It was a nightmare. No, not even a nightmare was as bad as this. Thinking back on the shopping trip mere hours before, Atlas couldn’t have possibly known just how terrible the rest of his day was about to become. It was a cool, crisp day in the Burrowgatory and his favorite grocers was a nice stroll away and all he needed was the following: chocolate syrup, whipped cream, and strawberries for toppings, flour, eggs, and milk for the cupcakes, and some yummy apples to snack while he baked. He...
