Okay, so I walkin' in a parking garage one day, by myself, so naturally I got beat over the head with a frying pan and tossed into a suspiciously located white van.
For some reason this guy was taking me to Chicago, so I complied. Because he's 6'2 and I'm 4'11. Naturally I was terrfied.
Then some random stranger took me away to a Disney store and they made me their princess by suddenly bestowing upon me with out of context glasses. I kept thinking I was forgetting a promise I made to someone who gave me a glass slipper once, but then...
Cake. Oh GOD cake. ...
What was I saying..?
Then I met this charming young man who advised me to "Stay smooth, always". I at once knew I needed that man. And that I needed him badly.
I asked where I could find this good, big, satisfying-chocolate-lovin' and this is what I ended up with.
No complaints.
As I was gazing across the city in a very Batman-esque fashion ISAWTHISDRAGONATTACKINGTHECITYHOLYCRAP
SO I FINISHED HIM OFF.
LOUD NOISES
And then the kidnapper guy showed up again and I properly thanked him for the cake.
AND THEN I FOUGHT OFF THE EVIL ROBOTS WITH THIS DECEPTICON MUSIC STAND
But I ended up ruining the city and killing, like, 5011 people so they kicked me out and then I went home and was all