as far as you knew, Soda was getting into baking now more than ever. Darry never had to bother to make a chocolate cake these days because there would always be one Soda made the previous day you had no clue about. Darry even started leaving the baking supplies at home but Soda would just go out and buy every ingredient on his own anyway. It was getting concerning, and it didn’t help that the crazy amount of cakes he was baking disappeared within two days. Every morning it was the same. Soda would wake up early before he went to work, bake a fresh chocolate cake with too much sugar in it like always, and then leave for work. Darry was getting fed up with the cakes. Ponyboy too. It got to the point where they actually started getting sick of eating so much chocolate. Finally Ponyboy had had enough. “Gosh Soda, you have a problem with this whole baking thing. Is it an addiction?” Soda immediately looked amused but nervous at the questioning. “Is it an addiction? No I don’t think, I don’t think it’s an addiction, I think it does put me like, It makes me happy… But no, It’s not an addiction..*