Pantheon Becomes a Baker

Pantheon Becomes a Baker

One day after a harsh day filled with Vayne, Kindred, Darius, and D-Cane (Nasus), Pantheon needed a break. Losing an all for one against Taric crushed all of Pantheon’s fighting spirit. While recovering from the headache he had received from being cloned 4 times and forced to “work” with himself he decided he would indulge himself in one of his guilty pleasures, baking.

After visiting the nearby market and getting the fresh ingredients he headed off to his house to bake some sweets and fresh bread. The aroma from his masterful baking skills which he had polished in secret over the years was strong and sweet enough to levitate his headache. He was so wrapped up in what he was doing that he didn't notice his doorbell ring. After waiting for five minutes at Pantheon’s door, Leona decided to let herself in. Guided by the strong aroma of freshly baked bread and cakes she waltzed into the kitchen to see Pantheon thoroughly enjoying himself. “Oh my Pantheon, I didn’t know you knew how to bake!” Leona exclaimed. “startled Pantheon dropped the mixing bowl he was holding and began to panic. He stammered trying to make some excuse for what was going on. Leona wasn't particularly violent like the rest of the citizens of Rakkor, but he assumed even she would shun him, the mighty Pantheon for what he was doing. “You should have told me Panth I love freshly baked bread and cakes! May I have some?!” Leona asked. “S-s-s-sure” Pantheon replied, his cheeks we’re so red he was sure that Leona could see them through his bronze helmet. He was very confused as to what was happening, was she complimenting him.

“You're not mad?” Pantheon asked in a confused tone. “Of course not silly! This is amazing!” she exclaimed. Pantheon was flattered, never in his wildest dreams had he expected someone to complement his baking. After confirming with Leona that she wasn't joking, they began to enjoy a long conversation about their hobbies over a nice dinner. For dessert they had some of the cake that Pantheon had baked just a few hours before. “This is amazing Pantheon, it taste so good!” “Thank you Leona, I’ve been practicing in secret for years.” Pantheon replied. “Well I have an Idea,” Leona said. “What would that be?” Pantheon asked. “We’re gonna start a bakery!” she replied with excitement. “WHAT!? NO!? I CAN’T DO THAT?!” Pantheon said as he jumped up from the table. “Why not? You baking is amazing we could make tons of money while doing something you enjoy.” Leona said. “But it would ruin my reputation,” Pantheon replied.

“Of course not,” Leona replied “It will help you relieve stress and make a few friends while still being know as one of the most fearsome Champions in the League,” she continued. “Are you sure?” Pantheon asked doubtfully. “Of course Panth it will literally be a piece of cake,” Leona answered chuckling. For the next week and a half Pantheon and Leona took time off from the League to build their bakery. Once it was done it quickly became a major attraction for tourist and a place for Champions to relax after a match. the bakery was a huge success and from that day forth Pantheon was infact know as not only a bloodthirsty warrior from Mount Targon but also the best Baker in Valoran.

The End