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>See if Gorrma is still talking_

Yup, you're still chatting with Ballaa. Your anger has been displaced by the prospect of baking cake for people.

>Gorrma: Respond_

OO: okay! i can bake you one thish evening. maybe i can get hastyexecutor to run it over to your hive later.
OO: it'sh really eashy to make, too. i have mosht of the ingredientsh downshtairs in the cupboard. it jusht takesh a few cups of berriesh, half a cup of freshly-harvested--

>FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS GOOD, STOP TALKING ABOUT FOOD_

Hmmm. Maybe you shouldn't be spreading your secret cake recipes across the internet. You never know who might get their hands on it.

OO: oh, right, the night of the robbery.
OO: i think i was out looking for my lushush. he got hungry and went out to go find something to eat, but he took a while sho i went to go find him. he must've walked a real long distance, like all the way into one of the urban development districtsh, cuz i looked for him everywhere!
OO: anyway, he must've found shomething good, becaushe eventually he showed up outshide our hive again. he looked really full, too, like he'd just eaten a whole lot of shtuff! sugary shtuff! i ashked him what he found, but he didn't anshwer. he'sh not very talkative!
OO: but yeah, i wash moshtly looking for him in the woodsh around my hive that evening. then i gave up and made myshelf a shandwich. it was made out of--

> STOP. TALKING. ABOUT. THE FOOD._

You suddenly hear a noise from deep within the lower levels of your SUBTERRANEAN HIVE. It is a blood-chilling, echoing sound that rolls through the many halls of your labyrinthine abode, a sound filled with rage and eons upon eons of smoldering hatred.

OO: uh oh, shoundsh like dinner ish almosht done. i gotta go check the oven sho it doeshn't overcook. that happened lasht time and it wasn't pretty. i'll shee you later!
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