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

[imhisaunt]

Oh yes, I do both.

[Sorry, Abigail, that hint goes right over his head]

And we'd be very glad to have your help, Miss Abigail.

[am_i_a_monster]

I make good meat pies. And fish in puff pastry.

[She wipes at her cheek again.]

Who else works there?

[imhisaunt]

[Only then does Delmar finally start to catch on and he tentatively reaches up to touch his own cheek, at first finding nothing but then turning bashful when he discovers the frosting. With fluttering fingers he locates a towel nearby and begins to wipe it away]

I guess I tend to get over eager when I'm baking

[That and he's naturally overly enthusiastic as a human being so flour and frosting are bound to get all over when he's making a large batch]

Let's see. There's Miss Laura and Harlan helps decorate the cakes sometimes...and there are people who lend a hand with this or that now and again when they can.

[am_i_a_monster]

You're passionate about food.  I can understand that.  It's an art form.

  [She gives him a smile.] 

I think I know them.  Would they be okay with me helping out?

[imhisaunt]

Oh well I can't imagine that they'd mind. After all, we all have to help each other here, don't we?

[am_i_a_monster]

We do. It's the only way we can get through all the stuff that this place does.