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Help! My Moms Are Overpowered Tyrants, and I'm Stuck as Their Baby! - Chapter 221: Half-Baked Sunrise
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... f wondering exactly how many revolutions in recorded history have ended with powdered sugar on every available surface. Probably none; I intended to set the precedent. The Treaty Festival’s "Cakes at Sunrise" proclamation had begun as Mara’s delirious brainwave, but somewhere between midnight and morning it metastasized into a logistical testament to folly and optimism. We had trestle tables groaning beneath towers of pastries, cauldrons of chocolate, and, inexplicably, a cheese wheel carved int ...
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