MCA #1, Late Saturday Morning

[mistressofblack]

The kitchen, as per usual, was filled with the scents of glorious baked goods. But this time, the baked goods were not what they seemed.

Lulu had her plans, after all: this world was in possession of such glorious technologies, technologies that could be used to rule Spira the way it should be ruled.

By her.

First baked goods. THEN THE WORLD.

[Establishy!]