You arrive at a narrow bridge crossing a slow river of melted chocolate.

The old pastry bridge creaks under your steps. It looks safe enough… until a loud thud shakes the wooden planks.

THUD.

Something huge drops in front of you.

It is round.

Very round.

A creature shaped like a giant profiterole stands in the middle of the bridge. Cream bulges from cracks in its golden pastry body. Powdered sugar dusts its head like snow.

In its hands it holds a gigantic club made entirely of hardened chocolate.

The creature chuckles.

"Aha!"

"A traveler!"

It slams the chocolate club against the bridge.

"STOP RIGHT THERE!"

The Profitroll puffs up proudly.

"This bridge belongs to ME!"

"And nobody crosses without paying the toll!"

It looks you up and down.

"You DO have chocolate coins… don't you?"

It lifts the massive chocolate club and rests it on its shoulder.

"If you don't…"

The Profitroll groans.

"...we may have a serious pastry situation."