A gingerbread house competition? Hah! You’re joking. Do you really think that you could beat me?? Oh, you’re on!

Baggs stood beside you, his eyes scanning the ingredients to be used. The competition was based on not only taste, but also how it was decorated. Soon, someone set the timer, and the two of you eagerly got to work, practically being head to head in speed. Once the time was up for baking, Baggs looked over at yours, raising a non-existent eyebrow at your work.

Hm, not bad..