There was a bakery on main street. The bakery always smelled very good. An old man went to the bakery. He wanted a big, yellow cake. But there was no big, yellow cake, so he told the baker to make one.

The baker didn't know how to make a cake, so the old man made a cake himself. He didn't know how to either. The cake didn't taste good. The old man was disappointed. The old man threw the cake on the wall. It looked gross as parts of it fell to the floor. The baker was angry because she saw the old man throw the cake on the wall. She thought people could have enjoyed that cake.

 She cleaned the messy wall. She thought about what else the old man might have thrown against the wall.  The old man ran away from the bakery very fast. The baker finished cleaning the wall. She cleaned the wall,but it was still dirty with cake. The wall felt sticky and slimy to the touch. She tried to remove it by mopping the wall. All that did was make the mess even worse by adding water, but it was not working. The baker thought about  how to find the old man. She wasn't sure where he ran off to, or even why he ran.  The old man ran away because if he hadn't, he would have to clean the wall.

He found a nearby house that was empty and sat in it. He saw someone's house. He saw all of their possessions in the house. There was a tv in the house. He turned the TV on. There was news. He watched the news for a while. It was boring. There was nothing else on the TV. He turned off the tv.

He wondered when he should go back, and he went back. He came back to the bakery to find the sticky wall. The baker was cleaning the wall before he came, but the baker had only made a big mess. The old man cleaned the wall instead of the baker. The old man actually cleaned the wall better than the baker had. But it was still dirty. The old man thought about what to do. He went home. He sat down on his favorite chair. The chair was comfortable.

He slept because he was tired; all of that running and cleaning had worn him out, so he tried to sleep. That night, he dreamt about that big yellow cake. He woke up.

He still wanted that cake, but he didn't have a cake. He thought about ways to get it. He tried to make a cake one more time. This time, he used different ingredients. He made a big blue cake. He tasted this one as well, so he brought it to the baker and asked what she thought. It wasn't delicious but it was better than yellow one. The baker liked this cake more. She asked him how to make a delicious cake.

The old man had been guessing the whole time. He said to put a lot of sugar in the cake. He also liked to put vanilla in the cake as well, so she put a lot of sugar and vanilla in the cake, and slowly, her cake started to taste better and better. Many people liked her cake. She made a lot of money selling cakes, so she lived her life happily with the old man.
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