She's just like "Oh, I'll tell them when the pie is ready" lol XD))
Ander lifted his arm to block the punch, but the impact still made his head rattle. He swept Clone Ander's leg and snatched the cane, lifting it up like a sword and plunging it into the imposter's gut.
Clone Ander glared at her. "No, I would not," he spat.
Kenna just stared. She had been in the same room as them the entire time, baking her pie, not seeming to realize that there was a brawl going on in her kitchen (those who are skilled in the kitchen are very protective of it), and now she was offering the clone some pie?
Kenna gladly took a piece of pie. Crypta's pies made her feel warm and comfy and she needed that feeling right now. "You know that's the third time you've saved my life, Ander," Kenma commented. "I think it's becomimg a habit."
Clone Amder was about to say something, but decided to keep his mouth shut for now.
"Let's hope I won't have to ever again," Ander said, putting an arm around to Kenna to feel that she was there. Crypta shook up a can of whipped cream, but she was the kind that shook things with her whole body, so she ended up looking like a cooked spaghetti noodle.
Ander took a bite of the apple pie and his tastebuds were instantly flooded with delicious flavor. Crypta sure knew how to make a pie. "I really don't know," Ander said, his brows furrowing. "We can't just set him loose, can we?"
"I could wipe his memory," Crypta said with a bite of pie. Lilac looked mildly disturbed, her eyebrows raising.