me looking for the red velvet...

"Why look for another red velvet when you already have me macaroon?" He smiled.

"I MEANT FOR THE INGREDIENTS NOT YOU. ALSO WHO SAID I HAVE YOU!" I shouted at him blushing at him.

Seriously! This guy... I hate him so much...

"Although I am quite curious? Where are we going exactly after we eat?"

"You actually don't know? Of course, we'll go to school... I heard from history class. Humans also have schools. Didn't you go to school?" He asked me.

"Oh..." I hid my face. "Well.. we didn't really have the money.. for me to go to school... so the only thing I learned was baking since we ran a bakery... it's just how we survived.. so.."

"Well look at the bright side. This should be your chance to go to school finally right?" He stood up gleaming with enthusiasm.

I remembered being along when I was at school... I never really got along with anyone.. since all they talked about was love... but I had to drop out since my father died and left us with the debt...

As I continued drifting from the past memories of my wasted youth. I hear a knock from the door... as I opened it.. it was Cinnamon bun... along with another foodlet with her...

"So you're the one that somewhat turned into a foodlet right?" The man asked me.

"Oh hello, good morning Custard bun." Red greeted them.

"Good morning Red. Looking good as always even if it's the morning." Custard complimented Red, making him smile.

"Anyways... Cinna told me about everything.. that you are a human and somewhat you died in the human world and then you suddenly just became well transferred to Macaroon's body."

He walked closer towards me... the smell of sweet custard... drifted in the air... his hair was blonde. like custard and his clothes reflected his sister's brownish but him looking a little more dapper.

"I do have a hypothesis on what could have happened..." He adjusted his glasses.

"You see for a foodlet to be made... there are two ways... but I'll discuss the one that made you come here in the first place. You see for a foodlet to be created. A soul essence must mix with a food item nearby and soul essence is created when someone dies."

He goes to a table.. and grabbed one of the macaroons from Red's hand.

"HEY I WAS EATING THAT."

"Assume that this macaroon is near your death area."

"When you died... your soul essence.. must have combined with the macaroon.. but perhaps your strong desire to survive made you retain your memories and you became macaroon..."

He then rubbed his chin... in a confused manner... "Although... I am very confused.. considering that macaroon already exists. You should not have been turned into the foodlet of macaroon."

"Oh from what I remember... Macaroon lives in the room on the highest floor from this apartment right? She's also a student in our school right?" Cinnamon asked Red and Custard for confirmation.

"Yes.. now that I remember it... Macaroon.. was a shut-in right?" Custard said timidly.

"Someone as pretty as this is a shut-in?" Red said teasing me... playing with my hair.

"What actually happened to the real Macaroon? I mean she doesn't really look like the type to be a shut-in." I asked them.

"Like I'd know... about the relationships of other people... I'm always busy in the science club." Custard responded.

"Actually I did hear about something... a nasty rumor about her... I'm not really sure if it's true though." Cinnamon said to all of us.

I raised an eyebrow.. asking her. "What rumor?"

"Apparently Macaroon was an attention hogger and a social climber... she was so desperate to be popular.. and some rumors even said she tried to kill someone.. although I'm honestly not sure," Cinnamon said timidly.

"By the way? What's your soul core?" Custard asked me.

"My soul core? I'm honestly not sure..."

"Your soul core is usually an item that you hold most dearest to you. Surely you have an item that you hold anything of value in your clothes or your accessories."

I looked to see around my accessories... but none of them really stand out to me... all of these are just pink junk...

"Maybe her soul core is what Macaroon hold dear the most? I mean she is in Macaroon's body after all." Red suggested.

"How about we go to Macaroon's room? Maybe her soul core is in her room wouldn't you guys agree?" Cinnamon suggested.

"Actually you are right.. why not go there..." Red agreed to the idea.

"Alright let's go there now," I said to them...

We all stood up and got off to go to the highest floor of the building... I didn't know this apartment complex had like 10 floors... I guess this is why they said this apartment had a lot of layers... CAUSE IT LOOKS LIKE A CAKE OUTSIDE. I mean that shouldn't honestly be surprised since this place is called Cake City...

As we continued walking we past by many more rooms.. many of which were decorated into the foodlet living in the rooms... Talk about custom doors... I giggled to myself... as we reached the last door.. there it was.. pink and sugary.. it had the nameplate "Macaroon" on the door.. that must be her dorm room.

"Alright then... I'm going in.."

I touch the doorknob of the pink door with the nameplate "Macaroon"

Click Click.

WAIT.

IT'S LOCKED...