MCYT Oneshots

The Bake Off- Rats SMP

Basically Lizzie and Scott's Rats SMP characters in a bake off. Lizzie kinda left her character's personality blank, so I made her really horrible :D

Will contain swearing. No one is used to me swearing, so thought I'd add that in.

Anyways, enjoy!

I stood slightly off camera, messing around with my hair. I put my hand to my cheek. Why could I still feel dirt? I violently scrubbed it off.

"Hello everyone, my name is Martyn, and welcome back to The Bake Off!" exclaimed Martyn, the host of the show, smiling brightly at the camera. 

I sighed. How could someone pretend to be so happy? Wouldn't it get tiring?!

He moved to the left rather quickly, forcing Shelby, the camerawoman, to violently swing the camera around to keep up with him. 

"Please welcome to the kitchen...our finalists!"

That was my cue. I moved to walk forwards, but was pulled back by the other finalist, Lizzie. She stepped in front of me and flounced onto the set, leaving me trailing after her. 

I looked at her in disgust, and then thought better of it. I hoped the camera didn't pick that up, my career would be over. I despised that woman. So full of herself.

Martyn continued his facade. "We have our two talented, amazing finalists here with us right now! Scott and Lizzie, would you like to introduce yourselves for me?"

No.

No I would not.

However, I had no choice.

Lizzie casually elbowed me out of the way. So casually that I wouldn't have even noticed if it weren't for the searing pain in my upper arm. She took the microphone handed to her by Martyn.

"Hello! My name is Lizzie Shadow, and I am a finalist here on The Bake Off! Thank you so much for having me!" She smiled a smug, winning smile at the camera.

"And where are you from?" Martyn asked.

"I am from the White Mouse Bakery. The greatest, most prestigious bakery in the country, owned by my father! I've been baking in their 5 star kitchens since I could walk!" She exclaimed. Since she could walk? Oh please. I had been born in a kitchen. Not literally, that would be weird.

"Wow! You're giving Scott here a run for his money! Speaking of, would you like to introduce yourself, Scott?"

Again, no. I ignored every fibre of my being screaming no, and I stepped forwards.

"H...Hey, I'm Scott Major, and I'm from the farms." I said, somewhat awkwardly. I had no special things going for me. My father was not the owner of a 5 star bakery.

He wasn't even alive.

"That's wonderful! Will that put you at a disadvantage? We don't know! Stay tuned during this short add break!" He exclaimed.

A disadvantage? A disadvantage? What was this man on about! I had absolutely NO disadvantage! The disgust must have registered all over my face because Shelby turned the camera off a bit quicker than necessary.

As soon as the camera turned off, Lizzie turned into the devil that she was. "Alright, my feet are sore! Someone please bring me a chair!" She exclaimed rather arrogantly.

"Get it yourself for once, will ya?" I muttered under my breath as quietly as I could. Lizzie turned to me.

"What was that?!" She exclaimed, slowly edging towards me.