Chabuiah

Once upon a time. Before the land of the Earth was turned into land. And before the waters were made waters. Everything was just heavens, and everyone resided in the heavens. One of the angels was sitting making bread in his house. It was really quiet as it was five o'clock in the morning. He was baking his bread in his oven when all of a sudden his bread dissappeared from the oven. He looked in the oven at the correct time when it should have been done, but nothing was there. The angel closed the oven door.
"Hmmph. What happened to the bread? I made it so nice with chocolate and raisins. I wonder what happened to it."

He made some cereal for breakfast. And went about his work for the day.

When he got home, he made some cookies. Really nice with chocolate, coffee, and cinnamon toast. Sprinkled all along the top.

"I am really looking forward to these cookies." He said to himself. He left the room to answer the phone. Then he went to go check the oven.

"I wonder if it's still there?" He remarked, to himself. Of course, it wasn't. Frustrated, the angel started to cry.

One of his friends peered through the window.

"What is this angel crying about when God is so good and glorious. Hmmph. I will go inside." He went inside his friends house.

"What are you crying about angel. God is so good and glorious today. Hmmph." The angel continued to cry.
"Someone is borrowing my bread and cookies." He said.

"Oh." He said. "Why don't you bake for me too?"

The angel stopped crying.

"Ok." He said. He got all his bakery items and his flour and his sugar. All the treats and butter. Then he put everything in the oven. Some time went by. It was time to take everything out the oven.

"I will check this time." The angel went up and checked the oven. There was nothing there. He was really angry.

"I will bake for you this time." He got everything together. The flour, butter, milk and cheese. Then he added pears and strawberries. He also added peaches and margarine. He put everything in the oven. They waited until it was ready. When it was done they looked in the oven. There was nothing there.

"Well obviously, someone is eating it." The angel started to cry again.

"Stop, crying. God is glorious today." He went to the oven and peered inside.

"There's nothing wrong with the oven." The angel started to cry some more.

One of the saints passed by hearing the crying.

"Lord Jesus! What is going on here!"

"Our stuff keeps dissappearing." The angel said.

"What stuff! By our Lord Jesus!"

"We were baking and it dissappeared from the oven." The saint looked at them.

"Show me the oven." They showed him the oven. The angel continued to cry.

The saint looked at the oven. He opened it, and looked all around it.

"An oven is just an oven." He said.

"Someone is borrowing your food. I will fix the problem."

He began to pray.

"Okay! Im sorry!" They heard a voice cry out. "Don't pray!"

Another angel came out of the stove.

"I've been eating your baked goods! I'm sorry! I did it!" The saint looked at this angel.

"No more borrowing angel's food. By Jesus, Our Lord!" He looked at the angels. "I am busy so I will leave first."

"Okay." The angel said. The other angel still cried.

"Why are you still crying! Don't worry about the cookies and bread. I will bake for you."

This angel got together, some eggs and lemon, fluff and lime. He brought out the mint, curry and tumeric. He was going to make a cake.

"Do you guys have chicken?" The angel stopped crying.

"Yes, I have some chicken."

"Let me have some."

"Okay." The angel took out the chicken.

"Do you have some nuts?"

"Yes, I have some nuts." The angel took out some nuts.

"Okay, now put it in the fridge."

"Leave it there for an hour."

They waited an hour.

They took it out the fridge and ate it.

It was really delicious.

The borrowing angel said, "Bake for me again sometime!" And then he left back home.