CAKE SORTING FIGHT: Robot Saw the Arm and Everything Changed! - Cake Sort

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"Damn it, 'Strawberry Cape' again?" brix whispered. "It literally annoys me when it's next to that 'Velvet Tower'!"

He looked with disgust at the three-layered cake in front of him, covered in bright, sticky cream layers. His previous move had flung his 'Sea Salt Caramel' tower onto the top of the 'Lavender Dream' pile on the side. Everything was getting messy.

"Calm down, brix," jett called out from the corner of the other table. He had an arrogant smirk on his face, arms crossed. "If you can manage to get a 'Sunshine Lemon' right on top of a 'Midnight Chocolate', you'll get that explosive score. If your hand doesn't shake, that is."

brix took a deep breath. jett was always like this; relaxed, fast, and overly cocky. But this time, he was right. That gap in the middle of the table, that strategic point, was waiting for a blast.

Just as he reached out to move the cake, one of the shadows emerged. Silent, oddly graceful, and holding a tiny, trembling fork. This was zephyr, the most mysterious of the trio.

"What are you doing, zephyr?" brix asked, his voice rising with alarm.

zephyr plunged the fork into the very top layer, dead center, of the 'Pixel Cookie' stack on the table. Neither brix nor jett had been focused on that cake.

"Just a touch," zephyr said, his eyes fixed on the chaos of the table. "This 'Cookie' holds a secret. And I don't think either of you are ready for a taste of the truth."

The moment he pulled the fork back, that tiny, innocent-looking 'Pixel Cookie' stack suddenly vanished in a cloud of bright, purple dust. In the cookies' place, there was now only a single piece of cream, shining brightly in the center of the empty plate, with a small key figure drawn on it.

"What?" jett yelled, momentarily forgetting his arrogance. "That's not an explosive score! That's a... key!"

brix reached for the key. "Does this belong to that locked chest under the Milk River? No one knew what was in that chest!"

zephyr smirked, but this time the smile wasn't mocking, it was more mischievous. "There are no cakes in that chest, brix. It holds the true recipe for this world."

Just as brix was about to grab the key and run towards the chest, a deep, mechanical voice boomed from under the table:

"Rule Violation Detected. Use of 'Mystery Key' in the 'Match and Sort Cakes' Game. Table Locking Down."

The cakes began to vibrate. From the floor, right next to brix's feet, a shiny, chrome, robotic arm swiftly rose and grabbed zephyr by the wrist.

"Excuse me," the robotic arm said, its voice devoid of emotion. "But whoever introduced the non-regulation cake to the table will be ejected from this party."

The mischievous look on zephyr's face twisted into panic. As the robotic arm lifted him into the air, the cakes on the table began to melt, and that single, small key glowed in brix's palm.

"Go to the chest, brix! Get the recipe! Everyone needs to know!" zephyr shouted, his voice fading away.

jett looked back in horror, while brix was frozen, the key in his hand. The cake towers were quickly dissolving into a viscous, purple sludge.

The inspiration for this adventure is the game Cake Sort.

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