Chapter 7 poor little lamb

"Oh come on wifey you can do it!" Ymir said grinning. " just stroll over there and see if you can sneak his secret recipe back over here before he notices!" The scruffy tomboy said. "B-but Ymir are you sure this will work?" Christa asked twiddling her fingers. She was wearing a bright orange sundress today with white lace trimming and matching orange sandals.

"Ofcource it'll work!" Ymir reassured comforting the girl. She then handed Christa a walkie talkie. "And if something happens, contact me on this" she said." Okay" Christa nodded. She was determined to make Ymir happy and carry out this mission! Last time turned out to be a flop, but this time they would be successful!

"Wish me luck!" Christa said walking out of "Fantasy Pastry" and down the street. It was still very early in the morning so there was hardly anybody out she was in front of Armin's Bakery she stepped in through the front door causing it's the Bell to jingle. She smiled when she saw Armin's kitty come down stairs ."aww Hi Kitty!" Christa said picking up Mr Whiskers. "where's your owner at?"

She soon got her answer when she heard the sounds of a shower running and off key singing coming from upstairs in Armin's apartment. "Oh! Well I better get to work!" Christa said putting Mr Whiskers down. "Merow!" Mr Whiskers replied following the blonde into the kitchen. "Armin has very cute taste" she said gazing at the kitchen again. She looked through everything before spotting a cute little cookbook titled "Baking With Love!".

"Maybe his secret recipe is in here!" She beamed picking it up. Her stomach grumbled in hunger as she looked through it. There were all kinds of delicious recipes and helpful guides to baking sweets but saw nothing out of the ordinary that really caught her attention."huh..maybe Armin is just naturally talented.. " Christa sighed. "Why ofcource I am.." She heard a familiar voice from behind her say. Christa squeaked and jumped backwards in alarm, stumbling into a bunch of frosting, pots and pans.

"Oww" she whimpered in pain looking up. Her eyes widened and her face turned bright red when she saw Armin smirking and leaning back looking at her from against the wall with his arms crossed. The ONLY thing that he was wearing was a white fluffy towel wrapped around his dripping wet hair and a pair of white lace thigh high stockings. He must have just came out of the shower."tsk tsk tsk,what do we have here?" He asked walking towards Christa tracking water on the floor.

"EEP!" Christa squeaked turning her head away from Armin. The naked man's smirk turned into a devilish grin as he knelt down to Christa's eye level."little girl, didn't your mommy and daddy ever tell you that it's wrong to trespass in other people's property? " he asked holding her chin."you've been a very bad girl Christa" he said frowning."what were you doing lurking around in my Bakery just now?"

Christa gulped trying not to look down at the rest of Armin's body."What's the matter?" He cooed."surely a lovely little princess such as yourself has seen a naked man before?" He purred teasing the poor flustered woman."I-i-um.."not trusting herself to make an even bigger idiot of herself and talking,she just shook her head no.

"Oh really?.." He replied raising his eyebrows. "Well miss Christa, I see that your rowdy little bitch of a gifriend has kept you under her leash for too long.." He said pulling her up and leading her upstairs gently tugging her by the hand. Christa blushed as she caught a glimpse of his cupcake. "W-where are you taking me?!" Christa asked confused."Giving you a little tour of the rest of my bakery." Armin replied smirking. He's been itching for a taste of Christa lemon cream pie...

XxxxMeanwhile with Ymirxxxxx

Ymir sat at the cash register puffing her cheeks out grumpily. "Dammit it's been over an hour!" The girl groaned. "What's taking my baby so long?" She wondered as if on cue, her walky talky came on. "Christa are you okay!?" Ymir asked talking into the walkie talkie. Her face paled once she heard two voices over the static of the walkie talkie. "Come on Christa, say it.." She heard Armin say." who's your sugar daddy?" SPANK! She then heard her sweet little Christa moan Armin's name."mmph ! Such a sweet little cake you are Christa.. Moaning for your new daddy.." SPANK!

"WHAT THE FUCK!?" Ymir screeched. Grabbing her binoculars, she went outside and peeped through Armin's second floor window. "Oh HELL NAW!" She growled. Armin..cute evil little Armin was touching HER WOMAN!

xxback with Arminxxx

Christa moaned as Armin spanked her with his baking utensils. "You like this much better than that bitch Ymir don't you?" He purred keeping her dress lifted up and spanking her with her bear panties still on." I bet she put you up to sneaking in my shop didn't she Christa?" Christa blushed in Armin's lap bent over like a child."mauvaise petite fille!" He growled speaking in French and spanking her again.

"This is what happens when bad little girls like yourself mess with other people's property" he smirked. Pulling down her kiddie panties, he spanked her again making her moan some more."tell me Christa, have you ever baked cookies with a man before?"He asked seductively. "N-no.." Christa whimpered."well your about to" he replied licking his lips smirking.

xxback with Ymirxxxxx

"I'm going to kill that mother fucker!" Ymir said searching for her dad's old shotgun. After a good thirty minutes, she had finally found it. She's going to have Armin's junk hanging on a mantle above her fireplace tonight! She was about to step out the door until she heard a knock. Opening the door, she found Poor Christa with a dazed, happy, drugged out expression on her face and sitting in a wheel chair. Her hair was a mess, her orange sundress was rumpled, and her underwear was dangling off of her right ankle. She was also missing her left sandle as well.

"Oh my God Christa!" Ymir shrieked tossing her shotgun and picking Christa up bridal style."Christa baby speak to me!" Ymir cried holding her girlfriend."what all did that bastard do to you!? " Christa's goofy smile grew bigger as she lifted up her dress revealing two messages from Armin. One was a little sticky note on Christa's tummy. And the other one was graffiti written very neatly in pink icing over her lady bits."d-daddy left a message..." The distraught girl replied in a dazed dreamy voice.

Ymir took the sticky note first and read it aloud."Dear Ymir, thank you for lending me your little helper over here, she was such a nice little treat for me! Feel free to send her back over here, I'd love an extra hand in helping me bake more sweets! ;-) p.s I know it was you who tampered with my cupcakes the other day. Actually,I should really thank you for making my sweets even more popular,so thank you! But really pull another stunt like that again bitch and I'll make you regret ever fucking with me. Love and kisses, Armin"

She then looked down to the icing graffiti written on Christa's vagina. It read in cursive : "Armin was here" Ymir growled ripping the note to shreds."RAWRRRRR! !THIS MEANS WARRRRRR!"Ymir screeched. Armin snickered to himself in his room as he listened to Ymir's screeching and howling. He was now dried off and fully dressed listening to the angry Ymir down the street."looks like she got the message.." He muttered to himself smiling wickedly.

He then picked up his humongous cat and went downstairs. "Come on Mr Whiskers, let's go open shop" he whistled.

(A/N:well! There goes another delicious funny chapter!tell me what you thought XD)