You smell something fantastic coming from the Hope’s Peak kitchen. It smells as if heaven was baked into a cake or pie. As if god himself crafted a croissant. The smells lures you into the kitchen, to find a small boy, around 3’11”, crafting all sorts of lovely snacks. He’s moving around the kitchen as if moving through silk. The boy is completely engrossed by his baking, humming a tune to himself. Hmmmm, hmmm hmmmmm!~