A/N: So chapter 6 wasn't a very happy chapter. There wasn't anything that I could make fun of in it while still being in good taste. Instead I give you another Omake from chapter 5.

I really like Zed as a baker...I may have a problem.

Keep telling yourself that. Have fun playing dress up!" Zed's shadow retorted cheerfully, before giving a sarcastic wave and disappearing.

Zed sighed, I hate that guy…

"I heard that!"

Zed gave an audible sigh.

At this another subordinate walked into the room and asked, "So Master. Why is your shadow so sarcastic all the time?"

"Jealousy, my dear boy, Jealousy."

"Forgive my ignorance, but what could he possibly be jealous of?" The subordinate questioned.

"He doesn't have a real body, thus he cannot taste the deliciousness of my baking. Also he cannot bake for himself."

"Sir, not to question you, but why would your shadow care about baked goods?"

"Two reasons, one while he cannot touch or taste, he can still smell. So he's forced to smell the deliciousness that he can never taste. He can see them, but alas he will never be able to hold them. The other reason is that he thinks that with my skills as a Master Baker, my skills go to waste by not using them to try and take over the world."

"I always did wonder why you never used your cookies for evil."

"Whoever heard of evil cookies?" Zed retorted.

Zed continued, "Besides, even someone as evil as me still thinks that everyone should be able to enjoy the glory that is chocolate!"

Zed walked into the room, finding his shadow pacing around a table that had a tray of his cookies on it.

"What are you doing?" Zed questioned.

"Come to the shadow side Zed, WE HAVE COOKIES!"

"I know, I made them. I'll join you though."

"Really?"

"Yep, I just have one condition."

"What's that?"

"I want you to…" Zed paused for dramatic effect.

"Want me to what!" Zed's shadow yelled, getting impatient with Zed's games.

"Pass me…a cookie"

Zed could feel the shadow's glare boring through him at his last statement. Zed couldn't help but smirk to himself underneath his mask.

"I HATE YOU, YOU WILL RUE THE DAY YOU TURNED DOWN MY OFFER. I WILL MAKE YOU PAY, MARK MY WORDS!"

"Now now, how about I take you to the kitchen and show you how I make these bad boys."

"I will enjoy the day that I take over your body and rule the world."

"In your dreams creampuff."

"Why do you always have to have the last word?!"

"Because."