Ahri quietly picks the petals off a single blossom, expecting another champion to make an appearance, but to her surprise no one showed up all day. Laying on a branch with a clear view of the sky thanks to Irelia's maintenance on the tree a few ago prior, she begins to drift off to sleep.

She could feel her eyes become heavy when suddenly the rustling of some leafs brought her back to life. What came into view were the wings of a certain Fallen Angel. Ahri was startled from seeing Morgana in such a place, her reaction ended up catching her attention.

"Didn't think someone would be sleeping in a place like this?" said Morgana, picking some peaches and placing them in a bag.

"You're one to talk, Morgana. Shouldn't you be plotting against your sister or something?" Ahri answers, resting her chin on her hands.

"I have plenty of time to do that. For now, I must focus on my business."

"Business?"

Upon saying that, Ahri could smell something not quite appealing to her nose. Something on the lines of malodorous would describe such a smell. Looking down, she finds the source, Morgana's food cart. Emitting an ominous aura with purple fumes seeping through the various drawers, Arhi couldn't help but cover her nose with her tail.

"Don't tell me you're trying to make something from these peaches." Ahri asks.

"Isn't it obvious? I've heard peaches are great for pastries, especially these amethyst peaches." said Morgana as she smells each piece of fruit to check for their ripeness.

"Amethyst? I think there are only pink and white peaches, Miss Fallen Angel." Ahri says with a cocky attitude.

"Aren't you sour? If you were better informed, you would know that the colors change based on the time of day. Though their flavor is no different." Morgana explained, holding a white peach with a purple tint.

Ahri didn't have a comeback, so she stayed silent and watched her harvest. She eventually tried going to sleep, but was awakened again by Morgana who held a plate of muffins.

"Err, would it be too much to ask for a taste test?" Morgana asks, embarrassed by her offering.

"Uhh, sure." Ahri had trouble sounding out her words when she faced the plate of muffins.

The muffins were burnt and looking closer, had spooky faces filled with agony. How Morgana was unaware of her lack of cooking skills was a mystery to the Nine-tailed Fox. Ahri wanted to refuse, but Morgana held a face full of anxiousness and expectation. Taking a bite out of pity, Ahri immediately struggles with the texture. Soon a strange combination of flavor flooded her mouth, causing tears to form around the corner of her eyes. Swallowing the muffin to signal the end of that torment, she gives Morgana a crooked smile.

"It's... good. Very...uh... unique." Ahri stutters, choosing her words carefully.

"I-I knew it would." Morgana says with pride, clearly relieved to hear a good review and failing to hide her doubt from before.

Ahri sighs at the sight of Morgana sticking out her chest and showing off an obnoxious smirk.

"Anyway, I can see that my new product is a success. I must show my gratitude to the one who grew this tree."

"This is my tree."

"Stop acting selfish, if want more muffins then just ask. Besides this tree already has an owner." Morgana says, placing a sack of homemade snacks onto her lap.

"Who said I wanted more? And owner? Who?" Ahri perks up, bombarding her with questions.

"Well, of course my most gracious customer, though he says the smell of my goods are quite potent, the taste overall is admirable. With these peaches, I, Morgana, will soon reopen my bakery and make history... after destroying Kayle." Morgana yells, holding a peach towards the sky.

"H-Hey I asked...ohh my stomach..." Ahri struggles to say as the muffin begins to take its toll.

"Who ever ate these must be a tank."

Morgana couldn't hear Ahri's silent claim as she curls up into a ball, holding her stomach with a woozy expression. Morgana just shrugs her shoulders and descends to the ground, but not before leaving more handmade treats for Ahri to enjoy. Ahri fainted as the Fallen Angel makes off with her food cart.