The oven hissed as it turned rain to steam, moving less than a living thing would, but more than an oven ought to move. “I suppose you should come in,” said Berl. It was a royal gift, and well-meaning, if a little patronizing. This is my pandemic baking story, written in the depths of despair, a time now known only as October 2020. It came from Sumana's request to write a sweet story about a robot oven, as opposed to the grimdark-lite atmosphere of Situation Normal, which was about to be published. I think I did a good job, but Sumana still holds out hope for a gentler, more Bob Ross type of robot-oven story. 
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(1) Fri Dec 16 2022 16:10 When There is Sugar:
Diabolical Plots has my latest story, "When There is Sugar". A touching fantasy story about baking and teaching with a decommissioned military robot.
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