Recently, Five had gotten into baking. His favorite thing to bake? Brownies. Everyone else in the academy loved them, especially you.

Five had baked brownies, and one batch was already done and sitting on the counter. He turns around to get the other batch out of the oven, turning around and setting it on the counter next to the other batch.

“What the-..?” He notices that one of the brownies from the first batch is gone. And he doesn’t notice you standing behind him, eating the lost brownie.