After a while, I finally got to update! :D
After Shadow escaped the giant maze known to everyone as the palace of wind's first floor, he was actually in a good mood.
I just know this isn't going to turn out well. I mean, Shadow in such a good mood means only one thing: the world is going to end next Tuesday!
"Calm down already! I'm only getting a piece of infinite fluffiness, of delicious creaminess, and divine flavor!" Shadow said to himself, as thousands of images of the one thing he loves the most came up into his mind.
You're talking about cake?
"YEAH!"
It's just a bunch of carbohydrates stuck together.
Shadow's smile was immediately wiped of his face. "…I don't know you. Don't speak to me again."
WHAT! But I'm you! You can't say that you don't know yourself! It's physically impossible!
"It's not mentally impossible, and I don't want to be friends with anyone who thinks of cake that way!" Shadow's smile came back from its temporary vacation as his next thought took part into his internal conversation. "IT"S CAKE! The best thing in the whole country! How come you don't appreciate it the way I do?"
… N-no reason why.
" Is that so? Riiiiiiiiight. Anyways, were here! Mission Fluffy starts now!" Shadow thought to his cake-hating self, as he came upon the doors that led to the Palace of Wind's kitchen.
Mission Fluffy? What kind of name is that!
"Something you won't appreciate either. Plus it fits perfectly with what cake means to me."
No offense or anything, but shouldn't you finish up the remaining parts of your plan instead of stealing cake?
Shadow then opened the doors to the kitchen quietly, and took a peek inside to check for unwanted witnesses. He confirmed that no one was in the kitchen, probably because it was midnight, and tiptoed inside.
The kitchen was very normal. With wooden counters, ranges, ovens, and all the sharp knives, forks and spoons an assassin could use for a good twenty years of service. Shadow ignored all of them,( thank the goddesses! Just imagine a maniac like Shadow causing havoc with an unlimited amount of sharp spoons!), and went straight to the cooling device that Vaati had invented to keep edibles from getting spoiled.
The cooling device, which looks like a modern day refrigerator, was covered in chains. In the center, keeping the door firmly shut was an oversized lock.
Shadow, you should leave. There is no way you can open the door with that dungeon lock keeping it sealed.
And just think about this, ok? If there is a lock on something it means it's not meant to be opened, right? SO DON'T OPEN IT! UNDERSTAND IT, YOU PSYCHOTIC CAKE MANIAC!
" Guilty of charge!" Shadow responded with a wicked grin. " Plus, if locks are always placed in dungeons, why do the Link's always open them? Simple: because locks are MEANT to be opened!"
Shadow then took something shiny, with a swift motion, out of his pocket.
" Did you remember that I have a key?"
Oh. Forgot about that tiny insignificant detail. Now leave.
Shadow completely ignored himself, and opened the lock with his extremely convenient key, and watched as the lock fell to the floor with a loud clatter.
Shadow, stop being so thickheaded and leave!
Shadow took a step forward and grabbed the device's handle with his right hand. In a second or two, he opened it, with the cool air leaking out and stinging his pale face.
The machine had a very vast of amount of food, each better and yummier than the next. He quickly scanned the large cold and prohibited area, until his eyes landed on the prize.
He gave himself a grin and reached out to grab the plate in which the delicious dessert was on. He took it, closed the doors, and laid it on the counter closest to him.
The cake itself looked glorious. It was of a fairly good size, and was covered with a thin, yet delicate, white icing. On top, it had a few red strawberries, and a few mountains of delicious vanilla cream on the borders, to top it of.
Shadow had a hungry look in his eyes, and if you looked closely, as his consciousness was, you could see saliva trickling down his mouth and over his tunic.
Shadow, I hope you have a swimming suit under your clothes, because you're completely drenching yourself with drool.
Shadow snapped out of his own imagination.
Oh. Sorry. Dozed off.
Yea. I noticed. Now can you leave?
Yea, sure, why not?
Shadow took the plate with the cake, and started leaving.
Waitamomentwaitamoment. You are going to eat ALL of it?
That's the plan!
That doesn't sound like a good plan, now does it? Compared to how ALL your other plans miserably fail, I presume this one is going to add up to the list.