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We started making our dishes. I decided to go with my father's favorite. He liked when I made French silk pie. Its easy to digest and best of all no lactose. I watched her set out the ingredients. The smirk she gave me was honestly hilarious.

"I am going to win this hope you enjoy life elsewhere." she said starting. I kept my laugh in and boy let me tell you it was hard to do. I was finished with time to spare. When I sat the pie on the table it giggled a bit. "messieurs, je vous donne une tarte à la soie française." I said before stepping back. the judges went on about how light and creamy the pie is. "Iris the crust its not a spunge cake. You used a waffle cone crust." one of the judges pointed out.

"Normally you need a spunge cake or a cake base to absorb and maintain form. well I took inspiration from one of my favorite Japanese desserts. I love pudding so I used it. It was due to my ingredients being tampered with. The light vanilla pudding compliments the Chocolate mousse." I said before Alya spoke.

"Its supposed to be silk pie. Where is the silk cuz none of your ingredients have it." she was being a snob and I chuckle. "It's in the pudding." I said shocking her.

"My mother's specialty is cold desserts is Silk pudding. Its a light alternative to regular pudding. Its also good for digestion of those who cant have lactose. It is also cheap to make." I said calmly making her quiver. This was till she finished her dish and as I thought cream puffs. The judges took one bite and had to drink milk to cool the burning. "what is wrong with you chili peppers don't go in cream puffs." One of them said scolding her. I laughed because its now my turn.

"Your right though they may look like my cream puffs. I had an odd feeling she was going to take my recipe book. I tweaked them all a bit so just in case she went with something else. A Chef that can't stand on her own two feet has no business being here. You also have no claim to who a well establishments Chef chooses as their life partner. I think its obvious who the winner here today is." I said crossing my arms glaring at her. The headmaster stood up making even myself back up.

"Alya I am disappointed to know one of my students, with such recommendation would do such low underhand treachery. I here by suspend you for the semester. Go pack your things you disgrace." He said before announcing me the winner.

I walk into the lobby and was met by my father and mother ,who had a look of pride. I was just about to say something when they both hugged me. When they let go they apologized for their behavior at the retreat.

"Iris we want you to be happy,and if mastering both of our skills gives you satisfaction then go for it. Your mother and I will be here rooting for you. We know you will be a top Chef and Baker. You have it in you kid, I know you will do just fine." My father said ruffling my hair. "Now that is all said make me some of that pie you made the judges missy." Yup same old dad this made me laugh and happily do so. It was like before he left us. We ate desserts together the three of us. Now that I have the approval of both my parents. It makes things easier for me. I don't have to hide from them.