Hopeless Secret Agent with a taste for good cuisine
Dear Diary...
The day was like any other. Wine was eating her cake again preparing for some sort of “Mission” that she always talks about. The skydancer had left to go “grab her gear” when the incident happened. They were quick, fast, and knew what they were doing…
9 a.m. Wine left to get her gear. The 2ed floor kitchen was left alone for about 7 minutes then the lights went out.
9:45 a.m. Wine comes back to her cake gone. Where did it go? She didn’t even wait, about 3 minutes she was yelling to BloodWrath about her caking being done.
10 a.m. I am now eating her cake peacefully as her husband is making her a new one.
LOLOLO YOLO?1!1!! NEWB!
-Grimraven

She looked at the diary with disgust. How dare he? First, he starts to ‘troll’ the residents of the lair. A waste of time her opinion. Now for the fun part, revenge. No one eats Wines cake and gets away with it. The idea of how to take revenge was coming to her and she would need the help of the coli team.

Janus was bewildered. Wine, Wine of all people needed his help? Even if Janus would never admit it he loved Wine’s mission stories. He, after all, was a total nerd but would never admit it. He refuses to admit a lot actually. But this? It was a dream come true! He could join her! He could.
“Wait. You want me to do what?!” Janus again, no longer fanboying out, was bewildered.
“Easy. Chase him to me! That way you can get him into the trap.” Wine explained as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
“I’m sorry but why can’t you do it?” Janus questions.
“I literally do not have the strength to do it. I ambush, not chase. Plus if you have ever seen Grimraven run he's fast.” Janus hadn’t seen when it happened but Wine was now eating some vanilla cake that seemed to pop out of nowhere.
“Fine but you need to give me something in return” Wine smiled twistedly making Janus regretting this already.

The chase was on. Grimraven was running but clearly was outmatched. Janus was playing with him, it was clear to anyone, mostly Swifttalon also Wine’s Husband, watching. Janus, having practice, twisted Grimraven down a set path. All the way to the kitchen back where it started. As soon as he opened the doors a tarp came crashing down.
“What the hell!” Was the first thing to come out of his mouth. He was trying to get and when he finally did he paled. Wine, in all her glory with too many cakes around her sat on the counter.
“And so, the cake snatcher is caught. Just what do you have to say, Grimraven?” Her remark was amplified by Janus growling behind him. Blocking the only exit not blocked by Wine. He was quick, to tell the truth, that is. So there wasn’t much to say but Wine sure felt good.
“Alright well, let’s go with this. You never touch one of my cakes and I never touch you until them. Got it little Grim reaper Cake?” She smiled, clearly liking his new nickname.
“Deal! Dealdealdeal!” Grimraven ran out of the room quicker then either of them could stop him. It didn’t matter it seemed as Wine went back to eating her cake.
“Soo, that’s it?” Janus wondered about a lot of things right now, especially how Wine was gonna pay off her debt.
“Yep. Easy right? Well now, about that debt. Want a cake?” Wine seemed to have no problem with it.
“Yeah. Yeah, sure I’ll take that…” Janus for the life of him could not explain to anyone why he agreed in the first place. But one thing is for sure. Despite all that, he admires her more now. For some reason.