#pizzafake

He stares at him, his creation, a Peppino of his own. He isn't perfect, but nothing could compare to the original. The clone raised his hand and puts it against the glass. Cute. At least it was aware of his surroundings. Maybe the imperfections he has would lessen if he stayed longer in there.

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The clone follows him everywhere. Oh well, he'll learn more that way. He'll just show him around the tower and place him right at his very own restaurant! 

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The clone waves at the camera again. He's too busy working on Pizzaface to go down there, but he moves the security cam in his room just so he knew he saw him.

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They failed. All of them failed! But that didn't matter now. Peppino had fun in the tower, didn't he? Letting off some steam. Finally getting an excuse to let loose. He knew he can handle everything there. Watching him fight was... well, he isn't going to let that show in public, but it was exhilarating!

He's just going to grab their butts out of their rooms and have one last fight with dear old Peppy~

Even his copy gets a second chance. It was unfair in the first place; he would've won if he didn't run away.

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Everything was gone.

The tower. His tools. Their deals...

Everyone took that chef's side.

Except...

His clone.

He stared at him once again. His creation, his perfect creation.

He held his hand towards him.

This time he grabs it.