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! 

Comments

[64th]

How's the frosting?

[Delmar will stay in video because he's never learned to text :P]

[imhisaunt]

Oh! It's very good. I just made it fresh.

aww, old people!

[64th]

Oh, really? Do you ever taste test when you make it?

[imhisaunt]

Of course. I wouldn't want to give it to people if I haven't made sure it's the bees knees.

[64th]

Smart. I like the way you think.

You have a little something on your face, by the way.

[imhisaunt]

On my face?

[He blinks quickly before turning to try and find something with which to see his reflection. A nearby pan suffices and embarrassed Delmar quickly washes off the frosting]

Oh dear...that was on my face for the whole recording, wasn't it?