Send in the clowns

So you work in a bakery and maybe it's getting a little late in the day. You start to decorate some cookies with a seemingly fun and happy design, simple and straightforward project really...or is it? Wait a minute...did that cookie just move?

Where did this other cookie come from? There's something about it that is different somehow...like the Sesame Street game where one thing is not like the others but whatever could it be? It smiles like the other cookies but this is not a friendly smile...

Did you hear that? Faint music in the back ground-carnival music I think... or "Send in the Clowns" maybe... Um, something's not quite right. Wait a minute, where did the other cookies go? They were here just a moment ago...

Where did the rest of our staff go? Hello? Anyone? Hello?...hello...hello...(wow, the echo acoustics in this place are fabulous!)

Oh No! It's the infamous Vampire Clown Cookie of Broadway Street!
And he's brought his friend, the dreaded Cupcake Hydra Clown Head cake! No cookie or cake is safe tonight with them around.

And can't you hear all of those little clown heads talking to each other? Plotting...Planning...and if you get really, really close and listen really, really hard then you can catch some of the tiny, tiny clown voices...
"...same thing...every night...take over...world"