âTootles is baked like a fucking cakeâ -Cubby ( @colincubs )
âBaked like aâ?â Cutting herself off before she could repeat the entire statement, Wendy instead exhaled deeply. She didnât need to think over much on what Cubby had just informed her, the conclusion as to how Tootles became as baked as a âfucking cakeâ like he had said so bluntly can be due to one main conclusionâ Cubby had once again baked pastries with weed inside of them. Now, the eldest Darling doesnât often partake in these pastries her brother often makes, but she wasnât none the wiser to them. In fact, Wendy often liked knowing beforehand whenever Cubby baked any, not only so she can keep away from those batches but also so she can keep note on who consumed them and how much. And in this case, it sounded like Tootles had consumed quite too many than he shouldâve if what Cubby was saying was true. âCubby, exactly how many of your pot brownies have Tootles consumed?â Wendy questioned, now looking at the younger with an gaze mixed with curiosity yet also of concern. âBecause itâs not often whenever he eats many of them.â Rather, Tootles rarely eats them himself, so for him to have consumed so many then?Â




















