One day a lovely old lady combined :
100g butter
100g caster sugar
100g self-raising flour, sifted
2 eggs
1/4 teaspoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon vanilla essence.
Poured the mixture into paper casings and popped it in a preheated oven at 180°C for 15min.
Out they came, 12 little brothers and sisters each received their own butter icing and confectioner’s glitter cap’s with a heart. Blue for the boys , Pink for the girls and green for the cupcake that looked like Sarah Jessica Parker because the little old lady couldn’t tell what it was.
Fresh and snugly packed together, off they went to market, it wasn’t long before 6 of them had been adopted and carried away in a white cardboard box, 2 left, then 1, then another 1, until only two brothers where left.
A little chubby boy ran past the little cupcakes at their table and then back tracked to stand in front of them. His face glowed as the sticky cogs turned in his brain. Seconds later he snapped out of it with a single word in a questioning tone: “Mom?”
The last two brothers where paid for my the boys mother. The little old lady gently lowered them into their own little white cardboard box and handed it to the smiling child.
Their safe dark place lightly bumped up and down as little boy walked to his mother’s car, the engine roared and soon they where on there way to their new home, they fell asleep on the long journey to the mono tone of the vehicles mechanics.
They awoke suddenly as light flooded in to their box, a claw like ominous hand descended from above. Oh no!!! The hand took hold of his brother with two colossal maggot like plump fingers and it retreated with his brother, as the lid fell closed on him again…
First all he could hear was heavy guttural breathing, could this sound be coming from that cherub faced boy? What kind of beast had he become!?!
A violent scream rang out not far away, it vibrated the side of the box, it was his brother, of that he was certain. The scream ended with the sound of swallowing… A large gulp.
He now feared for his life, the box was tall, if he had only been made with hands he could try and reach the top and climb out, panicking and struggling he fell over smooshing his icing to the bottom of the box.
He was trapped and now all he could do was shed glittery tears.
His vision blurred through his sparkly tears as light began to fill his once safe home again. “OH MIGHTY GOD NO, NO!!!”, He screamed. The hand had returned a disgruntled sigh boomed over head as the mammoth beast noticed the cupcake had spilled his icing, now clenched by the two maggoty fingers the cupcake was lifted into the light, it was the boy from earlier, his brothers brains where still smeared across the boys lips, gruesome and barbaric!
The monster with its other hand brought the cupcakes box to his face and with a grotesque and foreboding display extended its fat stubby tongue into the box and liked at the cupcakes spilled icing in the bottom.
The little cupcake began to scream at this sight: “LET ME GO! PLEASE! JUST LET ME GO! OH GOD! NOOOOOO!”.
The fat little boy turned his attention to him and drew the cupcake to his face. The cupcake’s screaming and crying became louder and louder!
Its mouth opened revealing a pink saliva filled cavern with a row of teeth on the ceiling and the floor, moist air flooded from within as saliva dripped off on of its back teeth with one of his brothers eyes encased in the liquid, it seemed to stare at him.
The little cupcake now assigned him self to his fate, and began a muteral plead for this monster to stop.
He was brought closer and closer into the caves mouth until his entire face was in its jaws…
The little cupcake gave out its final cry as the teeth cut through his head and base, his blood squirted forth and his final sight was that short fat tongue lifting his face of, peeling it further in as the fat little boy began to masticate him.
Hope it manages to tweak a smile/snigger or two since the creative juices were not flowing particularly well for this 
