The only thing that was currently tucked away inside of the cabinet that Cissie was raiding was a very excited teenager with a watergun in hand. He had been watching Cissie through the cracks of the door, knowing full well that she was someone that he could easily jump on with a couple sprays of water without having to live in fear for his life as a result. There were a few people in the complex that he couldn't mess with like that; since he and Cissie were friends who often went about shooting each other with things working at a laser tag facility in the first place, Sora didn't think that he was at much of a risk with joking around with her as he would be with someone else. A devious grin crept it's way across his face, hidden in the shadows, and he pressed his back to the far side of the cabinet, preparing himself to leap out at her as soon as she opened the door. It was a large enough space for him to fit into, but he was the only thing that could have fit on the inside because of that very fact. There was no bread in there - nope, just Sora, right on the verge of pouncing poor Cissie into one of his games.
As soon as the door swung open, Sora let out an excited battlecry, jumped out at her, and pulled the trigger. A stream of water exploded outward from the gun in his hands, directing itself at Cissie with a little help from his aim. Playing laser tag on a daily basis gave Sora an armed advantage; for someone who was so used to wielding a weapon that he had to swing around physically, he wasn't too shabby at shooting things at people either.
Sora definitely had not been the bread that Cissie had been looking for. But, the way he saw it, he wasn't too shabby of an alternative.