"Oh, okay then." Mira says. Turning away, she heads over to the living room couch. She then pounces onto the couch and waits patiently for you.
Those robbers shouldn't have thought about coming to your house to mess with you. Especially when you have Mira around to help out when things become troublesome. Maybe later after talking to the cops about the predicament of having the robbers bust in to your house, you might stop by the store and pick up something for her to eat or play with.
You look at the time and realize that you are just in time to get the cake. Gleeful over how the day turned out you walk over to get the food. Standing before the oven, you grab a pair of oven mitts and open the oven. Carefully, you take out the cake, making sure to not burn yourself or let it fall. You worked hard on the food you are holding.
Placing it on the counter, you can't help but smile at your own good effort. The cake is fine and perfect. It looks good enough to eat.
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