Chapter ~8~ [Video]

[imhisaunt]

[Delmar has pink frosting smeared on his cheek that he hasn't realized is there yet, but aside from that, or perhaps because of it, he looks his usual chipper self, grinning widely and hands fluttering in a wave at the screen] 

Hello, everyone! I just wanted to make sure that all of you new folks knew about The Bear Hug Bakery. 

[He lifts up the phone and turns about so that he can get a quick, albeit shaky, scan of the cheerful yellow bakery] 

Everyone is welcome and if you have any favorite pastries you just go ahead and let me know and I will try and make it for you. Also we could always use more helpers if you'd like to lend us a hand. 

Have a good day! 

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[prophesiedone]

I will keep this short.

Don't do that again.

[And now, thanks to his temper and total lack of Jedi training...]

I'm not going to apologize for the temples.

[He still feels like trashing them, though he knows, deep down, that isn't right. The materials could be of use. Later. Except now they are in pieces. Oops? Totally qualified JediSith here.]